Psalms 88
1 The song of salm, to the sones of Chore, to victorie on Mahalat, for to answere, the lernyng of Heman Ezraite. Lord God of myn helthe; Y criede in dai and nyyt bifore thee.
Koraⱨning oƣulliri üqün yezilƣan küy-nahxa: — Nǝƣmiqilǝrning bexiƣa tapxurulup, «Mahalat-leanot» aⱨangida oⱪulsun dǝp, Əzraliⱪ Ⱨeman yazƣan «Masⱪil»: — I Pǝrwǝrdigar, nijatliⱪim bolƣan Huda, Keqǝ-kündüz Sanga nalǝ ⱪilip kǝldim.
2 Mi preier entre bifore thi siyt; bowe doun thin eere to my preier.
Duayim Sening aldingƣa kirip ijabǝt bolsun; Nidayimƣa ⱪulaⱪ salƣaysǝn;
Qünki dǝrdlǝrdin jenim toyƣan, Ⱨayatim tǝⱨtisaraƣa yeⱪinlaxⱪan, (Sheol h7585)
4 I am gessid with hem that goon doun in to the lake; Y am maad as a man with outen help,
Ⱨangƣa qüxüwatⱪanlar ⱪatarida ⱨesablinimǝn; Küq-madari ⱪuruƣan adǝmdǝk bolup ⱪaldim.
5 and fre among deed men. As men woundid slepinge in sepulcris, of whiche men noon is myndeful aftir; and thei ben put awei fro thin hond.
Ɵlüklǝr arisiƣa taxlanƣanmǝn, Ⱪirilip ⱪǝbridǝ yatⱪanlardǝk; Sǝn ularni yǝnǝ ǝslimǝysǝn, Ular ⱪolungdin üzüp elinip yiraⱪ ⱪilinƣan.
6 Thei han put me in the lower lake; in derke places, and in the schadewe of deth.
Sǝn meni ⱨangning ǝng tegigǝ, Zulmǝtlik jaylarƣa, dengizning qongⱪur yǝrlirigǝ qɵmdürdüng.
7 Thi strong veniaunce is confermed on me; and thou hast brouyt in alle thi wawis on me.
Ⱪǝⱨring üstümgǝ eƣir yüktǝk basti, Barliⱪ dolⱪunliring bilǝn meni ⱪiyniding.
8 Thou hast maad fer fro me my knowun; thei han set me abhomynacioun to hem silf. I am takun, and Y yede not out;
Mǝndin dost-buradǝrlirimni yiraⱪlaxturdung; Ularni mǝndin yirgǝndürdüng; Mǝn ⱪamalƣanmǝn, ⱨeq qiⱪalmaymǝn.
9 myn iyen weren sijk for pouert. Lord, Y criede to thee; al dai Y spredde abrood myn hondis to thee.
Kɵzlirim azab-oⱪubǝttin hirǝlǝxti; Ⱨǝr küni Sanga nida ⱪilimǝn, i Pǝrwǝrdigar, Ⱪollirimni Sanga kɵtürüp kǝldim.
10 Whethir thou schalt do merueils to deed men; ether leechis schulen reise, and thei schulen knouleche to thee?
Ɵlüklǝrgǝ mɵjizǝ kɵrsitǝrsǝnmu? Mǝrⱨumlar ornidin turup Sanga tǝxǝkkür eytarmu?
11 Whether ony man in sepulcre schal telle thi merci; and thi treuthe in perdicioun?
Ɵzgǝrmǝs muⱨǝbbiting ⱪǝbridǝ bayan ⱪilinarmu? Ⱨalakǝt diyarida sadiⱪliⱪ-ⱨǝⱪiⱪiting mahtilarmu?
12 Whether thi merueilis schulen be knowun in derknessis; and thi riytfulnesse in the lond of foryetyng?
Karamǝtliring zülmǝttǝ tonularmu? Ⱨǝⱪⱪaniyliⱪing «untulux zemini»dǝ bilinǝrmu?
13 And, Lord, Y criede to thee; and erli my preier schal bifor come to thee.
Biraⱪ mǝn bolsam, Pǝrwǝrdigar, Sanga pǝryad kɵtürimǝn, Tang sǝⱨǝrdǝ duayim aldingƣa kiridu.
14 Lord, whi puttist thou awei my preier; turnest awei thi face fro me?
I Pǝrwǝrdigar, nemigǝ jenimni taxliwǝtting? Nemigǝ jamalingni mǝndin yoxurdung?
15 I am pore, and in traueils fro my yongthe; sotheli Y am enhaunsid, and Y am maad low, and disturblid.
Yaxliⱪimdin tartip mǝn ezilgǝn, bimardurmǝn; Wǝⱨxǝtliringni kɵrüwerip ⱨeq ⱨalim ⱪalmidi.
16 Thi wraththis passiden on me; and thi dredis disturbliden me.
Ⱪǝⱨring üstümdin ɵtti; Wǝⱨimiliring meni nabut ⱪildi.
17 Thei cumpassiden me as watir al dai; thei cumpassiden me togidere.
Ular kün boyi taxⱪin suliridǝk meni orawaldi, Tamamǝn meni qɵmdürdi.
18 Thou madist fer fro me a frend and neiybore; and my knowun fro wretchidnesse.
Jan dostlirimni, aƣinilirimni meningdin yiraⱪlaxturdung, Mening ǝziz dostum bolsa ⱪarangƣuluⱪtur!
