Psalms 41
1 Blessed is he that considers the poor: the LORD will deliver him in time of trouble.
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 will preserve him, and keep him alive; and he shall be blessed on the earth: and you will not deliver him 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 will strengthen him on the bed of languishing: you will make all his bed in his sickness.
Orun tutup zeipliship yatqinida, Perwerdigar uninggha derman bolidu; Sen uning yatqan orun-körpilirini raslap tüzeshtürüp turisen.
4 I said, LORD, be merciful to me: heal my soul; for I have sinned against you.
Men iltija qilip: — «I Perwerdigar, manga méhribanliq körsetkeysen, Jénimgha shipaliq bergeysen; Chünki men aldingda gunah qildim» — dédim.
5 My enemies speak evil of 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 come to see me, he speaks vanity: his heart gathers iniquity to itself; when he goes abroad, he tells it.
Birsi méni körgili kelgen bolsa, U aldamchi sözlerni qilidu; Ular keynimdin könglide shumluq toplap, Andin sirtlargha chiqip shu ishlarni tarqitip po atidu;
7 All that hate me whisper together against me: against me do they devise my hurt.
Manga öch bolghanlarning hemmisi manga qarita özara kusurlishidu, Ular manga ziyankeshlik qestide bolidu.
8 An evil disease, say they, sticks fast to him: and now that he lies he shall rise up no more.
Ular: «Uning béshigha jin-sheytandin bir késel chaplashti; Emdi u orun tutup yétip qaldi; U qaytidin turalmaydu» — déyishidu.
9 Yes, my own familiar friend, in whom I trusted, which did eat of my bread, has lifted up his heel against me.
Hetta sirdishim dep ishen’gen qedinas dostum, Men bilen hemdastixan bolup tuzumni yégenmu manga put atti.
10 But you, O LORD, be merciful to me, and raise me up, that I may requite them.
Biraq Sen Perwerdigar, manga rehim qilghaysen; Düshmenlirimdin intiqam élishqa, Méni turghuzghaysen;
11 By this I know that you favor me, because my enemy does not triumph over me.
Düshminimning üstümdin ghelibe qilip shadlanmighinidin, Séni mendin söyünidu, dep bilimen.
12 And as for me, you uphold me in my integrity, and set me before your face for ever.
Biraq manga kelsek, durus bolghanliqimdin, sen méni yöleysen; Sen méni menggü Öz huzurungda qed kötürütküzüp turghuzisen.
13 Blessed be the LORD God of Israel from everlasting, and to everlasting. Amen, and Amen.
Israilning Xudasi Perwerdigargha ebedil’ebedgiche teshekkür-medhiye qayturulghay! Amin! Amin!
