Psalms 126

1 A Song of degrees. When Jehovah turned the captivity of Zion, we were like them that dream.

«Yuqirigha chiqish naxshisi» Perwerdigar Ziondin sürgün bolghanlarni qayturup kelgende, Biz chüsh körgendekla bolduq;

2 Then was our mouth filled with laughter, and our tongue with rejoicing: then said they among the nations, Jehovah hath done great things for them.

Aghzimiz külkige, Tilimiz shadlinishqa toldi; Shu tapta eller arisida ular: — «Perwerdigar ulargha zor ishlarni qilip berdi» — déyishti.

3 Jehovah hath done great things for us; [and] we are joyful.

Perwerdigar derweqe biz üchün zor ishlarni qildi, Biz bulardin shadlinimiz.

4 Turn our captivity, O Jehovah, as the streams in the south.

Jenubtiki quruq ériqlar [shar-shar sulargha] aylandurulghandek, Biz tutqunlarnimu öz erkimizge qayturghaysen, i Perwerdigar;

5 They that sow in tears shall reap with rejoicing:

Köz yashlirini éqitip térighanlar shadliq bilen orar;

6 He goeth forth and weepeth, bearing seed for scattering; he cometh again with rejoicing, bearing his sheaves.

Yighlap yürüp chachidighan uruqni kötürgen kishi, Berheq, shadliq-tentene bilen orighan baghlirini kötürüp qaytip kélidu.