< Psalms 51 >

1 To the chief Musician, A Psalm of David, when Nathan the prophet came to him, after he had gone in to Bath-sheba. Have mercy upon me, O God, according to thy loving-kindness: according to the multitude of thy tender mercies, blot out my transgressions.
Nǝƣmiqilǝrning bexiƣa tapxurulup oⱪulsun dǝp, Dawut yazƣan küy. Bu [küy] Natan pǝyƣǝmbǝr uning yeniƣa kelip, uni Bat-Xeba bilǝn bolƣan zinahorluⱪi toƣruluⱪ ǝyibligǝndin keyin yezilƣan: — Ɵzgǝrmǝs muⱨǝbbiting bilǝn, i Huda, manga meⱨir-xǝpⱪǝt kɵrsǝtkǝysǝn! Rǝⱨimdilliⱪliringning kɵplüki bilǝn asiyliⱪlirimni ɵqürüwǝtkǝysǝn!
2 Wash me thoroughly from my iniquity, and cleanse me from my sin.
Meni ⱪǝbiⱨlikimdin yiltizimƣiqǝ yuwǝtkǝysǝn, Gunaⱨimdin meni taziliƣaysǝn.
3 For I acknowledge my transgressions: and my sin [is] ever before me.
Qünki mǝn asiyliⱪlirimni tonup iⱪrar ⱪildim; Gunaⱨim ⱨǝmixǝ kɵz aldimda turidu.
4 Against thee, thee only, have I sinned, and done [this] evil in thy sight: that thou mayest be justified when thou speakest, [and] be clear when thou judgest.
Sening aldingda, pǝⱪǝt Sening aldingdila gunaⱨ ɵtküzüp, Nǝziringdǝ rǝzil bolƣan ixni sadir ⱪildim; Xu wǝjidin, Sǝn [meni ǝyiblǝp] sɵzlisǝng, adilliⱪing ispatlinidu; [Meni] soraⱪ ⱪilƣiningda, Ɵzüngning pakliⱪi ispatlinidu.
5 Behold, I was shapen in iniquity; and in sin did my mother conceive me.
Mana, mǝn tuƣulƣinimdila, yamanliⱪta idim, Anamning ⱪarnida pǝyda bolƣinimdila mǝn gunaⱨta boldum.
6 Behold, thou desirest truth in the inward parts: and in the hidden [part] thou shalt make me to know wisdom.
Bǝrⱨǝⱪ, Sǝn adǝmlǝrning qin ⱪǝlbidin sǝmimiylik tǝlǝp ⱪilisǝn; Iqimdiki yoxurun jaylirimda Sǝn manga danaliⱪni bildürisǝn.
7 Purge me with hyssop, and I shall be clean: wash me, and I shall be whiter than snow.
Meni [gunaⱨlirimdin] zofa bilǝn taziliƣaysǝn, Ⱨǝm mǝn pak bolimǝn; Meni pakpakiz yuƣaysǝn, mǝn ⱪardinmu aⱪ bolimǝn.
8 Make me to hear joy and gladness; [that] the bones [which] thou hast broken may rejoice.
Manga xad-huram awazlarni anglatⱪaysǝn; Xuning bilǝn Sǝn ǝzgǝn ustihanlirim yǝnǝ xadlinidu.
9 Hide thy face from my sins, and blot out all my iniquities.
Gunaⱨlirimdin qirayingni yoxurup, Yamanliⱪlirimni ɵqüriwǝtkǝysǝn.
10 Create in me a clean heart, O God; and renew a right spirit within me.
Mǝndǝ pak ⱪǝlb yaratⱪaysǝn, i Huda; Wujumdiki sadiⱪ roⱨimni yengiliƣaysǝn.
11 Cast me not away from thy presence; and take not thy holy spirit from me.
Meni ⱨuzurungdin qiⱪiriwǝtmigǝysǝn; Meningdin Muⱪǝddǝs Roⱨingni ⱪayturuwalmiƣaysǝn.
12 Restore to me the joy of thy salvation; and uphold me [with thy] free spirit.
Aⱨ, nijatliⱪingdiki xadliⱪni manga yengibaxtin ⱨes ⱪildurƣaysǝn; Itaǝtmǝn roⱨ arⱪiliⱪ meni yɵligǝysǝn.
13 [Then] will I teach transgressors thy ways; and sinners shall be converted to thee.
Buning bilǝn mǝn itaǝtsizlǝrgǝ yolliringni ɵgitǝy, Wǝ gunaⱨkarlar yeningƣa ⱪaytidu.
14 Deliver me from blood-guiltiness, O God, thou God of my salvation: [and] my tongue shall sing aloud of thy righteousness.
Ⱪan tɵküx gunaⱨidin meni ⱪutuldurƣaysǝn, I Huda, manga nijatliⱪ bǝrgüqi Huda, Xuning bilǝn tilim ⱨǝⱪⱪaniyliⱪingni yangritip küylǝydu.
15 O LORD, open thou my lips; and my mouth shall show forth thy praise.
I Rǝbbim, lǝwlirimni aqⱪaysǝn, Aƣzim mǝdⱨiyiliringni bayan ⱪilidu.
16 For thou desirest not sacrifice: else would I give [it]: thou delightest not in burnt-offering.
Qünki Sǝn ⱪurbanliⱪni hux kɵrmǝysǝn; Bolmisa sunar idim; Kɵydürmǝ ⱪurbanliⱪlardinmu hursǝnlik tapmaysǝn.
17 The sacrifices of God [are] a broken spirit: a broken and a contrite heart, O God, thou wilt not despise.
Huda ⱪobul ⱪilidiƣan ⱪurbanliⱪlar sunuⱪ bir roⱨtur; Sunuⱪ wǝ ezilgǝn ⱪǝlbni Sǝn kǝmsitmǝysǝn, i Huda;
18 Do good in thy good pleasure to Zion: build thou the walls of Jerusalem.
Xapaiting bilǝn Zionƣa meⱨribanliⱪni kɵrsǝtkǝysǝn; Yerusalemning sepillirini yengibaxtin bina ⱪilƣaysǝn!
19 Then shalt thou be pleased with the sacrifices of righteousness, with burnt-offering and whole burnt-offering: then shall they offer bullocks upon thy altar.
U qaƣda Sǝn ⱨǝⱪⱪaniyliⱪtin bolƣan ⱪurbanliⱪlardin, kɵydürmǝ ⱪurbanliⱪlardin, Pütünlǝy kɵydürülgǝn kɵydürmǝ ⱪurbanliⱪlardin hursǝnlik tapisǝn; U qaƣda adǝmlǝr ⱪurbangaⱨingƣa buⱪa-ɵküzlǝrni tǝⱪdim ⱪilixidu.

< Psalms 51 >