Psalms 142

1 Maschil of David; A Prayer when he was in the cave. I cried to the LORD with my voice; with my voice to the LORD I made my supplication.

Dawut ƣarda yoxurunup turƣan waⱪitta yazƣan «Masⱪil»: — Mǝn Pǝrwǝrdigarƣa awazimni anglitip nalǝ-pǝryad kɵtürimǝn; Pǝrwǝrdigarƣa awazim bilǝn yelinimǝn;

2 I poured out my complaint before him; I showed before him my trouble.

Uning aldida dad-zarlirimni tɵkimǝn; Uningƣa awariqilikimni eytimǝn.

3 When my spirit was overwhelmed within me, then thou knewest my path. In the way in which I walked have they secretly laid a snare for me.

Roⱨim iqimdǝ tügixǝy dǝp ⱪalƣanda, Xu qaƣda basⱪan yolumni bilgǝnsǝn; Mǝn mangƣan yolda ular manga ⱪiltaⱪ saldi.

4 I looked on my right hand, and beheld, but there was no man that would know me: refuge failed me; no man cared for my soul.

Ong yenimƣa ⱪarap baⱪⱪaysǝn; Ətrapimda meni tonuydiƣan adǝm yoⱪtur; Panaⱨgaⱨ yoⱪap kǝtti; Ⱨeq adǝm jenimƣa kɵyünmǝydu.

5 I cried to thee, O LORD: I said, Thou art my refuge and my portion in the land of the living.

Mǝn Sanga pǝryad kɵtürdüm, i Pǝrwǝrdigar; Sanga: «Sǝn mening Baxpanaⱨimsǝn, Tiriklǝrning zeminida bolƣan Nesiwǝmdursǝn» — dedim.

6 Attend to my cry; for I am brought very low: deliver me from my persecutors; for they are stronger than I.

Mening pǝryadimƣa ⱪulaⱪ salƣaysǝn; Qünki mǝn intayin harab ǝⱨwalƣa qüxürüldum; Meni ⱪoƣliƣuqilirimdin ⱪutuldurƣaysǝn; Qünki ular mǝndin küqlüktur.

7 Bring my soul out of prison, that I may praise thy name: the righteous shall surround me; for thou shalt deal bountifully with me.

Sening namingni tǝbriklixim üqün, Jenimni türmidin qiⱪarƣaysǝn; Ⱨǝⱪⱪaniylar ǝtrapimda olixidu; Qünki Sǝn manga zor meⱨribanliⱪ kɵrsitisǝn.