Psalms 108

1 A Song, a Psalm Of David. My heart is fixed, O God; I will sing, yea, I will sing praises, even with my glory.

Dawutning küy-nahxisi: — Iradǝm qing, i Huda, iradǝm qing; Mǝn mǝdⱨiyǝ nahxilirini eytip, Bǝrⱨǝⱪ, Seni küylǝymǝn, pütün roⱨim bilǝn!

2 Awake, psaltery and harp: I myself will awake right early.

I nǝƣmǝ-sazlirim, oyƣan! Mǝn sǝⱨǝr ⱪuyaxinimu oyƣitimǝn!

3 I will give thanks unto thee, O LORD, among the peoples: and I will sing praises unto thee among the nations.

Hǝlⱪ-millǝtlǝr arisida Seni uluƣlaymǝn, i Pǝrwǝrdigar; Əllǝr arisida Seni küylǝymǝn!

4 For thy mercy is great above the heavens, and thy truth [reacheth] unto the skies.

Qünki ɵzgǝrmǝs muⱨǝbbiting ǝrxlǝrgǝ yǝtküdǝk uluƣtur; Ⱨǝⱪiⱪiting bulutlarƣa taⱪaxti.

5 Be thou exalted, O God, above the heavens: and thy glory above all the earth.

I Huda, xan-xɵⱨriting ǝrxlǝrdin yuⱪiri uluƣlanƣay, Xan-xǝriping yǝr yüzini ⱪapliƣay!

6 That thy beloved may be delivered, save with thy right hand, and answer us.

Ɵz sɵygǝnliringning nijatliⱪ tepixi üqün, Ong ⱪolung bilǝn ⱪutⱪuzƣaysǝn, Duayimni ijabǝt ⱪilƣaysǝn.

7 God hath spoken in his holiness; I will exult: I will divide Shechem, and mete out the valley of Succoth.

Huda Ɵz pak-muⱪǝddǝslikidǝ xundaⱪ degǝn: — «Mǝn tǝntǝnǝ ⱪilimǝn, Mǝn Xǝkǝm diyarini bɵlüp berimǝn, Sukkot wadisini [tǝⱪsim ⱪilixⱪa] ɵlqǝymǝn.

8 Gilead is mine; Manasseh is mine; Ephraim also is the defence of mine head; Judah is my sceptre.

Gilead Manga mǝnsuptur, Manassǝⱨmu Manga mǝnsuptur; Əfraim bolsa beximdiki dubulƣamdur, Yǝⱨuda Mening ǝmr-pǝrman qiⱪarƣuqimdur;

9 Moab is my washpot; upon Edom will I cast my shoe: over Philistia will I shout.

Moab Mening yuyunux jawurumdur; Edomƣa qoruƣumni taxlaymǝn; Mǝn Filistiyǝ üstidin tǝntǝnǝ ⱪilimǝn!».

10 Who will bring me into the fenced city? who hath led me unto Edom?

Kim Meni bu mustǝⱨkǝm xǝⱨǝrgǝ baxlap kirǝlisun? Kim Meni Edomƣa elip baralisun?

11 Hast not thou cast us off, O God? and thou goest not forth, O God, with our hosts.

I Huda, Sǝn bizni rasttinla qǝtkǝ ⱪaⱪtingmu? Ⱪoxunlirimiz bilǝn billǝ jǝnggǝ qiⱪmamsǝn?

12 Give us help against the adversary: for vain is the help of man.

Bizni zulumlardin ⱪutuluxⱪa yardǝmlǝxkǝysǝn, Qünki insanning yardimi bikardur!

13 Through God we shall do valiantly: for he it is that shall tread down our adversaries.

Huda arⱪiliⱪ biz qoⱪum baturluⱪ kɵrsitimiz; Bizgǝ zulum ⱪilƣuqilarni qǝyligüqi dǝl U Ɵzidur!