Psalms 4
1 “To the chief musician on Neginoth, a psalm of David.” When I call, answer me, O God of my righteousness: amidst distress thou hast [ever] granted me enlargement; be gracious unto me, and hear my prayer.
Neghmichilerning béshigha tapshurulup, tarliq sazlar bilen oqulsun dep, Dawut yazghan küy. — Men nida qilghinimda, manga jawab bergeysen, I manga heqqaniyliqim ata qilghuchi Xuda! Bésim astida qalghanda Sen méni kengrichilikke chiqarding; Manga méhir-shepqet körsitip, duayimni angla!
2 O ye sons of men, how long shall my glory be put to shame? [how long] will ye love vanity, will ye seek for lies? (Selah)
I insan baliliri, siler méning shan-sheripimni qachan’ghiche ahanetke qaldurisiler? Qachan’ghiche bihudilikni söyüp, Yalghanni izdep yürisiler? (Sélah)
3 But know that the Lord hath set apart the pious for himself: the Lord will hear when I call on him.
Biraq shuni bilip qoyunglarki, Perwerdigar ixlasmenlerni Özige xas qilghan; Men Uninggha nida qilghinimda, Perwerdigar anglaydu.
4 Tremble, and sin not: commune with your heart upon your bed, and be still (Selah)
Achchiqinglargha bérilip, gunah qilmanglar; Öz ornunglarda yétip, qelbinglarda chongqur oylinip, Süküt qilinglar. (Sélah)
5 Offer the sacrifices of righteousness, and put your trust in the Lord.
Heqqaniyliq bilen qurbanliqlarni qilinglar, We Perwerdigargha tayininglar.
6 Many say, “Who will show us happiness? Let shine brightly over us the light of thy countenance, O Lord.”
Köp xelq: — «Kim bizge yaxshiliq körsitelisun?» — dep sorimaqta; Jamalingning nuri üstimizge chüshsun, i Perwerdigar!
7 [But] thou hast placed more joy in my heart than at the time when their corn and their wine were increased.
Ashliq we yéngi sharabliri molchiliq bolghanlarning xushalliqidinmu, Méning qelbimni bekrek xushalliqqa toldurdung.
8 In peace, altogether, will I lay me down and sleep; for thou, Lord, alone, causest me to dwell in safety.
Men yatay, hem xatirjemlikte uxliwalay; Chünki méni bixeterlikte yashatquchi peqetla Sen, i Perwerdigar!
