Psalms 41
1 Blessed is he who considers a poor man. Jehovah will deliver him in the day of evil.
Neghmichilerning béshigha tapshurulup oqulsun dep, Dawut yazghan küy: — Ghérib-ajizlargha ghemxorluq qilghan kishi neqeder bextlik-he! Éghir künlerde Perwerdigar uninggha panah bolidu.
2 Jehovah will preserve him, and keep him alive, and he shall be blessed upon the earth. And thou do not deliver him to the will of his enemies.
Perwerdigar uni qoghdap, uni aman saqlaydu; U zéminda turup bextiyar yashaydu; Sen uni düshmenlirining ixtiyarigha chüshürmeysen!
3 Jehovah will support him upon the bed of languishing. Thou will make all his bed in his sickness.
Orun tutup zeipliship yatqinida, Perwerdigar uninggha derman bolidu; Sen uning yatqan orun-körpilirini raslap tüzeshtürüp turisen.
4 I said, O Jehovah, have mercy upon me. Heal my soul, for I have sinned against thee.
Men iltija qilip: — «I Perwerdigar, manga méhribanliq körsetkeysen, Jénimgha shipaliq bergeysen; Chünki men aldingda gunah qildim» — dédim.
5 My enemies speak evil against me, saying, When will he die, and his name perish?
Düshmenlirim men toghruluq: — «U qachanmu ölüp, nami-nesli qurup kéter?» — dep manga yamanliq tileydu.
6 And if he comes to see me, he speaks falsehood. His heart gathers iniquity to itself. When he goes abroad, he tells it.
Birsi méni körgili kelgen bolsa, U aldamchi sözlerni qilidu; Ular keynimdin könglide shumluq toplap, Andin sirtlargha chiqip shu ishlarni tarqitip po atidu;
7 All who hate me whisper together against me. Against me they devise my hurt.
Manga öch bolghanlarning hemmisi manga qarita özara kusurlishidu, Ular manga ziyankeshlik qestide bolidu.
8 An evil disease, they say, clings firm to him. And now that he lies he shall rise up no more.
Ular: «Uning béshigha jin-sheytandin bir késel chaplashti; Emdi u orun tutup yétip qaldi; U qaytidin turalmaydu» — déyishidu.
9 Yea, my own familiar friend, in whom I trusted, who ate of my bread, has lifted up his heel against me.
Hetta sirdishim dep ishen’gen qedinas dostum, Men bilen hemdastixan bolup tuzumni yégenmu manga put atti.
10 But thou, O Jehovah, have mercy upon me, and raise me up that I may requite them.
Biraq Sen Perwerdigar, manga rehim qilghaysen; Düshmenlirimdin intiqam élishqa, Méni turghuzghaysen;
11 By this I know that thou delight in me, because my enemy does not triumph over me.
Düshminimning üstümdin ghelibe qilip shadlanmighinidin, Séni mendin söyünidu, dep bilimen.
12 And as for me, thou uphold me in my integrity, and set me before thy face forever.
Biraq manga kelsek, durus bolghanliqimdin, sen méni yöleysen; Sen méni menggü Öz huzurungda qed kötürütküzüp turghuzisen.
13 Blessed be Jehovah, the God of Israel, from everlasting and to everlasting. Truly, and Truly.
Israilning Xudasi Perwerdigargha ebedil’ebedgiche teshekkür-medhiye qayturulghay! Amin! Amin!
