Zebur 146

1 Hemdusana! I jénim, Perwerdigarni medhiyile!

Praise ye the LORD! Praise the LORD, O my soul!

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

I will praise the LORD, as long as I live; I will sing praises to my God, while I have my being.

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

Put not your trust in princes, In the son of man, in whom is no help!

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

His breath goeth forth; he returneth to the dust; In that very day his plans perish.

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

Happy is he that hath the God of Jacob for his help; Whose hope is in the LORD, his God;

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

Who made heaven and earth, The sea, and all that is therein; Who keepeth truth for ever;

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

Who executeth judgment for the oppressed; Who giveth food to the hungry. The LORD setteth free the prisoners;

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

The LORD openeth the eyes of the blind; The LORD raiseth up them that are bowed down; The LORD loveth the righteous.

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

The LORD preserveth the strangers; He relieveth the fatherless and the widow; But the way of the wicked he maketh crooked.

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

The LORD shall reign for ever; Thy God, O Zion! to all generations! Praise ye the LORD!