Psalms 122

1 A Song of Ascents. David’s. I was glad, when they were saying unto me, Unto the house of Yahweh, let us go!

«Yuqirigha chiqish naxshisi» Ular manga: «Perwerdigarning öyige chiqayli» — déginide, Shadlandim.

2 Standing are our feet, within thy gates, O Jerusalem!

Putlirimiz derwaziliring ichide turushqa nésip boldi, i Yérusalém!

3 Jerusalem! that hath been builded, A true city, all joined together as one:

I Yérusalém, sen jipsilashturulup retlik sélin’ghan bir sheherdursen;

4 Whither have come up the tribes, The tribes of Yah, A testimony to Israel, To give thanks unto the Name of Yahweh:

Qebililer u yerge chiqidu, Yahning qebililiri chiqidu; Israilgha bérilgen körsetme boyiche, Perwerdigarning namigha teshekkür éytish üchün chiqidu.

5 For there are set—Thrones for justice, Thrones for the house David.

Chünki u yerde höküm chiqirishqa textler sélindi, Dawutning jemetidikilerge textler sélindi.

6 Ask ye for the peace of Jerusalem, They shall prosper, who love thee!

Yérusalémning aman-xatirjemlikini izdep dua qilinglar; Séni söygenler ronaq tapidu.

7 Peace be within thy walls, prosperity within thy palaces:

Istihkamliring ichide aman-xatirjemlik bolsun, Ordiliring ichide awat-aramliq bolsun!

8 For the sake of my brethren and friends, Oh, might I speak [saying], Peace be within thee!

Qérindashlirim hem yar-buraderlirim üchün, Men: «Aman-xatirjemlik ichingde bolsun» — deymen.

9 For the sake of the house of Yahweh our God, will I seek blessing for thee.

Perwerdigar Xudayimizning öyi üchün, Séning ronaq tépishinggha intilimen!