Psalms 56
1 For the choirmaster. To the tune of “A Dove on Distant Oaks.” A Miktam of David, when the Philistines seized him in Gath. Be merciful to me, O God, for men are hounding me; all day they press their attack.
Neghmichilerning béshigha tapshurulup, «Xilwettiki dub derexliridiki paxtek» dégen ahangda oqulsun dep, Dawut yazghan «Mixtam» küy (Filistiyler Gat shehiride uni esirge alghanda yézilghan): — I Xuda, manga shepqet körsetkeysen, Chünki insanlarning nepsi yoghinap méni qoghlimaqta; Kün boyi ular men bilen jeng qilip méni basmaqta;
2 My enemies pursue me all day long, for many proudly assail me.
Méni közligen reqiblirimning nepsi yoghinap kün boyi méni qoghlimaqta; Manga heywe qilip jeng qilghuchilar intayin köptur!
3 When I am afraid, I put my trust in You.
Men qorqqan künümde, Men Sanga tayinimen.
4 In God, whose word I praise— in God I trust. I will not be afraid. What can man do to me?
Men söz-kalamini ulugh dep medhiyeleydighan Xudagha, Xudaghila tayinimen; Men qorqmaymen; Nahayiti bir et igisi méni néme qilalisun?
5 All day long they twist my words; all their thoughts are on my demise.
Ular kün boyi sözlirimni burmilaydu, Ularning barliq oyi manga ziyankeshlik qilishtur;
6 They conspire, they lurk, they watch my steps while they wait to take my life.
Ular top bolup ademni qestiliship, yoshurunidu; Péyimge chüshüp, jénimni élishni kütidu.
7 In spite of such sin, will they escape? In Your anger, O God, cast down the nations.
[Gunah] bilen gunahni yépip qachsa bolamdu? Gheziping bilen ellerni yerge urghaysen, i Xuda!
8 You have taken account of my wanderings. Put my tears in Your bottle— are they not in Your book?
Méning sersanliqlirimni özüng sanap kelgen; Közdin aqqan yashlirimni tulumunggha toplap saqlighaysen; Bular deptiringde pütüklük emesmu?
9 Then my enemies will retreat on the day I cry for help. By this I will know that God is on my side.
Shuning bilen men Sanga nida qilghan künde, Düshmenlirim chékinidu; Men shuni bildimki — Xuda men tereptidur!
10 In God, whose word I praise, in the LORD, whose word I praise,
Xudani — Uning söz-kalamini ulughlaymen! Perwerdigarni — Uning söz-kalamini ulughlaymen!
11 in God I trust; I will not be afraid. What can man do to me?
Xudanila tayanchim qildim — Men qorqmaymen, nahayiti shu bir insan méni néme qilalisun?
12 Your vows are upon me, O God; I will render thank offerings to You.
Sanga qilghan wedilirimge wapa qilimen, i Xuda; Sanga teshekkür qurbanliqlirini sunimen.
13 For You have delivered my soul from death, and my feet from stumbling, that I may walk before God in the light of life.
Chünki Sen jénimni ölümdin qutuldurghansen; Sen putlirimni putlishishtin saqlimamsen? Shuning bilen men Xudaning huzurida, tirikler turidighan yoruqluqta mangimen.
