Psalms 41
1 For the choirmaster. A Psalm of David. Blessed is the one who cares for the poor; the LORD will deliver him in the day of trouble.
Nǝƣmiqilǝrning bexiƣa tapxurulup oⱪulsun dǝp, Dawut yazƣan küy: — Ƣerib-ajizlarƣa ƣǝmhorluⱪ ⱪilƣan kixi nǝⱪǝdǝr bǝhtlik-ⱨǝ! Eƣir künlǝrdǝ Pǝrwǝrdigar uningƣa panaⱨ bolidu.
2 The LORD will protect and preserve him; He will bless him in the land and refuse to surrender him to the will of his foes.
Pǝrwǝrdigar uni ⱪoƣdap, uni aman saⱪlaydu; U zeminda turup bǝhtiyar yaxaydu; Sǝn uni düxmǝnlirining ihtiyariƣa qüxürmǝysǝn!
3 The LORD will sustain him on his bed of illness and restore him from his bed of sickness.
Orun tutup zǝiplixip yatⱪinida, Pǝrwǝrdigar uningƣa dǝrman bolidu; Sǝn uning yatⱪan orun-kɵrpilirini raslap tüzǝxtürüp turisǝn.
4 I said, “O LORD, be gracious to me; heal me, for I have sinned against You.”
Mǝn iltija ⱪilip: — «I Pǝrwǝrdigar, manga meⱨribanliⱪ kɵrsǝtkǝysǝn, Jenimƣa xipaliⱪ bǝrgǝysǝn; Qünki mǝn aldingda gunaⱨ ⱪildim» — dedim.
5 My enemies say with malice: “When will he die and be forgotten?”
Düxmǝnlirim mǝn toƣruluⱪ: — «U ⱪaqanmu ɵlüp, nami-nǝsli ⱪurup ketǝr?» — dǝp manga yamanliⱪ tilǝydu.
6 My visitor speaks falsehood; he gathers slander in his heart; he goes out and spreads it abroad.
Birsi meni kɵrgili kǝlgǝn bolsa, U aldamqi sɵzlǝrni ⱪilidu; Ular kǝynimdin kɵnglidǝ xumluⱪ toplap, Andin sirtlarƣa qiⱪip xu ixlarni tarⱪitip po atidu;
7 All who hate me whisper against me; they imagine the worst for me:
Manga ɵq bolƣanlarning ⱨǝmmisi manga ⱪarita ɵzara kusurlixidu, Ular manga ziyankǝxlik ⱪǝstidǝ bolidu.
8 “A vile disease has been poured into him; he will never get up from where he lies!”
Ular: «Uning bexiƣa jin-xǝytandin bir kesǝl qaplaxti; Əmdi u orun tutup yetip ⱪaldi; U ⱪaytidin turalmaydu» — deyixidu.
9 Even my close friend whom I trusted, the one who shared my bread, has lifted up his heel against me.
Ⱨǝtta sirdixim dǝp ixǝngǝn ⱪǝdinas dostum, Mǝn bilǝn ⱨǝmdastihan bolup tuzumni yegǝnmu manga put atti.
10 But You, O LORD, be gracious to me and raise me up, that I may repay them.
Biraⱪ Sǝn Pǝrwǝrdigar, manga rǝⱨim ⱪilƣaysǝn; Düxmǝnlirimdin intiⱪam elixⱪa, Meni turƣuzƣaysǝn;
11 By this I know that You delight in me, for my enemy does not triumph over me.
Düxminimning üstümdin ƣǝlibǝ ⱪilip xadlanmiƣinidin, Seni mǝndin sɵyünidu, dǝp bilimǝn.
12 In my integrity You uphold me and set me in Your presence forever.
Biraⱪ manga kǝlsǝk, durus bolƣanliⱪimdin, sǝn meni yɵlǝysǝn; Sǝn meni mǝnggü Ɵz ⱨuzurungda ⱪǝd kɵtürütküzüp turƣuzisǝn.
13 Blessed be the LORD, the God of Israel, from everlasting to everlasting. Amen and Amen.
Israilning Hudasi Pǝrwǝrdigarƣa ǝbǝdil’ǝbǝdgiqǝ tǝxǝkkür-mǝdⱨiyǝ ⱪayturulƣay! Amin! Amin!
