Psalms 142

1 [A Psalm] of instruction for David, when he was in the cave, —a Prayer. I cried to the Lord with my voice; with my voice I made supplication to the Lord.

Dawut gharda yoshurunup turghan waqitta yazghan «Masqil»: — Men Perwerdigargha awazimni anglitip nale-peryad kötürimen; Perwerdigargha awazim bilen yélinimen;

2 I will pour out before him my supplication: I will declare before him mine affliction.

Uning aldida dad-zarlirimni tökimen; Uninggha awarichilikimni éytimen.

3 When my spirit was fainting within me, then you knew my paths; in the very way wherein I was walking, they hid a snare for me.

Rohim ichimde tügishey dep qalghanda, Shu chaghda basqan yolumni bilgensen; Men mangghan yolda ular manga qiltaq saldi.

4 I looked on [my] right hand, and behold, for there was none that noticed me; refuge failed me; and there was none that cared for my soul.

Ong yénimgha qarap baqqaysen; Etrapimda méni tonuydighan adem yoqtur; Panahgah yoqap ketti; Héch adem jénimgha köyünmeydu.

5 I cried to you, O Lord, and said, You are my hope, my portion in the land of the living.

Men Sanga peryad kötürdüm, i Perwerdigar; Sanga: «Sen méning Bashpanahimsen, Tiriklerning zéminida bolghan Nésiwemdursen» — dédim.

6 Attend to my supplication, for I am brought very low; deliver me from them that persecute me; for they are stronger than I.

Méning peryadimgha qulaq salghaysen; Chünki men intayin xarab ehwalgha chüshürüldum; Méni qoghlighuchilirimdin qutuldurghaysen; Chünki ular mendin küchlüktur.

7 Bring my soul out of prison, that I may give thanks to your name, O Lord; the righteous shall wait for me, until you recompense me.

Séning namingni tebriklishim üchün, Jénimni türmidin chiqarghaysen; Heqqaniylar etrapimda olishidu; Chünki Sen manga zor méhribanliq körsitisen.