Psalms 27
1 By David. Jehovah [is] my light and my salvation, Whom do I fear? Jehovah [is] the strength of my life, Of whom am I afraid?
Dawut yazghan küy: — Perwerdigar méning nurum we nijatliqimdur; Men yene kimdin qorqay? Perwerdigar hayatimning qorghinidur; Men kimning aldida titrey?
2 When evil doers come near to me to eat my flesh, My adversaries and mine enemies to me, They have stumbled and fallen.
Yamanliq qilghuchilar «Uning etlirini yeyli» dep manga hujum qilghanda, Reqiblirim, düshmenlirim manga yéqinlashqanda, Putliship, yiqildi ular.
3 Though a host doth encamp against me, My heart doth not fear, Though war riseth up against me, In this I [am] confident.
Zor qoshun bargah qurup méni qorshawgha alsimu, Qelbimde héch qorqunch yoq; Manga urush qozghisimu, yenila xatirjem turiwérimen.
4 One [thing] I asked of Jehovah — it I seek. My dwelling in the house of Jehovah, All the days of my life, To look on the pleasantness of Jehovah, And to inquire in His temple.
Perwerdigardin birla nersini tilep keldim; Men shuninggha intilimektimenki: — Ömür boyi Perwerdigarning öyide bolsam, Perwerdigarning güzellikige qarap yürsem, Uning ibadetxanisida turup, yéteklishige muyesser bolsam, deymen.
5 For He hideth me in a tabernacle in the day of evil, He hideth me in a secret place of His tent, On a rock he raiseth me up.
Béshimgha kün chüshkende, U méni sayiwini astigha alidu; Méni chédirining ichide aman saqlap yoshuruwalidu. U méni uyultash üstige muqim turghuzidu.
6 And now, lifted up is my head, Above my enemies — my surrounders, And I sacrifice in His tent sacrifices of shouting, I sing, yea, I sing praise to Jehovah.
Shunga hazir etrapimdiki düshmenlirim aldida béshim yuqiri kötürülidu. Uning muqeddes chédirida tentene qilip qurbanliqlar sunimen; Naxsha-küyler éytimen, munajatlarni éytimen Perwerdigargha!
7 Hear, O Jehovah, my voice — I call, And favour me, and answer me.
Nida qilghinimda awazimni anglighaysen, i Perwerdigar; Manga méhir-shepqet körsitip, ijabet qilghaysen.
8 To Thee said my heart 'They sought my face, Thy face, O Jehovah, I seek.'
Öz könglüm: «Uning didarini izdenglar!» deydu; Didaringni, i Perwerdigar, özüm izdeymen.
9 Hide not Thy face from me, Turn not aside in anger Thy servant, My help Thou hast been. Leave me not, nor forsake me, O God of my salvation.
Mendin Özüngni qachurmighaysen! Ghezeplen’gende qulungni néri qoghlimighaysen; Sen méningdin yardimingni ayimay kelding; Sen mendin ayrilmighaysen, méni tashliwetmigeysen, i Nijatkarim Xuda!
10 When my father and my mother Have forsaken me, then doth Jehovah gather me.
Ata-anam méni tashliwetsimu, Perwerdigar méni quchiqigha alidu.
11 Shew me, O Jehovah, Thy way, And lead me in a path of uprightness, For the sake of my beholders.
Manga Öz yolungni ögetkeysen, i Perwerdigar; Küshendilirim [paylap yürmekte], Méni tüz yolgha bashlighaysen.
12 Give me not to the will of my adversaries, For risen against me have false witnesses, And they breathe out violence to me.
Méni reqiblirimning meylige tapshurmighaysen, Chünki manga qara chaplashmaqchi bolghan yalghanchilar xéli köptur, Ularning nepeslirimu zorawanliqtur.
13 I had not believed to look on the goodness of Jehovah In the land of the living!
Ah, Perwerdigarning méhribanliqini tiriklerning zéminide körüshke közüm yetmigen bolsa...!
14 Look unto Jehovah — be strong, And He doth strengthen thy heart, Yea, look unto Jehovah!
Perwerdigarni telmürüp kütkin! Jigerlik bol, qelbing merdane bolsun! Shundaq qil, Perwerdigarni telmürüp kütkin!
