Psalms 41
1 Unto the end, a psalm for David himself. Blessed is he that understandeth concerning the needy and the poor: the Lord will deliver him in the evil day.
Neghmichilerning béshigha tapshurulup oqulsun dep, Dawut yazghan küy: — Ghérib-ajizlargha ghemxorluq qilghan kishi neqeder bextlik-he! Éghir künlerde Perwerdigar uninggha panah bolidu.
2 The Lord preserve him and give him life, and make him blessed upon the earth: and deliver him not up to the will of his enemies.
Perwerdigar uni qoghdap, uni aman saqlaydu; U zéminda turup bextiyar yashaydu; Sen uni düshmenlirining ixtiyarigha chüshürmeysen!
3 The Lord help him on his bed of sorrow: thou hast turned all his couch in his sickness.
Orun tutup zeipliship yatqinida, Perwerdigar uninggha derman bolidu; Sen uning yatqan orun-körpilirini raslap tüzeshtürüp turisen.
4 I said: O Lord, be thou merciful to 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 have spoken evils against me: when shall he die and his name perish?
Düshmenlirim men toghruluq: — «U qachanmu ölüp, nami-nesli qurup kéter?» — dep manga yamanliq tileydu.
6 And if he came in to see me, he spoke vain things: his heart gathered together iniquity to itself. He went out and spoke to the same purpose.
Birsi méni körgili kelgen bolsa, U aldamchi sözlerni qilidu; Ular keynimdin könglide shumluq toplap, Andin sirtlargha chiqip shu ishlarni tarqitip po atidu;
7 All my enemies whispered together against me: they devised evils to me.
Manga öch bolghanlarning hemmisi manga qarita özara kusurlishidu, Ular manga ziyankeshlik qestide bolidu.
8 They determined against me an unjust word: shall he that sleepeth rise again no more?
Ular: «Uning béshigha jin-sheytandin bir késel chaplashti; Emdi u orun tutup yétip qaldi; U qaytidin turalmaydu» — déyishidu.
9 For even the man of peace, in whom I trusted, who ate my bread, hath greatly supplanted me.
Hetta sirdishim dep ishen’gen qedinas dostum, Men bilen hemdastixan bolup tuzumni yégenmu manga put atti.
10 But thou, O Lord, have mercy on me, and raise me up again: and I will requite them.
Biraq Sen Perwerdigar, manga rehim qilghaysen; Düshmenlirimdin intiqam élishqa, Méni turghuzghaysen;
11 By this I know, that thou hast had a good will for me: because my enemy shall not rejoice over me.
Düshminimning üstümdin ghelibe qilip shadlanmighinidin, Séni mendin söyünidu, dep bilimen.
12 But thou hast upheld me by reason of my innocence: and hast established me in thy sight for ever.
Biraq manga kelsek, durus bolghanliqimdin, sen méni yöleysen; Sen méni menggü Öz huzurungda qed kötürütküzüp turghuzisen.
13 Blessed by the Lord the God of Israel from eternity to eternity. So be it. So be it.
Israilning Xudasi Perwerdigargha ebedil’ebedgiche teshekkür-medhiye qayturulghay! Amin! Amin!
