Zǝbur 21

1 Nǝƣmiqilǝrning bexiƣa tapxurulup oⱪulsun dǝp, Dawut yazƣan küy: — Padixaⱨ ⱪudritingdin xadlinidu, i Pǝrwǝrdigar; Ƣǝlibǝ-nijatliⱪingdin u nǝⱪǝdǝr hursǝn bolidu!

To the Overseer. — A Psalm of David. Jehovah, in Thy strength is the king joyful, In Thy salvation how greatly he rejoiceth.

2 Sǝn uning kɵngül tilikini uningƣa ata ⱪilding, Lǝwlirining tǝlipini rǝt ⱪilƣan ǝmǝssǝn. (Selaⱨ)

The desire of his heart Thou gavest to him, And the request of his lips Thou hast not withheld. (Selah)

3 Qünki Sǝn esil bǝrikǝtlǝr bilǝn uni ⱪarxi alding; Uning bexiƣa sap altun taj kiydürdüng.

For Thou puttest before him blessings of goodness, Thou settest on his head a crown of fine gold.

4 U Sǝndin ɵmür tilisǝ, Sǝn uningƣa bǝrding, Yǝni uzun künlǝrni, taki ǝbǝdil’ǝbǝdgiqǝ bǝrding.

Life he hath asked from Thee, Thou hast given to him — length of days, Age-during — and for ever.

5 U Sening bǝrgǝn ƣǝlibǝ-nijatliⱪingdin zor xǝrǝp ⱪuqti; Sǝn uningƣa izzǝt-ⱨǝywǝt ⱨǝm xanu-xǝwkǝt ⱪondurdung.

Great [is] his honour in Thy salvation, Honour and majesty Thou placest on him.

6 Sǝn uning ɵzini mǝnggülük bǝrikǝtlǝr ⱪilding; Didaringning xadliⱪi bilǝn uni zor hursǝn ⱪilding;

For Thou makest him blessings for ever, Thou dost cause him to rejoice with joy, By Thy countenance.

7 Qünki padixaⱨ Pǝrwǝrdigarƣa tayinidu; Ⱨǝmmidin Aliy Bolƣuqining ɵzgǝrmǝs muⱨǝbbiti bilǝn u ⱨeq tǝwrǝnmǝydu.

For the king is trusting in Jehovah, And in the kindness of the Most High He is not moved.

8 Sening ⱪolung barliⱪ düxmǝnliringni tepip, axkarǝ ⱪilidu; Ong ⱪolung Sanga ɵqmǝnlik ⱪilƣanlarni tepip axkarǝ ⱪilidu;

Thy hand cometh to all Thine enemies, Thy right hand doth find Thy haters.

9 Sening didaring kɵrüngǝn kündǝ, ularni yalⱪunluⱪ humdanƣa salƣandǝk kɵydürisǝn; Pǝrwǝrdigar dǝrƣǝzǝp bilǝn ularni yutuwetidu; Ot ularni kɵydürüp tügitidu.

Thou makest them as a furnace of fire, At the time of Thy presence. Jehovah in His anger doth swallow them, And fire doth devour them.

10 Ularning tuhumini jaⱨandin, Nǝsillirini kixilik dunyadin ⱪuritisǝn;

Their fruit from earth Thou destroyest, And their seed from the sons of men.

11 Qünki ular Sanga yamanliⱪ ⱪilixⱪa urundi; Ular rǝzil bir nǝyrǝngni oylap qiⱪⱪini bilǝn, Əmma ƣǝlibǝ ⱪilalmidi.

For they stretched out against Thee evil, They devised a wicked device, they prevail not,

12 Qünki Sǝn ularni kǝynigǝ buruluxⱪa mǝjbur ⱪilding; Sǝn ularning yüzigǝ ⱪarap oⱪyayingni qǝnlǝysǝn.

For Thou makest them a butt, When Thy strings Thou preparest against their faces.

13 I Pǝrwǝrdigar, Ɵz küqüng bilǝn uluƣluⱪungni namayan ⱪilƣaysǝn; Xuning bilǝn biz nahxa eytip ⱪudritingni mǝdⱨiyilǝymiz.

Be Thou exalted, O Jehovah in, Thy strength, We sing and we praise Thy might!