Zebur 90
1 Xudaning adimi bolghan Musaning duasi: — Ya Rebbim, Sen barliq dewrde bizge makan bolup kéliwatisen;
A prayer of Moses, the man of God. Lord, you have been a home to us one generation after another.
2 Taghlar wujudqa kelmestin burun, Sen yer we alemni shekillendürmestin burun, Ezeldin ebedgiche Tengridursen.
Before the mountains were born, or the earth and the world were brought forth, from everlasting to everlasting you are God.
3 Sen insanni tupraqqa aylandurup: — «Hey, insan baliliri, qaytinglar!» — deysen.
You bring us back to the dust, you summon mortals to return.
4 Mana, Séning neziringde ming yil — Ötüp ketken tünügünki bir kün, Tündiki bir jésektur, xalas.
For you see a thousand years as the passing of yesterday, as a watch in the night.
5 Sen ademlerni su tashqinidek élip kétisen, Ular ötüp ketken bir uyqudek, Tang seherde ünüp chiqqan ot-chöpke oxshaydu —
Your floods sweep them away; they are like a dream, or like grass which sprouts in the morning,
6 Etigende ular kökirip ünidu, Kéchisi bolsa késilip, soliship kéter.
which blossoms and sprouts in the morning, but by evening is cut and withered.
7 Chünki biz gheziping bilen yoqaymiz, Qehring bilen dekke-dükkide qalimiz.
For your anger consumes us, the heat of your wrath confounds us.
8 Sen qebihliklirimizni köz aldinggha, Yoshurun qilmishlirimizni jamalingning nuri aldigha qoydung.
Our sins you have set before you, our secrets in the light of your face.
9 Barliq künlirimiz dergheziping astida ötüp kétidu, Yillirimizni bir uh tartish bilenla tügitimiz.
For through your wrath our days are declining, we bring our years to an end as a sigh.
10 Ömrimizning yilliri yetmish yil, Maghdurimiz bar bolsa seksen yil; Biraq ularning pexri japa we bihudiliktur; Hayat tézlik bilen üzer, Mana, biz uchup kettuq.
The span of our life is seventy years, or, if we are strong, maybe eighty; yet is their breadth but empty toil, for swiftly they go, and we fly away.
11 Sanga bolghan hörmet-eyminishning az-köplükige qarap hésablinidighan, Achchiqingning shidditini kim bilsun?
Who lays to heart the power of your anger? Or who stands in reverent awe of your wrath?
12 Shunga könglimizni danaliqqa qoyushimiz üchün, Künlirimizni sanashni bizge ögetkeysen!
O teach us to count our days so our minds may learn wisdom.
13 Yénimizgha qaytqaysen, i Perwerdigar, Séni qachan’ghiche...?! Qulliringgha rehim qilghaysen!
Return, O Lord; why so long? Relent on your servants.
14 Bizni etigende özgermes muhebbiting bilen qandurghaysen; Undaqta barliq künlirimizde küylerni yangritip shadlinimiz.
Grant us your love to the full in the morning, that all our days we may shout for joy.
15 Sen bizni japagha chömgen künlerge asasen, Külpetni körgen yillirimizgha asasen yene xursen qilghin!
Make us glad for the days you have humbled us, for the evil years we have seen.
16 Ulugh ishliring qulliringgha körün’gey, Shanu-shewkiting ularning oghullirighimu ashkara bolghay!
Let your servants see you in action, show your majesty to their children.
17 Perwerdigar Xudayimizning shérin merhemiti üstimizde bolghay, Qolimizning ishlirini üstimizge beriketlik qilghaysen, Berheq, qolimizning ishlirini beriketlik qilghaysen!
Let the grace of the Lord our God be upon us, uphold what our hands are striving to do.
