Zebur 2

1 Eller némishqa chuqan salidu? Néme üchün xelqler bikardin-bikar suyiqest oylaydu?

Why have nations tumultuously assembled? And do peoples meditate vanity?

2 Dunyadiki padishahlar sepke tizilip, Emeldarlar qara niyet eyliship, Perwerdigar we Uning Mesihi bilen qarshiliship: —

Station themselves do kings of the earth, And princes have been united together, Against Jehovah, and against His Messiah:

3 «Ularning cheklimilirini chörüwéteyli, Ularning asaretlirini buzup tashlayli!» — déyishidu.

'Let us draw off Their cords, And cast from us Their thick bands.'

4 Asmanda olturghuchi külidu, Reb ularni mazaq qilidu;

He who is sitting in the heavens doth laugh, The Lord doth mock at them.

5 Hem achchiqida ulargha sözlep, Qehri bilen ularni wehimige sélip: —

Then doth He speak unto them in His anger, And in His wrath He doth trouble them:

6 «Özüm bolsam Zionda, yeni muqeddes téghimda, Özüm mesih qilghan padishahni tiklidim».

'And I — I have anointed My King, Upon Zion — My holy hill.'

7 «Men [ershtiki] permanni jakarlaymenki, Perwerdigar manga: — «Sen Méning oghlum; Özüm séni bügünki künde tughuldurdum;

I declare concerning a statute: Jehovah said unto me, 'My Son Thou [art], I to-day have brought thee forth.

8 Mendin sora, Men sanga miras bolushqa ellerni, Teelluqung bolushqa yer yüzini chet-chetlirigiche bérimen;

Ask of Me and I give nations — thy inheritance, And thy possession — the ends of earth.

9 Sen tömür tayaq bilen ularni bitchit qiliwétisen; Sapal chinini kukum-talqan qilghandek, sen ularni pare-pare qiliwétisen» — dédi».

Thou dost rule them with a sceptre of iron, As a vessel of a potter Thou dost crush them.'

10 Emdi, hey padishahlar, eqildar bolunglar! Jahandiki soraqchilar sawaq élinglar;

And now, O kings, act wisely, Be instructed, O judges of earth,

11 Perwerdigardin qorqush bilen uning xizmitide bolunglar; Titrek ichide xushallininglar!

Serve ye Jehovah with fear, And rejoice with trembling.

12 Oghulning ghezipining qozghalmasliqi üchün, Uni söyünglar; Chünki uning ghezipi sella qaynisa, Yolunglardila halak bolisiler; Uninggha tayan’ghanlar neqeder bextliktur!

Kiss the Chosen One, lest He be angry, And ye lose the way, When His anger burneth but a little, O the happiness of all trusting in Him!