Psalms 40
1 To the Overseer. — A Psalm of David. I have diligently expected Jehovah, And He inclineth to me, and heareth my cry,
Dawut yazƣan küy: — Pǝrwǝrdigarƣa tǝlmürüp, küttüm, küttüm; U manga egilip pǝryadimni anglidi.
2 And He doth cause me to come up From a pit of desolation — from mire of mud, And He raiseth up on a rock my feet, He is establishing my steps.
U meni ⱨalakǝt orikidin, Xundaⱪla patⱪaⱪ laydin tartiwaldi, Putlirimni uyultax üstigǝ turƣuzup, Ⱪǝdǝmlirimni mustǝⱨkǝm ⱪildi.
3 And He putteth in my mouth a new song, 'Praise to our God.' Many do see and fear, and trust in Jehovah.
U aƣzimƣa yengi nahxa-munajatni, Yǝni Hudayimizni mǝdⱨiyilǝxlǝrni saldi; Nurƣun hǝlⱪ buni kɵrüp, ⱪorⱪidu, Ⱨǝm Pǝrwǝrdigarƣa tayinidu.
4 O the happiness of the man Who hath made Jehovah his trust, And hath not turned unto the proud, And those turning aside to lies.
Tǝkǝbburlardin yardǝm izdimǝydiƣan, Yalƣanqiliⱪⱪa ezip kǝtmǝydiƣan, Bǝlki Pǝrwǝrdigarni ɵz tayanqisi ⱪilƣan kixi bǝhtliktur!
5 Much hast Thou done, Jehovah my God; Thy wonders and Thy thoughts toward us, There is none to arrange unto Thee, I declare and speak: They have been more than to be numbered.
I Pǝrwǝrdigar Hudayim, Sening biz üqün ⱪilƣan karamǝtliring wǝ oy-niyǝtliringni barƣanseri kɵpǝytip, san-sanaⱪsiz ⱪilƣansǝn, Kimmu ularni bir-birlǝp ⱨesablap Ɵzünggǝ [rǝⱨmǝt ⱪayturup] bolalisun! Ularni sɵzlǝp baxtin-ahir bayan ⱪilay desǝm, Ularni sanap tügitix mumkin ǝmǝs.
6 Sacrifice and present Thou hast not desired, Ears Thou hast prepared for me, Burnt and sin-offering Thou hast not asked.
Nǝ ⱪurbanliⱪ, nǝ ax ⱨǝdiyǝlǝr Sening tǝlǝp-arzuyung ǝmǝs, Biraⱪ Sǝn manga [sǝzgür] ⱪulaⱪlarni ata ⱪilding; Nǝ kɵydürmǝ ⱪurbanliⱪ, nǝ gunaⱨ ⱪurbanliⱪini tǝlǝp ⱪilmiding;
7 Then said I, 'Lo, I have come,' In the roll of the book it is written of me,
Xunga jawab bǝrdimki — «Mana mǝn kǝldim!» — dedim. Oram yazma dǝsturda mǝn toƣruluⱪ pütülgǝn: —
8 To do Thy pleasure, my God, I have delighted, And Thy law [is] within my heart.
«Hudayim, Sening kɵnglüngdiki iradǝng mening hursǝnlikimdur; Sening Tǝwrat ⱪanunung ⱪǝlbimgǝ pütüklüktur».
9 I have proclaimed tidings of righteousness In the great assembly, lo, my lips I restrain not, O Jehovah, Thou hast known.
Büyük jamaǝt arisida turup mǝn ⱨǝⱪⱪaniyliⱪni jakarlidim; Mana bularni ɵzümdǝ ⱪilqǝ elip ⱪalƣum yoⱪtur, I Pǝrwǝrdigar, Ɵzüng bilisǝn.
10 Thy righteousness I have not concealed In the midst of my heart, Thy faithfulness and Thy salvation I have told, I have not hidden Thy kindness and Thy truth, To the great assembly.
Ⱨǝⱪⱪaniyliⱪingni ⱪǝlbimdǝ yoxurup yürmidim; Wapadarliⱪingni wǝ nijatliⱪingni jakarlidim; Ɵzgǝrmǝs muⱨǝbbiting wǝ ⱨǝⱪiⱪitingni büyük jamaǝtkǝ ⱨeq yoxurmastin bayan ⱪildim.
11 Thou, O Jehovah, restrainest not Thy mercies from me, Thy kindness and Thy truth do continually keep me.
I Pǝrwǝrdigar, meⱨribanliⱪliringni mǝndin ayimiƣaysǝn; Ɵzgǝrmǝs muⱨǝbbiting wǝ ⱨǝⱪiⱪiting ⱨǝrdaim meni saⱪliƣay!
12 For compassed me have evils innumerable, Overtaken me have mine iniquities, And I have not been able to see; They have been more than the hairs of my head, And my heart hath forsaken me.
Qünki sansiz külpǝtlǝr meni oriwaldi; Ⱪǝbiⱨliklirim meni besiwelip, kɵrǝlmǝydiƣan boldum; Ular beximdiki qeqimdin kɵp, Jasaritim tügixip kǝtti.
13 Be pleased, O Jehovah, to deliver me, O Jehovah, for my help make haste.
Meni ⱪutⱪuzuxni toƣra tapⱪaysǝn, i Pǝrwǝrdigar! I Pǝrwǝrdigar, tez kelip, manga yardǝm ⱪilƣaysǝn!
14 They are ashamed and confounded together, Who are seeking my soul to destroy it, They are turned backward, And are ashamed, who are desiring my evil.
Mening ⱨayatimƣa qang salmaⱪqi bolƣanlar biraⱪla yǝrgǝ ⱪaritilip rǝswa ⱪilinsun; Mening ziyinimdin hursǝn bolƣanlar kǝynigǝ yandurulup xǝrmǝndǝ bolƣay.
15 They are desolate because of their shame, Who are saying to me, 'Aha, aha.'
Meni: — «Waⱨ! Waⱨ!» dǝp mǝshirǝ ⱪilƣanlar ɵz xǝrmǝndilikidin alaⱪzadǝ bolup kǝtsun!
16 All seeking Thee rejoice and are glad in Thee, Those loving Thy salvation say continually, 'Jehovah is magnified.'
Biraⱪ Seni izdigüqilǝrning ⱨǝmmisi Sǝndǝ xadlinip huxal bolƣay! Nijatliⱪingni sɵygǝnlǝr ⱨǝmixǝ: «Pǝrwǝrdigar uluƣlansun» deyixkǝy!
17 And I [am] poor and needy, The Lord doth devise for me. My help and my deliverer [art] Thou, O my God, tarry Thou not.
Mǝn ezilgǝn ⱨǝm yoⱪsul bolsammu, Biraⱪ Rǝb yǝnila meni yad etidu; Sǝn mening Yardǝmqim, mening azad ⱪilƣuqim; I Hudayim, keqikmǝy kǝlgǝysǝn!
