Psalms 70

1 To the Chief Musician. David’s. To call to Remembrance. [Be pleased] O God, to rescue me, O Yahweh, to help me—make haste.

Neghmichilerning béshigha tapshurulup, «eslitish üchün» oqulsun dep, Dawut yazghan küy: — Perwerdigar, méni qutquzushqa aldirighaysen! Perwerdigar, téz kélip manga yardem qilghaysen!

2 Let them turn pale and then at once blush, Who are seeking my life, —Let them draw back, and be confounded, Who are taking pleasure in my misfortune;

Méning jénimni izdewatqanlar yerge qaritilip reswa qilinsun; Méning ziyinimdin xursen bolghanlar keynige yandurulup shermende bolghay.

3 Let them turn back, on account of their own shame, Who are saying, Aha! Aha!

Méni: — «Wah! Wah!» dep mesxire qilghanlar öz shermendilikidin keynige yan’ghay!

4 Let all them be glad and rejoice in thee, Yea, let them, who are seekers of thee, —say continually, God be magnified! Who are lovers of thy salvation.

Biraq Séni izdigüchilerning hemmisi Sende shadlinip xushal bolghay! Nijatliqingni söygenler hemishe: «Xuda ulughlansun» déyishkey.

5 But, I, being humbled and needy, O God, haste to me, —My help and my deliverer, art thou, O Yahweh do not tarry.

Biraq men ézilgenmen, hem yoqsulmen; Yénimgha tézdin kel, i Xuda! Sen méning yardemchim, méning azad qilghuchim; I Perwerdigar, kéchikmey kelgeysen!