Psalms 30

1 A Psalme or song of the dedication of the house of David. I will magnifie thee, O Lord: for thou hast exalted mee, and hast not made my foe to reioyce ouer me.

Muqeddes ibadetxanini Xudagha atashni tebriklep, Dawut yazghan küy: — Men Séni aliy dep ulughlaymen, i Perwerdigar, Chünki Sen méni pestin yuqiri kötürdüng, Düshmenlirimni üstümdin xushallandurmiding.

2 O Lord my God, I cried vnto thee, and thou hast restored me.

I Perwerdigar Xudayim, men Sanga nale kötürdüm, Sen méni saqaytting.

3 O Lord, thou hast brought vp my soule out of the graue: thou hast reuiued me from them that goe downe into the pit. (Sheol h7585)

I Perwerdigar, Sen tehtisaradin jénimni élip chiqting, Hanggha chüshidighanlar arisidin manga hayat bérip saqliding. (Sheol h7585)

4 Sing praises vnto the Lord, ye his Saintes, and giue thankes before the remembrance of his Holinesse.

Perwerdigargha küy éytinglar, i Uning ixlasmen bendiliri, Uning pak-muqeddeslikini yad étip teshekkür éytinglar.

5 For he endureth but a while in his anger: but in his fauour is life: weeping may abide at euening, but ioy commeth in the morning.

Chünki Uning ghezipi deqiqide ötüp kétidu, Shapaiti bolsa ömürwayet bolidu; Yigha-zar kéchiche qonup qalsimu, Xushalliq tang seher bilen teng kélidu.

6 And in my prosperitie I sayde, I shall neuer be moued.

Men bolsam öz rahet-paraghitimde: «Menggüge tewrenmey muqim turimen» — dédim.

7 For thou Lord of thy goodnes hadest made my mountaine to stande strong: but thou didest hide thy face, and I was troubled.

Perwerdigar, shapaiting bilen, méning téghimni mustehkem turghuzghaniding; Emma Sen didaringni qachurup yoshurdung; Men alaqzade bolup kettim;

8 Then cried I vnto thee, O Lord, and praied to my Lord.

Men Sanga nale-peryad kötürdüm, i Perwerdigar; Men [Sen] Rebke iltija qildim: —

9 What profite is there in my blood, when I go downe to the pit? shall the dust giue thankes vnto thee? or shall it declare thy trueth?

— Méning qénim tökülüp, hanggha kirsem néme paydisi bardur? Topa-chang Séni medhiyilemdu? U heqiqitingni jakarliyalamdu?

10 Heare, O Lord, and haue mercy vpon me: Lord, be thou mine helper.

Anglighaysen, i Perwerdigar, manga shepqet körsetkeysen; I Perwerdigar, manga yardemde bolghaysen!

11 Thou hast turned my mourning into ioy: thou hast loosed my sacke and girded mee with gladnesse.

Sen matem qayghusini ussul oynashlargha aylandurdung; [Haziliq] böz kiyimimni salduriwétip, Manga xushalliqni belwagh qilip baghliding;

12 Therefore shall my tongue praise thee and not cease: O Lord my God, I will giue thankes vnto thee for euer.

Shunga méning rohim süküt qilmay, Sanga küyler oqusun! I Perwerdigar, méning Xudayim, Sanga ebedil’ebedgiche teshekkürlerni éytimen!