Psalms 69
1 “To the chief musician upon Shoshannim, by David.” Save me, O God; for the waters are come even to threaten my life.
Neghmichilerning béshigha tapshurulup, «Niluperler» dégen ahangda oqulsun dep, Dawut yazghan küy: — Méni qutquzghaysen, i Xuda! Sular jénimdin ötti;
2 I am sunk in the mire of the deep, where there is no standing; I am come into the depths of the waters, and the flood overfloweth me.
Turghudek jay yoq chongqur patqaqliqqa chöküp kettim; Suning chongqur yérige chüshüp kettim, Kelkün méni gherq qildi.
3 I am weary of my calling; my throat is hoarse; my eyes fail, while I hope for my God.
Peryadlirimdin halimdin kettim; Gallirim qurup ketti; Xudayimgha telmürüp, közümdin kétey dep qaldim;
4 More than the hairs of my head are those that hate me without a cause; numerous are those that would destroy me, that are my enemies wrongfully: what I have not robbed shall I now restore.
Sewebsiz manga öch bolghanlar chachlirimdinmu köptur; Méni yoqatmaqchi bolghanlar, Qara chaplap men bilen düshmenlishidighanlar küchlüktur; Shu chaghda özüm bulimighan nersini qayturimen.
5 O God, thou art well aware of my folly, and my guilty deeds are from thee not hidden.
I Xuda, méning nadanliqim özüngge ayan; Méning qebihliklirim Sendin yoshurun emestur.
6 Let not those that wait on thee, O Lord Eternal of hosts, be made ashamed through me: let not those that seek thee be confounded through me, O God of Israel.
Méning sewebimdin, i Reb, samawiy qoshunlarning Serdari bolghan Perwerdigar, Özüngge umid baghlap kütkenler yerge qarap qalmighay; I Israilning Xudasi, Özüngni izdigüchiler méning sewebimdin shermende bolmighay;
7 Because for thy sake have I borne reproach, hath confusion covered my face.
Chünki Séni dep men reswachiliqqa uchridim; Shermendilik yüzümge chaplandi.
8 A stranger am I become unto my brothers, and an alien unto my mother's children.
Men öz qérindashlirimgha yat, Anamning balilirigha yaqa yurtluq boldum.
9 Because the zeal for thy house hath devoured me; and the reproaches of those that reproached thee are fallen upon me.
Chünki méni [muqeddes] öyüngge bolghan otluq muhebbet chulghuwalghanidi; Sanga haqaret qilghanlarning haqaretlirimu méning üstümge chüshti;
10 When I wept at the fasting of my soul, it became a reproach to me.
Men yighlidim, jénim roza tutti, Bumu manga eyib dep qaraldi.
11 And when I made sackcloth my garment, I became a proverb to them.
Men bözni kiyimim qilip kiysem, Shuning bilen ularning söz-chöchikige qaldim.
12 Those that sit in the gate talk against me; and [about me make] songs the drinkers of strong drink.
Sheher qowuqida olturghanlarning tene gépige qaldim, Meyxorlarning naxshisining témisi boldum.
13 But as for me, I direct my prayer unto thee, O Lord, in a time of favor; O God, in the multitude of thy kindness: answer me in the truth of thy salvation.
Biraq men shepqitingni körsetken waqtingda duayimni sanga nishanlidim, i Perwerdigar; I Xuda, özgermes muhebbitingning zorluqidin, Nijatliq ishenchide manga jawab bergeysen;
14 Deliver me out of the mire, that I may not sink: let me be delivered from those that hate me, and out of the depths of the waters.
Méni patqaqliqtin qutquzuwalghaysen, Méni chöktürmigeysen; Manga öchmen bolghanlardin, Suning chongqur yéridin qutuldurghaysen;
15 Let not the flood of waters overflow me, and let not the deep swallow me up, and let not the pit close its mouth upon me.
Kelkün sulirigha méni gherq qildurmighaysen; Déngiz teglirigimu méni yutquzmighaysen; [Tégi] yoq hangning méni hap étip aghzini yumuwélishigha yol qoymighaysen!
16 Answer me, O Lord; for thy kindness is good: according to the multitude of thy mercies turn thou unto me.
Duayimni ijabet qilghaysen, i Perwerdigar, Chünki özgermes muhebbiting yaxshidur; Mol rehimdilliqing bilen manga yüzlen’geysen;
17 And hide not thy face from thy servant; for I am in distress: make haste and answer me.
Jamilingni qulungdin yoshurmighaysen; Chünki béshimgha kün chüshti; Tézdin manga jawab bergeysen.
