Psalms 70

1 MAKE haste, O God, to deliver me; make haste to help me, O Lord.

Neghmichilerning béshigha tapshurulup, «eslitish üchün» oqulsun dep, Dawut yazghan küy: — Perwerdigar, méni qutquzushqa aldirighaysen! Perwerdigar, téz kélip manga yardem qilghaysen!

2 Let them be ashamed and confounded that seek after my soul: let them be turned backward, and put to confusion, that desire my hurt.

Méning jénimni izdewatqanlar yerge qaritilip reswa qilinsun; Méning ziyinimdin xursen bolghanlar keynige yandurulup shermende bolghay.

3 Let them be turned back for a reward of their shame that say, Aha, aha.

Méni: — «Wah! Wah!» dep mesxire qilghanlar öz shermendilikidin keynige yan’ghay!

4 Let all those that seek thee rejoice and be glad in thee: and let such as love thy salvation say continually, Let God be magnified.

Biraq Séni izdigüchilerning hemmisi Sende shadlinip xushal bolghay! Nijatliqingni söygenler hemishe: «Xuda ulughlansun» déyishkey.

5 But I am poor and needy: make haste unto me, O God: thou art my help and my deliverer; O Lord, make no tarrying.

Biraq men ézilgenmen, hem yoqsulmen; Yénimgha tézdin kel, i Xuda! Sen méning yardemchim, méning azad qilghuchim; I Perwerdigar, kéchikmey kelgeysen!