Psalms 31
1 Unto the end, a psalm for David, in an ecstasy. In thee, O Lord, have I hoped, let me never be confounded: deliver me in thy justice.
Neghmichilerning béshigha tapshurulup oqulsun dep, Dawut yazghan küy: — Sen Perwerdigarni, men bashpanah qildim; Méni héchqachan yerge qaritip qoymighaysen; Öz heqqaniyliqing bilen méni azad qilip qutquzghaysen;
2 Bow down thy ear to me: make haste to deliver me. Be thou unto me a God, a protector, and a house of refuge, to save me.
Manga qulaq salghaysen, méni tézrek qutquzuwalghaysen; Manga qoram tash, Özümni qoghdaydighan qorghanliq qel’e bolghaysen.
3 For thou art my strength and my refuge; and for thy name’s sake thou wilt lead me, and nourish me.
Chünki Sen méning uyultéshim, méning qorghinimdursen; Shunga Öz naming üchün méni yétekligeysen, méni bashlighaysen.
4 Thou wilt bring me out of this snare, which they have hidden for me: for thou art my protector.
Manga yoshurun sélin’ghan tuzaqtin qedemlirimni tartqaysen; Chünki Sen méning bashpanahimdursen.
5 Into thy hands I commend my spirit: thou hast redeemed me, O Lord, the God of truth.
Men rohimni qolunggha tapshurdum; Sen manga nijatliq qilip hörlükke chiqarghansen, i Perwerdigar, heq Tengri.
6 Thou hast hated them that regard vanities, to no purpose. But I have hoped in the Lord:
Yalghan ilahlargha choqunidighanlardin yirginip keldim; Men bolsam Perwerdigargha étiqad qilimen.
7 I will be glad and rejoice in thy mercy. For thou best regarded my humility, thou hast saved my soul out of distresses.
Özgermes muhebbiting bilen xushal bolup shadlinimen; Chünki méning xarliqimni kördüngsen; Jénimning azap-oqubetliridin xewer tapting.
8 And thou hast not shut me up in the hands of the enemy: thou hast set my feet in a spacious place.
Méni düshmenlirimning qoligha chüshürmiding, Belki putlirimni kengri jaygha turghuzdung.
9 Have mercy on me, O Lord, for I am afflicted: my eye is troubled with wrath, my soul, and my belly:
I Perwerdigar, manga rehim-shepqet körsetkeysen, Chünki béshimgha külpet chüshti; Derd-elemdin közüm tügüshey dep qaldi, Jénim, wujudummu shundaq.
10 For my life is wasted with grief: and my years in sighs. My strength is weakened through poverty and my bones are disturbed.
Hayatim qayghu-hesret bilen, Yillirim ghem-ghusse bilen uprawatidu. Gunahim tüpeylidin maghdurum kétey dep qaldi, Ustixanlirim sizip ketti.
11 I am become a reproach among all my enemies, and very much to my neighbours; and a fear to my acquaintance. They that saw me without fled from me.
Men reqiblirimning iza-ahanitige qaldim, Yéqinlirim aldida téximu shundaq; Tonushlirimghimu bir wehime boldum; Kochida méni körgenlermu mendin dajip qachidu.
12 I am forgotten as one dead from the heart. I am become as a vessel that is destroyed.
Hemmeylen méni ölgen ademdek, könglidin chiqirip tashlashti; Puchuq chinidek bolup qaldim.
13 For I have heard the blame of many that dwell round about. While they assembled together against me, they consulted to take away my life.
Chünki nurghunlarning töhmetlirini anglidim, Wehime terep-tereplerde turidu; Ular manga hujum qilishqa meslihetlishiwatidu, Jénimni élishqa qest qilishiwatidu.
14 But I have put my trust in thee, O Lord: I said: Thou art my God.
Biraq men Sanga tayinimen, i Perwerdigar; «Sen méning Xudayim!» — dédim.
15 My lots are in thy hands. Deliver me out of the hands of my enemies; and from them that persecute me.
Méning künlirim Séning qolungdidur; Méni düshmenlirimning qolidin hem manga ziyankeshlik qilghuchilardin qutquzghaysen.
16 Make thy face to shine upon thy servant; save me in thy mercy.
Qulunggha didaringning jilwisini chüshürgeysen; Özgermes muhebbiting bilen manga nijatliq ata qilghaysen.
17 Let me not be confounded, O Lord, for I have called upon thee. Let the wicked be ashamed, and be brought down to hell. (Sheol h7585)
I Perwerdigar, méni yerge qaritip qoymighaysen; Chünki men Sanga iltija qildim; Reziller yerge qarap qalsun; Ularning tehtisarada zuwani tutulsun; (Sheol h7585)
18 Let deceitful lips be made dumb. Which speak iniquity against the just, with pride and abuse.
Yalghan lewler zuwandin qalsun! Ular heqqaniylarni xalighanche mazaq qilip tekebburluq bilen sözlimekte!
19 O how great is the multitude of thy sweetness, O Lord, which thou hast hidden for them that fear thee! Which thou hast wrought for them that hope in thee, in the sight of the sons of men.
Özüngni bashpanah qilghanlar üchün insan balilirining köz aldida körsetken iltipatliring, Yeni Özüngdin qorqidighanlar üchün, saqlighan iltipat-németliring neqeder moldur!
20 Thou shalt hide them in the secret of thy face, from the disturbance of men. Thou shalt protect them in thy tabernacle from the contradiction of tongues.
Sen ularni insanlarning suyiqestliridin Öz huzurungdiki yoshurun dalda jaygha alisen; Sen ularni til-ahanetlerdin sayiwiningde yoshurup qoyisen.
21 Blessed be the Lord, for he hath shewn his wonderful mercy to me in a fortified city.
Perwerdigargha teshekkür-medhiyiler yollansun! Chünki U özgermes muhebbitini zulmetlik bir sheherde ajayib nimayen qildi!
22 But I said in the excess of my mind: I am cast away from before thy eyes. Therefore thou hast heard the voice of my prayer, when I cried to thee.
Chünki men dekke-dükkide hoduqup: — Séni, méni közidin chiqirip qoydimikin, dep qorqqanidim; Halbuki, men nale kötürüp yélin’ghinimda, peryadimgha qulaq salding.
23 O love the Lord, all ye his saints: for the Lord will require truth, and will repay them abundantly that act proudly.
Perwerdigarni söyünglar, i Uning barliq mömin bendiliri! Perwerdigar Özige sadiqlarni qoghdaydu, Hem tekebburluq bilen ish qilghuchilarning qilmishlirini öz béshigha hessilep qayturidu!
24 Do ye manfully, and let your heart be strengthened, all ye that hope in the Lord.
I Perwerdigarni telmürüp kütkenler, Jigerlik bol, qelbing merdane qilinsun!