18 Draw nigh unto my soul, and redeem it: because of my enemies do thou ransom me.
Jénimgha yéqinlashqaysen, Uninggha hemjemet-qutquzghuchi bolghaysen; Düshmenlirim aldida méni hörlükke chiqarghaysen;
19 Thou well knowest my reproach, and my shame, and my confusion: before thee are all my assailants.
Özüng méning reswaliqta hem hörmetsizlikte qalghinimni, Qandaq haqaretlen’ginimni bilisen; Reqiblirimning hemmisi Özüngge ayandur.
20 Reproach hath broken my heart; and I am sick; and I waited for pity, but there was none; and for comforters, but I found none.
Haqaret qelbimni pare qildi; Men qayghugha chömüp kettim; Azghine hésdashliqqa telmürgen bolsammu, yoq boldi; Teselli bergüchilernimu izdidim, lékin birsinimu uchritalmidim.
21 And they put into my food gall; and in my thirst they give me vinegar to drink.
Berheq, ular ozuqumgha öt süyi, Ussuzluqumgha sirkini berdi.
22 May [then] their table become a snare before them: and to those that are at peace, a trap.
Ularning dastixini özlirige qiltaq, Ularning halawiti qapqan bolghay.
23 May their eyes become dark, that they cannot see; and make their loins continually to waver.
Közliri torliship körmeydighan bolup ketkey; Bel-putlirini titrekke salghaysen;
24 Pour out over them thy indignation, and let the heat of thy anger overtake them.
Qehringni ularning üstige chüshürgeysen, Ghezipingning otliri ulargha tutashqay;
25 May their palace become desolate: in their tents let no one dwell.
Ularning makani xarabe bolghay, Chédirliri chölderep qalghay;
26 For whom thou hast smitten they persecute; and of the pain of those whom thou but wounded do they converse.
Chünki ular Sen urghan’gha téximu ziyankeshlik qilmaqta; Sen zeximlendürgenlerning azabigha gep bilen azab qoshmaqta.
27 Lay guilt upon their guilt; and let them not come into thy righteousness.
Ularning gunahigha gunah qoshqaysen, Heqqaniyliqingning nésiwisige ularni érishtürmigeysen.
28 Let them be blotted out of the book of the living; and with the righteous let them not be written down.
Ular hayatliq deptiridin öchürülgey; Heqqaniylarning qatarigha pütülmigey.
29 But I am poor and suffering: let thy salvation, O God, set me up on high.
Biraq men bolsam bir ézilgen derdmen; Nijatliqing, i Xuda, méni yuqirigha kötürüp qutquzghay;
30 I will praise the name of God with song, and will magnify him with thanksgiving.
Men munajat oqup Xudaning namini medhiyileymen; Teshekkürler bilen uni ulughlaymen;
31 And this will please the Lord better than an ox or bullock having horns and cloven hoofs.
Bu bolsa Perwerdigarni xursen qilish üchün, Öküz teqdim qilghandin ewzeldur; Münggüz-tuyaqliri saq torpaq bergendinmu artuqtur.
32 The meek will see this, and be rejoiced: ye that seek God, and your heart shall revive.
Yawash möminler buni körüp xushal bolidu; Xudani izdigenler — Qelbinglar yéngilinidu.
33 For the Lord listeneth unto the needy, and his prisoners he despiseth not.
Chünki Perwerdigar yoqsullarning iltijasini anglaydu, Özige tewe esir qilin’ghanlarni u kemsitmeydu;
34 Let heaven and earth praise him, the seas, and every thing that moveth therein.
Asman-zémin Uni medhiyilisun! Déngiz-okyanlar hem ularda yürgüchi barliq janiwarlar Uni medhiyiligey!
35 For God will save Zion, and will build the cities of Judah: that they may abide there, and have it in possession:
Chünki Xuda Zionni qutquzidu; Yehudaning sheherlirini qayta bina qilidu; Ular ashu yerde olturaqliship, igilik tikleydu.
36 And the seed of his servants shall inherit it; and they that love his name shall dwell therein.
Uning qullirining nesilliri uninggha miras bolidu, Uning namini söygenler u yerlerde makanlishidu.
