Psalms 146

1 Praise ye the LORD. Praise the LORD, O my soul.

Hemdusana! I jénim, Perwerdigarni medhiyile!

2 While I live will I praise the LORD: I will sing praises to my God while I have any being.

Men hayat bolsamla, Perwerdigarni medhiyileymen; Wujudum bar bolsila Xudayimgha küy éytimen.

3 Put not your trust in princes, [nor] in the son of man, in whom [there is] no help.

Ésilzadilergimu, Insan balisighimu tayanmanglar, Ularda héch medet-nijatliq yoqtur.

4 His breath goeth forth, he returneth to his earth; in that very day his thoughts perish.

Mana, uning nepisi kétidu, U öz tupriqigha qaytip kétidu; Shu kündila arzu-niyetliri yoqap kétidu.

5 Happy [is he] that [hath] the God of Jacob for his help, whose hope [is] in the LORD his God:

Yaqupning Tengrisi medetkari bolghan adem, Perwerdigar Xudasini öz ümidi qilghan adem bextliktur!

6 Who made heaven, and earth, the sea, and all that [is] in them: who keepeth truth for ever:

U asmanlarni, zéminni, Déngizni hem uningda bar mewjudatlarni yaratqandur; U heqiqet-sadaqette menggü turidu;

7 Who executeth judgment for the oppressed: who giveth food to the hungry. The LORD looseth the prisoners:

Ézilgüchiler üchün U höküm süridu; Ach qalghanlargha nan béridu. Perwerdigar mehbuslarni azad qilidu;

8 The LORD openeth [the eyes of] the blind: the LORD raiseth them that are bowed down: the LORD loveth the righteous:

Perwerdigar korlarning közlirini achidu; Perwerdigar égilip qalghanlarni turghuzidu; Perwerdigar heqqaniylarni söyidu.

9 The LORD preserveth the strangers; he relieveth the fatherless and widow: but the way of the wicked he turneth upside down.

Perwerdigar musapirlardin xewer alidu; Yétim-yésirlerni, tul xotunni yöleydu; Biraq rezillerning yolini egri-bügri qilidu.

10 The LORD will reign for ever, [even] thy God, O Zion, to all generations. Praise ye the LORD.

Perwerdigar menggüge höküm süridu; I Zion, séning Xudaying dewrdin-dewrgiche höküm süridu! Hemdusana!