Psalms 108
1 [A Song. A Psalm by David.] My heart is steadfast, God. I will sing and I will make music with my soul.
Dawutning küy-naxshisi: — Iradem ching, i Xuda, iradem ching; Men medhiye naxshilirini éytip, Berheq, Séni küyleymen, pütün rohim bilen!
2 Wake up, harp and lyre. I will wake up the dawn.
I neghme-sazlirim, oyghan! Men seher quyashinimu oyghitimen!
3 I will give thanks to you, LORD, among the nations. I will sing praises to you among the peoples.
Xelq-milletler arisida Séni ulughlaymen, i Perwerdigar; Eller arisida Séni küyleymen!
4 For your loving kindness is great above the heavens. Your faithfulness reaches to the skies.
Chünki özgermes muhebbiting ershlerge yetküdek ulughtur; Heqiqiting bulutlargha taqashti.
5 Be exalted, God, above the heavens. Let your glory be over all the earth.
I Xuda, shan-shöhriting ershlerdin yuqiri ulughlan’ghay, Shan-sheriping yer yüzini qaplighay!
6 That your beloved may be delivered, save with your right hand, and answer us.
Öz söygenliringning nijatliq tépishi üchün, Ong qolung bilen qutquzghaysen, Duayimni ijabet qilghaysen.
7 God has spoken from his sanctuary: "In triumph, I will divide Shechem, and measure out the Valley of Succoth.
Xuda Öz pak-muqeddeslikide shundaq dégen: — «Men tentene qilimen, Men Shekem diyarini bölüp bérimen, Sukkot wadisini [teqsim qilishqa] ölcheymen.
8 Gilead is mine. Manasseh is mine. Ephraim also is my helmet. Judah is my scepter.
Giléad Manga mensuptur, Manassehmu Manga mensuptur; Efraim bolsa béshimdiki dubulghamdur, Yehuda Méning emr-perman chiqarghuchimdur;
9 Moab is my wash pot. I will toss my sandal on Edom. I will shout in triumph over Philistia."
Moab Méning yuyunush jawurumdur; Édomgha chorughumni tashlaymen; Men Filistiye üstidin tentene qilimen!».
10 Who will bring me into the fortified city? Who has led me to Edom?
Kim Méni bu mustehkem sheherge bashlap kirelisun? Kim Méni Édomgha élip baralisun?
11 Haven't you rejected us, God? You do not go forth, God, with our armies.
I Xuda, Sen bizni rasttinla chetke qaqtingmu? Qoshunlirimiz bilen bille jengge chiqmamsen?
12 Give us help against the enemy, for the help of man is vain.
Bizni zulumlardin qutulushqa yardemleshkeysen, Chünki insanning yardimi bikardur!
13 Through God, we will do valiantly. For it is he who will trample down our enemies.
Xuda arqiliq biz choqum baturluq körsitimiz; Bizge zulum qilghuchilarni cheyligüchi del U Özidur!
