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.
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 Angliƣuqi, Sening aldingƣa barliⱪ ǝt igiliri kelidu.
Thou hearer of prayer! Unto thee, shall all flesh come.
3 Gunaⱨliⱪ ixlar, asiyliⱪlirimiz, [Kǝlkün basⱪandǝk] mǝndin ƣalip kelidu; Lekin Sǝn ularni yepip kǝqürüm ⱪilisǝn;
Iniquitous things, have been too strong for me, As for our transgressions, wilt, thou, by propitiation remove them.
4 Sǝn tallap Ɵzünggǝ yeⱪinlaxturƣan kixi nemidegǝn bǝhtlik! U ⱨoyliliringda makanlixidu; Bizlǝr Sening makaningning, yǝni muⱪǝddǝs ibadǝthanangning bǝrikitidin ⱪanaǝt 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 Sǝn ⱨǝⱪⱪaniyliⱪni namayan ⱪilidiƣan karamǝt wǝ dǝⱨxǝt ixlar bilǝn bizgǝ jawab, I nijatliⱪimiz bolƣan Huda, Pütkül yǝr-dengizlarning qǝt-qǝtliridikilǝrgiqǝ tayanqi Bolƣuqi!
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 Beling ⱪudrǝt bilǝn baƣlanƣan bolup, Küqüng bilǝn taƣlarni bǝrpa ⱪilƣansǝn;
Who setteth fast the mountains by his strength, Being girded with might;
7 Dengizlarning ɵrkǝxligǝn xawⱪunlirini, Dolⱪunlarning xawⱪunlirini, Ⱨǝmdǝ ǝllǝrning quⱪanlirini tinjitⱪuqisǝn!
Who stilleth, The noise of the seas, The noise of their rolling waves, and The tumult of races of men?
8 Jaⱨanning qǝt-qǝtliridǝ turuwatⱪanlar karamǝtliringdin ⱪorⱪidu; Sǝn künqiⱪixtikilǝrni, künpetixtikilǝrni xadlandurisǝn;
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 Yǝr yüzining [ƣemini yǝp] yoⱪlap kelip, uni suƣirisǝn, Uni tolimu munbǝtlǝxtürisǝn. Hudaning dǝrya-eriⱪliri suƣa tolƣandur; Xundaⱪ ⱪilip sularni tǝyyarlap, Kixilǝrni axliⱪ bilǝn tǝminlǝysǝn.
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 Terilƣu etizlarning qɵnǝklirini suƣa ⱪandurisǝn, Ⱪirlirini taraxlaysǝn, Tupraⱪni mol yeƣinlar bilǝn yumxitisǝn; Uningda üngǝnlǝrni bǝrikǝtlǝysǝn.
The ridges thereof, drenching, Settling the furrows thereof, With myriad drops, dost thou soften it, The sprouting thereof, doth thou bless.
11 Sǝn nemǝtliringni yilning ⱨosuliƣa taj ⱪilip ⱪoxup berisǝn; Ⱪǝdǝmliringdin bayaxatliⱪ ⱨǝryanƣa tamidu;
Thou hast set a crown upon thy year of bounty, And, thy tracks, drop fatness;
12 Daladiki yaylaⱪlarƣimu tamidu; Taƣ-dawanlar xat-horamliⱪni ɵzlirigǝ bǝlwaƣ ⱪilidu;
Fruitful are the pastures of the wilderness, And, with exultation, the hills do gird themselves.
13 Kɵklǝmlǝr ⱪoy padiliri bilǝn kiyingǝn, Jilƣilar maysilarƣa ⱪaplinidu; Ular huxalliⱪ bilǝn tǝntǝnǝ ⱪilidu, Bǝrⱨǝⱪ, ular nahxilarni yangritixidu!
Clothed are the pastures with flocks, The valleys also, cover themselves with corn, They shout for joy, yea they sing.
