Zǝbur 65
1 Nǝƣmiqilǝrning bexiƣa tapxurulup oⱪulsun dǝp, Dawut yazƣan küy-nahxa: — Zionda, mǝdⱨiyǝ süküt iqidǝ Seni kütidu, i Huda; Sanga ⱪilƣan wǝdǝ ǝmǝlgǝ axurulidu.
For the music director. A psalm of David. A song. God, you deserve to be praised, and in Zion we will keep our promises to you.
2 I, dua Angliƣuqi, Sening aldingƣa barliⱪ ǝt igiliri kelidu.
You hear our prayers; everyone comes to you.
3 Gunaⱨliⱪ ixlar, asiyliⱪlirimiz, [Kǝlkün basⱪandǝk] mǝndin ƣalip kelidu; Lekin Sǝn ularni yepip kǝqürüm ⱪilisǝn;
Even though we're drowning in our sins and our disobedience, you forgive us.
4 Sǝn tallap Ɵzünggǝ yeⱪinlaxturƣan kixi nemidegǝn bǝhtlik! U ⱨoyliliringda makanlixidu; Bizlǝr Sening makaningning, yǝni muⱪǝddǝs ibadǝthanangning bǝrikitidin ⱪanaǝt tapimiz;
Happy are those you choose to keep close to you, those who live in your courts! We are delighted with the blessings we receive in your house, your holy Temple!
5 Sǝn ⱨǝⱪⱪaniyliⱪni namayan ⱪilidiƣan karamǝt wǝ dǝⱨxǝt ixlar bilǝn bizgǝ jawab, I nijatliⱪimiz bolƣan Huda, Pütkül yǝr-dengizlarning qǝt-qǝtliridikilǝrgiqǝ tayanqi Bolƣuqi!
In your goodness you answer us through the wonderful things you do, God of our salvation. You can be trusted by everyone on earth, including those sailing distant oceans.
6 Beling ⱪudrǝt bilǝn baƣlanƣan bolup, Küqüng bilǝn taƣlarni bǝrpa ⱪilƣansǝn;
You made the mountains by your power, for you have great strength.
7 Dengizlarning ɵrkǝxligǝn xawⱪunlirini, Dolⱪunlarning xawⱪunlirini, Ⱨǝmdǝ ǝllǝrning quⱪanlirini tinjitⱪuqisǝn!
You calm the raging seas and crashing waves, you silence the noisy shouts of the nations.
8 Jaⱨanning qǝt-qǝtliridǝ turuwatⱪanlar karamǝtliringdin ⱪorⱪidu; Sǝn künqiⱪixtikilǝrni, künpetixtikilǝrni xadlandurisǝn;
Everyone, even those in distant lands, are amazed by the wonderful things you do, from the east to the west they sing for joy.
9 Yǝr yüzining [ƣemini yǝp] yoⱪlap kelip, uni suƣirisǝn, Uni tolimu munbǝtlǝxtürisǝn. Hudaning dǝrya-eriⱪliri suƣa tolƣandur; Xundaⱪ ⱪilip sularni tǝyyarlap, Kixilǝrni axliⱪ bilǝn tǝminlǝysǝn.
You care for the earth and water it; you make it very productive. God, your river is full of water to grow the grain—this is what you have planned.
10 Terilƣu etizlarning qɵnǝklirini suƣa ⱪandurisǝn, Ⱪirlirini taraxlaysǝn, Tupraⱪni mol yeƣinlar bilǝn yumxitisǝn; Uningda üngǝnlǝrni bǝrikǝtlǝysǝn.
You fill the ploughed furrows with water, you soften the ridges; you bless the growing crops.
11 Sǝn nemǝtliringni yilning ⱨosuliƣa taj ⱪilip ⱪoxup berisǝn; Ⱪǝdǝmliringdin bayaxatliⱪ ⱨǝryanƣa tamidu;
You make the high point of the year a wonderful harvest, filling the wagons with good things.
12 Daladiki yaylaⱪlarƣimu tamidu; Taƣ-dawanlar xat-horamliⱪni ɵzlirigǝ bǝlwaƣ ⱪilidu;
The pastures in the wilderness grow lush; the hillsides are clothed in bright flowers.
13 Kɵklǝmlǝr ⱪoy padiliri bilǝn kiyingǝn, Jilƣilar maysilarƣa ⱪaplinidu; Ular huxalliⱪ bilǝn tǝntǝnǝ ⱪilidu, Bǝrⱨǝⱪ, ular nahxilarni yangritixidu!
The meadows are covered with flocks of sheep, and the valleys with fields of grain. Everything triumphantly sings for joy.
