Psalms 43

1 Judge me, O God, and plead my cause against an ungodly nation: O deliver me from the deceitful and unjust man.

I Perwerdigar, men toghruluq höküm chiqarghaysen, Dewayimni eqidisiz bir xelq aldida sorighaysen; Méni hiyliger hem qebih ademdin qutuldurghaysen.

2 For you are the God of my strength: why do you cast me off? why go I mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?

Chünki Sen panahgahim bolghan Xudadursen; Némishqa méni tashlawetkensen? Némishqa düshmenning zulumigha uchrap, Hemishe azab chékip yüriwatimen?» — deymen.

3 O send out your light and your truth: let them lead me; let them bring me to your holy hill, and to your tabernacles.

Öz heqiqiting we nurungni ewetkin, Ular méni yétekligey! Méni muqeddes téghinggha, Makaninggha élip kelgey!

4 Then will I go to the altar of God, to God my exceeding joy: yes, on the harp will I praise you, O God my God.

Shuning bilen men Xudaning qurban’gahi aldigha baray, Yeni méning cheksiz xushluqum bolghan Tengrining yénigha baray; Berheq, chiltar chélip Séni medhiyileymen, i Xuda, méning Xudayim!

5 Why are you cast down, O my soul? and why are you disquieted within me? hope in God: for I shall yet praise him, who is the health of my countenance, and my God.

I jénim, sen némishqa bundaq qayghurisen? Némishqa ichimde bundaq biaram bolup kétisen? Xudagha ümid baghla! Chünki men Uni yenila medhiyileymen, Yeni chirayimgha salametlik, nijatliq ata qilghuchi Xudayimni medhiyileymen!