Psalms 84
1 [For the Chief Musician. On an instrument of Gath. A Psalm by the sons of Korah.] How lovely are your dwellings, LORD of hosts.
Nǝƣmiqilǝrning bexiƣa tapxurulup, «Gittif»ta qelinsun dǝp, Koraⱨning oƣulliri üqün yezilƣan küy: — Makanliring nǝⱪǝdǝr ǝzizdur, Samawi ⱪoxunlarning Sǝrdari bolƣan Pǝrwǝrdigar!
2 My soul longs, yes, yearns for the courts of the LORD. My heart and my flesh cry out for the living God.
Jenim Pǝrwǝrdigarning ⱨoyliliriƣa tǝxna bolup, Seƣinip ⱨǝtta ⱨalidin ketidu, Dilim wǝ ǝtlirim ⱨayat Tǝngrigǝ tǝlmürüp nida ⱪilidu;
3 Yes, the sparrow has found a home, and the swallow a nest for herself, where she may have her young, near your altars, LORD of hosts, my King, and my God.
Mana, ⱨǝtta mubarǝk ⱪuqⱪaqmu bir makanni tapⱪan, Ⱪarliƣaqmu ɵzigǝ ⱨǝm bala tuƣidiƣan uwa yasaydiƣan jayni tapⱪan, — Yǝni Sening ⱪurbangaⱨliringdin, I samawi ⱪoxunlarning Sǝrdari bolƣan Pǝrwǝrdigar, — Mening Padixaⱨim, mening Hudayim!
4 Blessed are those who dwell in your house. They are ever praising you. (Selah)
Sening ɵyüngdǝ turuwatⱪanlar bǝhtliktur! Ular üzlüksiz Seni mǝdⱨiyilǝydu. (Selaⱨ)
5 Blessed are those whose strength is in you, who have set their hearts on a pilgrimage.
Küq-ⱪudriti Sǝndin bolƣan kixi bǝhtliktur — Ⱪǝlbidǝ kɵtürülmǝ yollar bolƣanlar;
6 Passing through the Valley of Baca, he makes it into a spring. Yes, the autumn rain covers it with blessings.
Yiƣa wadisidin ɵtkǝndǝ, Ular uni bulaⱪliⱪⱪa aylandurar; Bǝrⱨǝⱪ, küz yamƣurliri uni bǝrikǝtlǝrgǝ tolduridu.
7 They go from strength to strength. Everyone of them appears before God in Zion.
Ular küqigǝ-küq ulap mengiweridu; Ⱨǝrbiri Zionƣa yetip kelip, Hudaning ⱨuzurida ⱨazir bolidu.
8 LORD, God of hosts, hear my prayer. Listen, God of Jacob. (Selah)
I samawiy ⱪoxunlarning Sǝrdari bolƣan Pǝrwǝrdigar, duayimni angliƣaysǝn; I Yaⱪupning Hudasi, ⱪulaⱪ salƣaysǝn! (Selaⱨ)
9 Look, God our shield, look at the face of your anointed.
Ⱪara, i ⱪalⱪinimiz bolƣan Huda, Ɵzüng mǝsiⱨ ⱪilƣiningning yüzigǝ iltipat bilǝn ⱪariƣin!
10 For a day in your courts is better than a thousand. I would rather be a doorkeeper in the house of God, than to dwell in the tents of wickedness.
Qünki Sening ⱨoyliliringda ɵtkǝn bir kün Baxⱪa yǝrdǝ ɵtkǝn ming kündin ǝladur; Rǝzillǝrning qedirliridǝ yaxiƣandin kɵrǝ, Hudayimning ɵyining bosuƣisida turƣinim yahxidur.
11 For the LORD God is a sun and a shield. The LORD will give grace and glory. He withholds no good thing from those who walk blamelessly.
Pǝrwǝrdigar Huda ⱪuyax wǝ ⱪalⱪandur, Pǝrwǝrdigar xapaǝt wǝ xan-xɵⱨrǝt bǝhx etidu; Durus mangƣanlardin U ⱨǝrⱪandaⱪ iltipatni ⱨeq ayimaydu;
12 LORD of hosts, blessed is the man who trusts in you.
Samawiy ⱪoxunlarning Sǝrdari bolƣan Pǝrwǝrdigar, Bǝhtliktur Sanga tayanƣan insan!
