Psalms 13

1 For the Chief Musician. A Psalm of David. How long, O LORD, wilt thou forget me for ever? how long wilt thou hide thy face from me?

Neghmichilerning béshigha tapshurulup oqulsun dep, Dawut yazghan küy: — I Perwerdigar, qachan’ghiche? Sen méni menggüge untumsen? Qachan’ghiche didaringni mendin yoshurisen?

2 How long shall I take counsel in my soul, having sorrow in my heart all the day? how long shall mine enemy be exalted over me?

Qachan’ghiche herküni qayghurup, qelbimde? Qachan’ghiche düshminim mendin shadlinip ghalib yüridu?

3 Consider [and] answer me, O LORD my God: lighten mine eyes, lest I sleep the [sleep of] death;

Manga qara, manga jawab bergin, i Perwerdigar Xudayim! Ölüm uyqusi méni bésip kelgüche, Közümni yorutqaysen,

4 Lest mine enemy say, I have prevailed against him; [lest] mine adversaries rejoice when I am moved.

Düshminimning: «Men küchiyip uning üstidin ghelibe qildim» démesliki üchün, Reqiblirim sentürülgenlikimni körüp shadlanmasliqi üchün, [közümni yorutqaysen]!

5 But I have trusted in thy mercy; my heart shall rejoice in thy salvation:

Biraq men bolsam Séning özgermes muhebbitingge özümni tapshurdum; Yürikim Séning nijatliqingdin shadlinidu;

6 I will sing unto the LORD, because he hath dealt bountifully with me.

Men Perwerdigargha naxsha éytimen; Chünki U manga zor méhribanliqni körsetti.