Psalms 57
1 “For the leader of the music. To be sung to the tune of “Do not destroy.” A psalm of David, when he fled from Saul in the cave.” Have pity upon me, O God! have pity upon me, For in thee doth my soul seek refuge! Yea, in the shadow of thy wings do I take shelter, Until these calamities be overpast!
Neghmichilerning béshigha tapshurulup, «Halak qilmighaysen» dégen ahangda oqulsun dep, Dawut yazghan «Mixtam» küyi, (u Saul padishahtin qéchip, öngkürde yoshurunuwalghan chaghda yézilghan): — I Xuda, manga shepqet körsetkeysen, Manga shepqet körsetkeysen, Chünki jénim Séni panahim qildi. Mushu balayi’apet ötüp ketküche, qanatliring sayiside panah tapimen.
2 I call upon God the Most High, Upon God, who performeth all things for me;
Xudagha, yeni Hemmidin Aliy Bolghuchigha, Özüm üchün hemmini orunlaydighan Tengrige nida qilimen;
3 He will send from heaven, and save me; He will put to shame him that panteth for my life; (Pause) God will send forth his mercy and his truth.
U ershtin yardem ewetip méni qutquzidu; Manga qarap nepsi yoghinap, méni qoghlawatqanlarni U reswa qilidu; (Sélah) Xuda Öz méhir-shepqiti we heqiqitini ewetidu!
4 My life is in the midst of lions; I dwell among them that breathe out fire; Among men whose teeth are spears and arrows, And whose tongue is a sharp sword.
Jénim shirlar arisida qaldi; Men nepisi yalqun kebi bolghanlar arisida yatimen! Adem baliliri — Ularning chishliri neyze-oqlardur, Ularning tili — ötkür qilichtur!
5 Exalt thyself, O God! above the heavens, And thy glory above all the earth!
I Xuda, ershlerdin yuqiri ulughlan’ghaysen, Shan-sheriping yer yüzini qaplighay!
6 They have prepared a net for my steps; My soul is bowed down; They have digged a pit before me, But into it they have themselves fallen.
Ular qedemlirimge tor qurdi; Jénim égilip ketti; Ular méning yolumgha orek kolighanidi, Lékin özliri ichige chüshüp ketti.
7 My heart is strengthened, O God! my heart is strengthened! I will sing, and give thanks.
Iradem ching, i Xuda, iradem ching; Men medhiye naxshilarni éytip, Berheq Séni küyleymen!
8 Awake, my soul! awake, psaltery and harp! I will wake with the early dawn.
Oyghan, i rohim! I neghme-sazlirim, oyghan! Men seher quyashinimu oyghitimen!
9 I will praise thee, O Lord! among the nations; I will sing to thee among the kingdoms!
Men xelq-milletler arisida séni ulughlaymen, i Reb; Eller arisida Séni küyleymen!
10 For thy mercy reacheth to the heavens, And thy truth to the clouds!
Chünki özgermes muhebbiting ershlerge yetküdek ulughdur; Heqiqiting bulutlargha taqashti.
11 Exalt thyself, O God! above the heavens, And thy glory above all the earth!
I Xuda, ershlerdin yuqiri ulughlan’ghaysen, Shan-sheriping yer yüzini qaplighay!
