Psalms 22
1 For the chief musician; set to “The rhythm of the deer.” A psalm of David. My God, my God, why have you abandoned me? Why are you so far from saving me and far from the words of my anguish?
Nǝƣmiqilǝrning bexiƣa tapxurulup, «Ayjǝlǝt-haxxaⱨar» (tang sǝⱨǝrdǝ kǝlgǝn mǝdǝt) degǝn aⱨangda oⱪulsun dǝp, Dawut yazƣan küy: — «Aⱨ Ilaⱨim, Ilaⱨim, nemixⱪa mǝndin waz kǝqting? Sǝn nemixⱪa meni ⱪutⱪuzuxtin xunqǝ yiraⱪsǝn? Nemixⱪa ⱪattiⱪ pǝryadlirimdin xunqǝ yiraⱪ turisǝn,
2 My God, I cry out in the daytime, but you do not answer, and at night I am not silent!
Hudayim, kündüzdǝ nida ⱪildim, lekin Sǝn ⱨeq jawab ⱪilmaysǝn; Keqidimu mǝn xundaⱪ pǝryad ⱪilixtin aram alalmaymǝn.
3 Yet you are holy; you sit as king with the praises of Israel.
Biraⱪ i Israilning mǝdⱨiyilirini ɵz makaning ⱪilƣuqi, Sǝn degǝn pak-muⱪǝddǝstursǝn!
4 Our ancestors trusted in you; they trusted in you, and you rescued them.
Ata-bowilirimiz seni tayanqi ⱪilƣan, Ular sanga tayanƣan, sǝn ularni ⱪutⱪuzƣan.
5 They cried to you and they were rescued. They trusted in you and were not disappointed.
Ular Sanga nida ⱪilixliri bilǝn ⱪutulƣan; Sanga tayinix bilǝn ularning ümidi ⱨeq yǝrdǝ ⱪalƣan ǝmǝs.
6 But I am a worm and not a man, a disgrace to humanity and despised by the people.
Biraⱪ mǝn bolsam adǝm ǝmǝs, bir ⱪurtmǝn, Insan tǝripidin [tɵⱨmǝt bilǝn] rǝswayialǝm ⱪilinƣanmǝn, Halayiⱪ tǝripidin kǝmsitilgǝnmǝn.
7 All those who see me taunt me; they mock me; they shake their heads at me.
Meni kɵrgǝnlǝrning ⱨǝmmisi mazaⱪ ⱪilip külidu, Baxlirini silkixip aƣzilirini pürüxtürüp:
8 They say, “He trusts in Yahweh; let Yahweh rescue him. Let him rescue him, for he delights in him.”
«U Pǝrwǝrdigarƣa ɵzini tapxurƣan ǝmǝsmu?! Əmdi Pǝrwǝrdigar uni ⱪutⱪuzsun! Pǝrwǝrdigar uningdin hursǝn bolsa ǝgǝr, Uni ⱪutuldursun!» — deyixidu.
9 For you brought me from the womb; you made me trust you when I was on my mother's breasts.
Biraⱪ meni apamning ⱪorsiⱪidin qiⱪarƣuqi ɵzüngdursǝn; Ⱨǝtta ǝmqǝktiki waⱪtimdimu meni ɵzünggǝ tayandurƣansǝn;
10 I have been thrown on you from the womb; you are my God since I was in my mother's womb!
Tuƣulƣinimdin tartipla, mǝn ɵzümni ⱪoynungƣa taxliƣanmǝn; Anamning baliyatⱪusidiki waⱪtimdila, Sǝn mening Tǝngrim bolup kǝlgǝnsǝn.
11 Do not be far away from me, for trouble is near; there is no one to help.
Mǝndin yiraⱪlaxma; Qünki riyazǝt meni ⱪistap kǝldi; Manga yardǝmdǝ bolƣuqi yoⱪtur.
12 Many bulls surround me; strong bulls of Bashan surround me.
Nurƣun buⱪilar meni ⱪorxiwaldi; Baxanning küqlük buⱪiliri meni oriwaldi;
13 They open their mouths wide against me like a roaring lion ripping its victim.
Ular adǝmni titma ⱪilƣuqi ⱨɵrkirǝwatⱪan xirdǝk, Aƣzilirni qong eqip manga tikilip turidu.
14 I am being poured out like water, and all my bones are dislocated. My heart is like wax; it melts away within my inner parts.
Mǝn tɵkülgǝn sudǝk boldum, Ⱨǝmmǝ sɵngǝklirim izidin qiⱪip kǝtti; Yürikim momdǝk erip kǝtti, Iq-baƣrimda zǝiplixip erip kǝtti.
15 My strength has dried up like a piece of pottery; my tongue sticks to the roof of my mouth. You have laid me in the dust of death.
Ⱪaƣjirap kǝtkǝn sapal parqisidǝk maƣdurum ⱪalmidi, Tilim tangliyimƣa qaplixip kǝtti, Sǝn [Pǝrwǝrdigar] meni ɵlümning topa-qangliriƣa ⱪoyƣansǝn.
