Psalms 43

1 A Psalm of David. Judge me, O God, and plead my cause, against an ungodly nation: deliver me from the unjust and crafty man.

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

2 For you, O God, are my strength: therefore have you cast me off? and why do I go sad of countenance, while the enemy oppresses [me]?

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

3 Send forth your light and your truth: they have led me, and brought me to your holy mountain, and to your tabernacles.

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

4 And I will go in to the altar of God, to God who gladdens my youth: I will give thanks to you on the harp, 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 Therefore are you very sad, O my soul? and therefore do you trouble me? Hope in God; for I will give thanks to 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!