Zebur 103
1 Dawut yazghan küy: — Perwerdigargha teshekkür qaytur, i jénim; I pütün wujudum, Uning muqeddes namigha teshekkür qaytur!
`Of Dauid. Mi soule, blesse thou the Lord; and alle thingis that ben with ynne me, blesse his hooli name.
2 Perwerdigargha teshekkür qaytur, i jénim, Untuma uning barliq méhrimbanliq-beriketlirini;
Mi soule, blesse thou the Lord; and nyle thou foryete alle the yeldyngis of him.
3 U pütkül qebihlikliringni kechüridu, Barliq késelliringge dawa qilidu;
Which doith merci to alle thi wickidnessis; which heelith alle thi sijknessis.
4 Hayatingni hangdin hörlükke qutquzidu, Béshinggha méhir-muhebbet hem rehimdilliqlarni taj qilip kiygüzidu.
Which ayenbieth thi lijf fro deth; which corowneth thee in merci and merciful doyngis.
5 Könglüngni nazunémetler bilen qanduridu; Yashliqing bürkütningkidek yéngilinidu.
Which fillith thi desijr in goodis; thi yongthe schal be renulid as the yongthe of an egle.
6 Perwerdigar barliq ézilgenler üchün heqqaniyliq hem adaletni yürgüzidu;
The Lord doynge mercies; and doom to alle men suffringe wrong.
7 U Öz yollirini Musagha, Qilghanlirini Israillargha namayan qilghan.
He made hise weies knowun to Moises; hise willis to the sones of Israel.
8 Perwerdigar rehimdil we shepqetliktur, U asanliqche achchiqlanmaydu, Uning méhir-muhebbiti téship turidu.
The Lord is merciful doer, and merciful in wille; longe abidinge, and myche merciful.
9 U uzun’ghiche eyiblewermeydu, Yaki ta menggüge ghezipide turiwermeydu.
He schal not be wrooth with outen ende; and he schal not thretne with outen ende.
10 U bizge gunahlirimizgha qarita muamilide bolghan emes, Bizge qebihliklirimizge qarita tégishlikini yandurghan emes.
He dide not to vs aftir oure synnes; nether he yeldide to vs aftir oure wickidnessis.
11 Asman yerdin qanchilik égiz bolsa, Uningdin qorqidighanlargha bolghan muhebbitimu shunchilik zordür.
For bi the hiynesse of heuene fro erthe; he made strong his merci on men dredynge hym.
12 Sherq gherbtin qanchilik yiraqta bolsa, Bizdiki asiyliqlarnimu shunche yiraqlashturdi.
As myche as the eest is fer fro the west; he made fer oure wickidnessis fro vs.
13 Ata balilirigha qandaq köyün’gen bolsa, Perwerdigarmu Özidin qorqidighanlargha shundaq méhribandur.
As a fadir hath merci on sones, the Lord hadde merci on men dredynge him;
14 Chünki U Özi bizning jismimizni bilidu, Tupraqtin ikenlikimizni U ésige alidu.
for he knewe oure makyng.
15 Insan bolsa — uning künliri ot-chöpke oxshaydu, Daladiki güldek ünüp chiqip chéchekleydu;
He bithouyte that we ben dust, a man is as hey; his dai schal flowre out so as a flour of the feeld.
16 Uning üstidin shamal uchup ötidu, U yoq bolidu, esliy makanimu uni qayta tonumaydu.
For the spirit schal passe in hym, and schal not abide; and schal no more knowe his place.
17 Lékin Özidin qorqidighanlargha, Öz ehdisige wapa qilghanlargha, Körsetmilirini orunlash üchün ularni éside tutqanlargha, Perwerdigarning méhir-muhebbiti ezeldin ebedgiche, Heqqaniyiti ewladtin ewladlirigichidur.
But the merci of the Lord is fro with out bigynnyng, and til in to with outen ende; on men dredinge hym. And his riytfulnesse is in to the sones of sones;
to hem that kepen his testament. And ben myndeful of hise comaundementis; to do tho.
19 Perwerdigar textini ershte qurghan, Uning selteniti hemmining üstidin höküm süridu;
The Lord hath maad redi his seete in heuene; and his rewme schal be lord of alle.
20 I sözige qulaq salghuchi, Kalamini ijra qilghuchi, qudriti zor bolghan Uning perishtiliri, Perwerdigargha teshekkür-medhiye qayturunglar!
Aungels of the Lord, blesse ye the Lord; ye myyti in vertu, doynge his word, to here the vois of hise wordis.
21 I siler, Uning barliq qoshunliri, Iradisini ada qilghuchi xizmetkarliri, Perwerdigargha teshekkür-medhiye qayturunglar!
Alle vertues of the Lord, blesse ye the Lord; ye mynystris of hym that doen his wille.
22 I, Uning barliq yasighanliri, Hökümranliqi astidiki barliq jaylarda Perwerdigargha teshekkür-medhiye qayturunglar! I méning jénim, Perwerdigargha teshekkür qaytur!
Alle werkis of the Lord, blesse ye the Lord, in ech place of his lordschipe; my soule, blesse thou the Lord.
