Psalms 27
1 BY DAVID. YHWH [is] my light and my salvation, Whom do I fear? YHWH [is] the strength of my life, Of whom am I afraid?
Dawut yazghan küy: — Perwerdigar méning nurum we nijatliqimdur; Men yene kimdin qorqay? Perwerdigar hayatimning qorghinidur; Men kimning aldida titrey?
2 When evildoers come near to me to eat my flesh, My adversaries and my enemies to me, They have stumbled and fallen.
Yamanliq qilghuchilar «Uning etlirini yeyli» dep manga hujum qilghanda, Reqiblirim, düshmenlirim manga yéqinlashqanda, Putliship, yiqildi ular.
3 Though a host encamps against me, My heart does not fear, Though war rises up against me, In this I [am] confident.
Zor qoshun bargah qurup méni qorshawgha alsimu, Qelbimde héch qorqunch yoq; Manga urush qozghisimu, yenila xatirjem turiwérimen.
4 One [thing] I asked of YHWH—it I seek: My dwelling in the house of YHWH, All the days of my life, To look on the pleasantness of YHWH, And to inquire in His temple.
Perwerdigardin birla nersini tilep keldim; Men shuninggha intilimektimenki: — Ömür boyi Perwerdigarning öyide bolsam, Perwerdigarning güzellikige qarap yürsem, Uning ibadetxanisida turup, yéteklishige muyesser bolsam, deymen.
5 For He hides me in a dwelling place in the day of evil, He hides me in a secret place of His tent, He raises me up on a rock.
Béshimgha kün chüshkende, U méni sayiwini astigha alidu; Méni chédirining ichide aman saqlap yoshuruwalidu. U méni uyultash üstige muqim turghuzidu.
6 And now my head is lifted up, Above my enemies—my surrounders, And I sacrifice in His tent sacrifices of shouting, I sing, indeed, I sing praise to YHWH.
Shunga hazir etrapimdiki düshmenlirim aldida béshim yuqiri kötürülidu. Uning muqeddes chédirida tentene qilip qurbanliqlar sunimen; Naxsha-küyler éytimen, munajatlarni éytimen Perwerdigargha!
7 Hear, O YHWH, my voice—I call, And favor me, and answer me.
Nida qilghinimda awazimni anglighaysen, i Perwerdigar; Manga méhir-shepqet körsitip, ijabet qilghaysen.
8 My heart said to You, “They sought my face, Your face, O YHWH, I seek.”
Öz könglüm: «Uning didarini izdenglar!» deydu; Didaringni, i Perwerdigar, özüm izdeymen.
9 Do not hide Your face from me, Do not turn Your servant aside in anger, You have been my help. Do not leave me, nor forsake me, O God of my salvation.
Mendin Özüngni qachurmighaysen! Ghezeplen’gende qulungni néri qoghlimighaysen; Sen méningdin yardimingni ayimay kelding; Sen mendin ayrilmighaysen, méni tashliwetmigeysen, i Nijatkarim Xuda!
10 When my father and my mother Have forsaken me, then YHWH gathers me.
Ata-anam méni tashliwetsimu, Perwerdigar méni quchiqigha alidu.
11 Show me, O YHWH, Your way, And lead me in a path of uprightness, For the sake of my beholders.
Manga Öz yolungni ögetkeysen, i Perwerdigar; Küshendilirim [paylap yürmekte], Méni tüz yolgha bashlighaysen.
12 Do not give me to the will of my adversaries, For false witnesses have risen against me, And they breathe out violence to me.
Méni reqiblirimning meylige tapshurmighaysen, Chünki manga qara chaplashmaqchi bolghan yalghanchilar xéli köptur, Ularning nepeslirimu zorawanliqtur.
13 I had not believed to look on the goodness of YHWH In the land of the living!
Ah, Perwerdigarning méhribanliqini tiriklerning zéminide körüshke közüm yetmigen bolsa...!
14 Look to YHWH—be strong, And He strengthens your heart, Indeed, look to YHWH!
Perwerdigarni telmürüp kütkin! Jigerlik bol, qelbing merdane bolsun! Shundaq qil, Perwerdigarni telmürüp kütkin!
