< Psalms 30 >

1 A PSALM. A SONG OF THE DEDICATION OF THE HOUSE OF DAVID. I exalt You, O YHWH, For You have drawn me up, And have not let my enemies rejoice over me.
Muqeddes ibadetxanini Xudagha atashni tebriklep, Dawut yazghan küy: — Men Séni aliy dep ulughlaymen, i Perwerdigar, Chünki Sen méni pestin yuqiri kötürdüng, Düshmenlirimni üstümdin xushallandurmiding.
2 My God YHWH, I have cried to You, And You heal me.
I Perwerdigar Xudayim, men Sanga nale kötürdüm, Sen méni saqaytting.
3 YHWH, You have brought up my soul from Sheol, You have kept me alive, From going down [to] the pit. (Sheol h7585)
I Perwerdigar, Sen tehtisaradin jénimni élip chiqting, Hanggha chüshidighanlar arisidin manga hayat bérip saqliding. (Sheol h7585)
4 Sing praise to YHWH, you His saints, And give thanks at the remembrance of His holiness,
Perwerdigargha küy éytinglar, i Uning ixlasmen bendiliri, Uning pak-muqeddeslikini yad étip teshekkür éytinglar.
5 For—a moment [is] in His anger, Life [is] in His goodwill, At evening remains weeping, and at morning singing.
Chünki Uning ghezipi deqiqide ötüp kétidu, Shapaiti bolsa ömürwayet bolidu; Yigha-zar kéchiche qonup qalsimu, Xushalliq tang seher bilen teng kélidu.
6 And I have said in my ease, “I am not moved for all time.
Men bolsam öz rahet-paraghitimde: «Menggüge tewrenmey muqim turimen» — dédim.
7 O YHWH, in Your good pleasure, You have caused strength to remain for my mountain,” You have hidden Your face—I have been troubled.
Perwerdigar, shapaiting bilen, méning téghimni mustehkem turghuzghaniding; Emma Sen didaringni qachurup yoshurdung; Men alaqzade bolup kettim;
8 To You, O YHWH, I call, And to YHWH I make supplication.
Men Sanga nale-peryad kötürdüm, i Perwerdigar; Men [Sen] Rebke iltija qildim: —
9 “What gain [is] in my blood? In my going down to corruption? Does dust thank You? Does it declare Your truth?
— Méning qénim tökülüp, hanggha kirsem néme paydisi bardur? Topa-chang Séni medhiyilemdu? U heqiqitingni jakarliyalamdu?
10 Hear, O YHWH, and favor me, O YHWH, be a helper to me.”
Anglighaysen, i Perwerdigar, manga shepqet körsetkeysen; I Perwerdigar, manga yardemde bolghaysen!
11 You have turned my mourning to dancing for me, You have loosed my sackcloth, And gird me [with] joy.
Sen matem qayghusini ussul oynashlargha aylandurdung; [Haziliq] böz kiyimimni salduriwétip, Manga xushalliqni belwagh qilip baghliding;
12 So that glory praises You, and is not silent, O YHWH, my God, I thank You for all time!
Shunga méning rohim süküt qilmay, Sanga küyler oqusun! I Perwerdigar, méning Xudayim, Sanga ebedil’ebedgiche teshekkürlerni éytimen!

< Psalms 30 >