Psalms 45
1 To the Overseer. — 'On the Lilies.' — By sons of Korah. — An Instruction. — A song of loves. My heart hath indited a good thing, I am telling my works to a king, My tongue [is] the pen of a speedy writer.
Nǝƣmiqilǝrning bexiƣa tapxurulup, «Nilupǝrlǝr» degǝn aⱨangda oⱪulsun dǝp, Koraⱨning oƣulliriƣa tapxurulƣan, «sɵyümlük yar üqün» degǝn «Masⱪil» munajat-nahxa: — Ⱪǝlbimdin güzǝl ix toƣrisida sɵzlǝr urƣup qiⱪmaⱪta; Padixaⱨⱪa beƣixliƣan munajitimni eytimǝn; Tilim goya maⱨir xairning ⱪǝlimidur;
2 Thou hast been beautified above the sons of men, Grace hath been poured into thy lips, Therefore hath God blessed thee to the age.
Insan baliliri iqidǝ sǝn ǝng güzǝldursǝn; Lǝwliring xapaǝt bilǝn toldurulƣandur; Xunga Huda sanga mǝnggügǝ rǝⱨmǝt ⱪildi.
3 Gird Thy sword upon the thigh, O mighty, Thy glory and Thy majesty!
I büyük bolƣuqi, Ⱪiliqingni asⱪin yeningƣa, Ⱨǝywiting wǝ xanu-xǝwkiting bilǝn!
4 As to Thy majesty — prosper! — ride! Because of truth, and meekness — righteousness, And Thy right hand showeth Thee fearful things.
Ⱨǝⱪiⱪǝt, kǝmtǝrlik ⱨǝm adalǝtni alƣa sürüxkǝ atlanƣiningda, Xanu-xǝwkǝt iqidǝ ƣǝlibǝ bilǝn alƣa bas! Xuning bilǝn ong ⱪolung ɵzünggǝ karamǝt ⱪorⱪunqluⱪ ixlarni kɵrsitidu!
5 Thine arrows [are] sharp, — Peoples fall under Thee — In the heart of the enemies of the king.
Sening oⱪliring ɵtkürdur, Ular padixaⱨning düxmǝnlirining yürikigǝ sanjilidu; Pütün ǝllǝr ayiƣingƣa yiⱪitilidu.
6 Thy throne, O God, [is] age-during, and for ever, A sceptre of uprightness [Is] the sceptre of Thy kingdom.
Sening tǝhting, i Huda, ǝbǝdil’ǝbǝdliktur; Padixaⱨliⱪingdiki Xaⱨanǝ ⱨasang, adalǝtning ⱨasisidur.
7 Thou hast loved righteousness and hatest wickedness, Therefore God, thy God, hath anointed thee, Oil of joy above thy companions.
Sǝn ⱨǝⱪⱪaniyliⱪni sɵyüp, rǝzillikkǝ nǝprǝtlinip kǝlgǝnsǝn; Xunga Huda, yǝni sening Hudaying, seni ⱨǝmraⱨliringdin üstün ⱪilip xadliⱪ meyi bilǝn mǝsiⱨ ⱪildi.
8 Myrrh and aloes, cassia! all thy garments, Out of palaces of ivory Stringed instruments have made thee glad.
Sening kiyimliringdin murmǝkki, muǝttǝr wǝ darqin ⱨidi kelidu; Pil qixi sarayliridiki sazǝndilǝrning tarliⱪ sazliri seni hursǝn ⱪilidu.
9 Daughters of kings [are] among thy precious ones, A queen hath stood at thy right hand, In pure gold of Ophir.
Padixaⱨlarning mǝlikiliri ⱨɵrmǝtlik kenizǝkliringning ⱪatarididur; Hanixing Ofirdiki sap altun [zibu-zinǝtlǝrni] taⱪap ong ⱪolungda turidu;
10 Hearken, O daughter, and see, incline thine ear, And forget thy people, and thy father's house,
«Angliƣin, i ⱪizim, kɵrgin, sɵzlirimgǝ ⱪulaⱪ salƣin; Ɵz ⱪǝbilǝng wǝ ata jǝmǝtingni untup ⱪal!
11 And the king doth desire thy beauty, Because he [is] thy lord — bow thyself to him,
Xuning bilǝn padixaⱨ güzǝl jamalingƣa mǝptun bolidu; U sening hojang, sǝn uningƣa sǝjdǝ ⱪil».
12 And the daughter of Tyre with a present, The rich of the people do appease thy face.
Tur xǝⱨirining ⱪizi [aldingda] sowƣa bilǝn ⱨazir bolidu; Halayiⱪ arisidiki baylar sening xapaitingni kütidu;
13 All glory [is] the daughter of the king within, Of gold-embroidered work [is] her clothing.
Xaⱨanǝ ⱪizning iqki dunyasi pütünlǝy parlaⱪtur, Uning kiyimlirimu zǝr bilǝn kǝxtilǝngǝn;
14 In divers colours she is brought to the king, Virgins — after her — her companions, Are brought to thee.
U kǝxtilik kiyimlǝr bilǝn padixaⱨning ⱨuzuriƣa kǝltürülidu; Kǝynidin uningƣa ⱪoldax kenizǝklǝrmu billǝ yeningƣa elip kelinidu;
15 They are brought with joy and gladness, They come into the palace of the king.
Ular huxal-huram, xadliⱪ iqidǝ baxlap kelinidu; Ular birliktǝ padixaⱨning ordisiƣa kirixidu.
16 Instead of thy fathers are thy sons, Thou dost appoint them for princes in all the earth.
«Ata-bowiliringning orniƣa oƣulliring qiⱪidu; Sǝn ularni pütkül jaⱨanƣa ⱨakim ⱪilisǝn.
17 I make mention of Thy name in all generations, Therefore do peoples praise Thee, To the age, and for ever!
Mǝn sening namingni ǝwladdin-ǝwladⱪa yad ǝtküzimǝn; Xunglaxⱪa barliⱪ ⱪowmlar seni ǝbǝdil’ǝbǝdgiqǝ mǝdⱨiyilǝydu».
