Psalms 141
1 A Psalm by David. LORD, I have called on you. Come to me quickly! Listen to my voice when I call to you.
Dawut yazghan küy: — Perwerdigar, men Sanga nida qildim; Yénimgha tézdin kelgeysen; Sanga nida qilghinimda awazimni anglighaysen.
2 Let my prayer be set before you like incense; the lifting up of my hands like the evening sacrifice.
Duayimni anglighiningda, Sanga sunulghan xushbuydek yéqimliq bolsun, Qolumning kötürülüshi sunulghan kechlik qurbanliqtek qobul bolsun.
3 Set a watch, LORD, before my mouth. Keep the door of my lips.
Aghzim aldida közetchi turghuzghaysen, i Perwerdigar; Lewlirim derwazisini saqlighaysen;
4 Don’t incline my heart to any evil thing, to practise deeds of wickedness with men who work iniquity. Don’t let me eat of their delicacies.
Könglümni héchqandaq yaman ishqa, Qebihlik qilghuchilargha shérik bolup, rezillik qilishqa mayil qilmighaysen. Méni ularning németliridin héch yégüzmigeysen!
5 Let the righteous strike me, it is kindness; let him reprove me, it is like oil on the head; don’t let my head refuse it; Yet my prayer is always against evil deeds.
Heqqaniy adem méni ursun — Bu manga méhribanliqtur; Manga tenbih bersun — Bu bolsa, béshim ret qilmaydighan, quyulghan ésil maydek bolidu. Chünki méning duayim yenila shularning rezilliklirige qarshi bolidu.
6 Their judges are thrown down by the sides of the rock. They will hear my words, for they are well spoken.
Ularning hakimliri tik yarlardin tashliwétilgende, [Xelq] méning sözlirimni anglaydu; Chünki bu sözler shérindur.
7 “As when one ploughs and breaks up the earth, our bones are scattered at the mouth of Sheol.” (Sheol h7585)
Birsi otun yarghanda yerge chéchilghan yérindilardek, Mana, ustixanlirimiz tehtisara ishiki aldida chéchiwétildi; (Sheol h7585)
8 For my eyes are on you, LORD, the Lord. I take refuge in you. Don’t leave my soul destitute.
Berheq, közlirim Sangila tikilip qaraydu, Perwerdigar Rebbim; Sanga tayinimen; Jénimni xarab qilip tashliwetmigeysen.
9 Keep me from the snare which they have laid for me, from the traps of the workers of iniquity.
Ularning manga salghan qiltiqidin, Qebihlik qilghuchilarning tuzaqliridin méni saqlighaysen;
10 Let the wicked fall together into their own nets while I pass by.
Reziller özining torlirigha yiqilsun, Men bolsam — ötüp kétimen.
