Zebur 65
1 Neghmichilerning béshigha tapshurulup oqulsun dep, Dawut yazghan küy-naxsha: — Zionda, medhiye süküt ichide Séni kütidu, i Xuda; Sanga qilghan wede emelge ashurulidu.
To the Chief Musician. A Melody of David—a song. Thine, are silence [and] praise, O God, in Zion, —And, to thee, shall be paid the vow.
2 I, dua Anglighuchi, Séning aldinggha barliq et igiliri kélidu.
Thou hearer of prayer! Unto thee, shall all flesh come.
3 Gunahliq ishlar, asiyliqlirimiz, [Kelkün basqandek] mendin ghalip kélidu; Lékin Sen ularni yépip kechürüm qilisen;
Iniquitous things, have been too strong for me, As for our transgressions, wilt, thou, by propitiation remove them.
4 Sen tallap Özüngge yéqinlashturghan kishi némidégen bextlik! U hoyliliringda makanlishidu; Bizler Séning makaningning, yeni muqeddes ibadetxanangning berikitidin qanaet tapimiz;
How happy the man thou shalt choose and bring near! He shall abide in thy courts, —We shall be satisfied with, The blessing of thy house, The holiness of thy temple.
5 Sen heqqaniyliqni namayan qilidighan karamet we dehshet ishlar bilen bizge jawab, I nijatliqimiz bolghan Xuda, Pütkül yer-déngizlarning chet-chetliridikilergiche tayanchi Bolghuchi!
By things reverend in righteousness, wilt thou answer us, O God of our salvation, The confidence of all the ends of the earth, And of the sea far away;
6 Béling qudret bilen baghlan’ghan bolup, Küchüng bilen taghlarni berpa qilghansen;
Who setteth fast the mountains by his strength, Being girded with might;
7 Déngizlarning örkeshligen shawqunlirini, Dolqunlarning shawqunlirini, Hemde ellerning chuqanlirini tinjitquchisen!
Who stilleth, The noise of the seas, The noise of their rolling waves, and The tumult of races of men?
8 Jahanning chet-chetliride turuwatqanlar karametliringdin qorqidu; Sen künchiqishtikilerni, künpétishtikilerni shadlandurisen;
Yea the dwellers in the uttermost parts have feared at thy tokens, The goings forth of morning and evening, thou causest to shout for joy.
9 Yer yüzining [ghémini yep] yoqlap kélip, uni sughirisen, Uni tolimu munbetleshtürisen. Xudaning derya-ériqliri sugha tolghandur; Shundaq qilip sularni teyyarlap, Kishilerni ashliq bilen teminleysen.
Thou hast visited the earth, and made it abound, Abundantly, dost thou enrich it—The channel of God, is full of waters, Thou preparest their corn, Yea, thus, dost thou prepare it:
10 Térilghu étizlarning chöneklirini sugha qandurisen, Qirlirini tarashlaysen, Tupraqni mol yéghinlar bilen yumshitisen; Uningda ün’genlerni beriketleysen.
The ridges thereof, drenching, Settling the furrows thereof, With myriad drops, dost thou soften it, The sprouting thereof, doth thou bless.
11 Sen németliringni yilning hosuligha taj qilip qoshup bérisen; Qedemliringdin bayashatliq heryan’gha tamidu;
Thou hast set a crown upon thy year of bounty, And, thy tracks, drop fatness;
12 Daladiki yaylaqlarghimu tamidu; Tagh-dawanlar shat-xoramliqni özlirige belwagh qilidu;
Fruitful are the pastures of the wilderness, And, with exultation, the hills do gird themselves.
13 Köklemler qoy padiliri bilen kiyin’gen, Jilghilar maysilargha qaplinidu; Ular xushalliq bilen tentene qilidu, Berheq, ular naxshilarni yangritishidu!
Clothed are the pastures with flocks, The valleys also, cover themselves with corn, They shout for joy, yea they sing.
