Psalms 38
1 `The salm of Dauid, to bythenke on the sabat. Lord, repreue thou not me in thi strong veniaunce; nether chastice thou me in thin ire.
Dawut yazƣan küy: — (Əslimǝ üqün) I Pǝrwǝrdigar, ƣǝzipingdǝ tǝnbiⱨ bǝrmigǝysǝn, Ⱪǝⱨringdǝ meni jazalimiƣaysǝn!
2 For thin arowis ben fitchid in me; and thou hast confermed thin hond on me.
Qünki oⱪliring meni zǝhimlǝndürüp sanjidi, Ⱪolung üstümdin ⱪattiⱪ basti.
3 Noon helthe is in my fleisch fro the face of thin ire; no pees is to my boonys fro the face of my synnes.
Ⱪattiⱪ ƣǝziping tüpǝylidin ǝtlirimdǝ ⱨeq saⱪliⱪ yoⱪ, Gunaⱨim tüpǝylidin ustihanlirimda aram yoⱪtur.
4 For my wickidnessis ben goon ouer myn heed; as an heuy birthun, tho ben maad heuy on me.
Qünki gunaⱨlirim boyumdin taxti; Ular kɵtürǝlmigüsiz eƣir yüktǝk meni besiwaldi.
5 Myn heelid woundis weren rotun, and ben brokun; fro the face of myn vnwisdom.
Əhmǝⱪliⱪimdin jaraⱨǝtlirim sesip, xǝlwǝrǝp kǝtti.
6 I am maad a wretche, and Y am bowid doun til in to the ende; al dai Y entride sorewful.
Azabtin bǝllirim tolimu pükülüp kǝtti, Kün boyi ƣǝmgǝ petip yürimǝn!
7 For my leendis ben fillid with scornyngis; and helthe is not in my fleisch.
Qatiraⱪlirim otⱪa toldi, Ətlirimning saⱪ yeri yoⱪtur.
8 I am turmentid, and maad low ful greetli; Y roride for the weilyng of myn herte.
Mǝn tolimu ⱨalsirap, ezilip kǝttim; Ⱪǝlbimdiki azab-ⱪayƣu tüpǝylidin ⱨɵrkirǝymǝn.
9 Lord, al my desire is bifor thee; and my weilyng is not hid fro thee.
Rǝb, barliⱪ arzuyum kɵz aldingdidur; Uⱨ tartixlirim Sǝndin yoxurun ǝmǝs;
10 Myn herte is disturblid in me, my vertu forsook me; and the liyt of myn iyen `forsook me, and it is not with me.
Yürikim jiƣildap, ⱨalimdin kǝttim; Kɵzlirimning nuri ɵqti.
11 My frendis and my neiyboris neiyiden; and stoden ayens me. And thei that weren bisidis me stoden afer;
Yar-buradǝrlirimmu meni urƣan waba tüpǝylidin, ɵzlirini mǝndin tartti; Yeⱪinlirimmu mǝndin yiraⱪ ⱪaqti.
12 and thei diden violence, that souyten my lijf. And thei that souyten yuels to me, spaken vanytees; and thouyten gilis al dai.
Jenimni almaⱪqi bolƣanlar tuzaⱪ ⱪuridu; Manga ziyanni ⱪǝstligǝnlǝr zǝⱨirini qaqmaⱪta; Ular kün boyi ⱨiylǝ-mikirlǝrni oylimaⱪta.
13 But Y as a deef man herde not; and as a doumb man not openynge his mouth.
Lekin mǝn gas adǝmdǝk anglimaymǝn, Gaqa adǝmdǝk aƣzimni aqmaymǝn;
14 And Y am maad as a man not herynge; and not hauynge repreuyngis in his mouth.
Bǝrⱨǝⱪ, mǝn angliyalmaydiƣan gaslardǝk bolup ⱪaldim; Aƣzimda ⱪilidiƣan rǝddiyǝ-tǝnbiⱨ yoⱪ.
15 For, Lord, Y hopide in thee; my Lord God, thou schalt here me.
Qünki ümidimni Sǝn Pǝrwǝrdigarƣa baƣlidim; Rǝb Hudayim, Sǝn iltijayimƣa ijabǝt ⱪilisǝn.
16 For Y seide, Lest ony tyme myn enemyes haue ioye on me; and the while my feet ben mouyd, thei spaken grete thingis on me.
Qünki mǝn: — «Ular mening üstümgǝ qiⱪip mahtanmiƣay; Bolmisa, putlirim teyilip kǝtkǝndǝ, ular xadlinidu» — dedim mǝn.
17 For Y am redi to betyngis; and my sorewe is euere in my siyt.
Qünki mǝn dǝldǝngxip, tügixǝy dǝp ⱪaldim, Azabim kɵz aldimdin kǝtmǝydu.
18 For Y schal telle my wickidnesse; and Y schal thenke for my synne.
Qünki mǝn ɵz yamanliⱪimni iⱪrar ⱪilimǝn; Gunaⱨim üstidǝ ⱪayƣurimǝn.
19 But myn enemyes lyuen, and ben confermed on me; and thei ben multiplyed, that haten me wickidli.
Lekin düxmǝnlirim juxⱪun ⱨǝm küqlüktur; Ⱪara qaplap, manga nǝprǝtlǝngǝnlǝrning sani nurƣundur.
20 Thei that yelden yuels for goodis, backbitiden me; for Y suede goodnesse.
Wapaƣa japa ⱪilidiƣanlar bolsa, mǝn bilǝn ⱪarxilixidu; Qünki mǝn yahxiliⱪni kɵzlǝp, intilimǝn.
21 My Lord God, forsake thou not me; go thou not awei fro me.
I Pǝrwǝrdigar, mǝndin waz kǝqmigǝysǝn! I Hudayim, mǝndin yiraⱪlaxmiƣaysǝn!
22 Lord God of myn helthe; biholde thou in to myn help.
I Rǝb, mening nijatliⱪim, Manga qapsan yardǝm ⱪilƣaysǝn!