16 For dogs have surrounded me; a company of evildoers has encircled me; they have pierced my hands and my feet.
Ƣaljir itlar manga olaxti, Bir top rǝzillǝr meni ⱪistap kelip, Mening ⱪolum wǝ putumni sanjip tǝxti.
17 I can count all my bones. They look and stare at me.
Sɵngǝklirimning ⱨǝmmisini saniyalaymǝn, [Ustihanlirim] manga tikilip ⱪarap turƣandǝk ⱪilidu.
18 They divide my garments among themselves, they cast lots for my clothes.
Ular kiyimlirimni ɵz arisida ülǝxtürüwatidu, Kɵnglikimgǝ erixix üqün qǝk taxlixiwatidu.
19 Do not be far away, Yahweh; please hurry to help me, my strength!
Biraⱪ, i Pǝrwǝrdigar, mǝndin yiraⱪlaxma! I Küq-Ⱪudritim bolƣuqim, yardǝmgǝ tez kǝlgǝysǝn!
20 Rescue my soul from the sword, my only life from the claws of wild dogs.
Jenimni ⱪiliqtin ⱪutⱪuzƣin, Mening yalƣuz jenimni itning qanggilidin ⱪutuldurƣin.
21 Save me from the lion's mouth; rescue me from the horns of the wild oxen.
Meni xirning aƣzidin ⱪutⱪuzƣin; Xundaⱪ, Sǝn iltijalirimni ijabǝt ⱪilip yawa kalilarning münggüzliridin ⱪutⱪuzƣansǝn!
22 I will declare your name to my brothers; in the midst of the assembly I will praise you.
Mǝn Sening namingni ⱪerindaxlirimƣa elan ⱪilimǝn; Qong jamaǝt iqidǝ turup Sanga bolƣan mǝdⱨiyilirimni jakarlaymǝn;
23 You who fear Yahweh, praise him! All you descendants of Jacob, honor him! Stand in awe of him, all you descendants of Israel!
Pǝrwǝrdigardin ǝymǝngüqilǝr, Uni mǝdⱨiyilǝnglar! Yaⱪupning barliⱪ nǝsilliri, Uningƣa xan-xǝrǝp kǝltürünglar! Israilning pütün ǝwladliri, Uningdin ǝymininglar.
24 For he has not despised or abhorred the suffering of the afflicted one; Yahweh has not hidden his face from him; when the afflicted one cried to him, he heard.
Qünki U ezilgüqining axu harlinixlirini nǝziridin saⱪit ⱪilƣan ǝmǝs, Yaki Uningdin ⱨeq yirgǝngǝn ǝmǝs; Uningdin Ɵz wisalini ⱨeq yoxurƣan ǝmǝs; Bǝlki U iltija ⱪilip awazini kɵtürginidǝ, Uningƣa ⱪulaⱪ selip angliƣan.
25 My praise will be because of you in the great assembly; I will fulfill my vows before those who fear him.
Qong jamaǝt iqidǝ manga oⱪulƣan mǝdⱨiyilǝr Ɵzüngdindur, Hudadin ǝymǝngüqilǝrning aldida iqkǝn ⱪǝsǝmlirimni ixⱪa axurimǝn;
26 The oppressed will eat and be satisfied; those who seek Yahweh will praise him. May your hearts live forever.
Ajiz mɵminlǝr ⱪorsiⱪi toyƣuqǝ tamaⱪlinidu; Pǝrwǝrdigarni izdigǝnlǝr Uni mǝdⱨiyǝlǝydu; Silǝrning ⱪǝlbinglar mǝnggü yaxnaydu!
27 All the peoples of the earth will remember and turn to Yahweh; all the families of the nations will bow down before you.
Zeminning ǝng qetidikilǝrmu bu ixni ⱪǝlbidǝ tutup, towa ⱪilip Pǝrwǝrdigarning aldiƣa kelidu; Əl-millǝtlǝrning barliⱪ jǝmǝtliri aldingda ibadǝt ⱪilidu;
28 For the kingdom is Yahweh's; he is the ruler over the nations.
Qünki padixaⱨliⱪ Pǝrwǝrdigarƣila tǝwǝdur; U ǝl-millǝtlǝr arisida ⱨɵküm sürgüqidur.
29 All the prosperous people of the earth will feast and will worship; all those who are descending into the dust will bow before him, those who cannot preserve their own lives.
Jaⱨandiki baylarmu Uning aldidin yǝp-iqip, ibadǝt ⱪilidu; Tupraⱪⱪa kirǝy dǝp ⱪalƣanlarmu, ⱨǝtta ɵz jenini saⱪliyalmaydiƣanlarmu Uningƣa sǝjdǝ ⱪilidu;
30 A generation to come will serve him; they will tell the next generation of the Lord.
Kǝlgüsidiki bir ǝwlad Uning hizmitidǝ bolidu; Bu ǝwlad Rǝb üqün Ɵz pǝrzǝntliri ⱨesablinidu.
31 They will come and tell of his righteousness; they will tell to a people not yet born what he has done!
Keyin ular kelip, xu qaƣda tuƣulidiƣan bir ⱪowmƣa Uning ⱨǝⱪⱪaniyliⱪini jakarlap xuni elan ⱪiliduki, «U buni ǝmǝlgǝ axurdi!»
