Zebur 142

1 Dawut gharda yoshurunup turghan waqitta yazghan «Masqil»: — Men Perwerdigargha awazimni anglitip nale-peryad kötürimen; Perwerdigargha awazim bilen yélinimen;

A Maskil of David, when he was in the cave. A prayer. I cry aloud to the LORD; I lift my voice to the LORD for mercy.

2 Uning aldida dad-zarlirimni tökimen; Uninggha awarichilikimni éytimen.

I pour out my complaint before Him; I reveal my trouble to Him.

3 Rohim ichimde tügishey dep qalghanda, Shu chaghda basqan yolumni bilgensen; Men mangghan yolda ular manga qiltaq saldi.

Although my spirit grows faint within me, You know my way. Along the path I travel they have hidden a snare for me.

4 Ong yénimgha qarap baqqaysen; Etrapimda méni tonuydighan adem yoqtur; Panahgah yoqap ketti; Héch adem jénimgha köyünmeydu.

Look to my right and see; no one attends to me. There is no refuge for me; no one cares for my soul.

5 Men Sanga peryad kötürdüm, i Perwerdigar; Sanga: «Sen méning Bashpanahimsen, Tiriklerning zéminida bolghan Nésiwemdursen» — dédim.

I cry to You, O LORD: “You are my refuge, my portion in the land of the living.”

6 Méning peryadimgha qulaq salghaysen; Chünki men intayin xarab ehwalgha chüshürüldum; Méni qoghlighuchilirimdin qutuldurghaysen; Chünki ular mendin küchlüktur.

Listen to my cry, for I am brought quite low. Rescue me from my pursuers, for they are too strong for me.

7 Séning namingni tebriklishim üchün, Jénimni türmidin chiqarghaysen; Heqqaniylar etrapimda olishidu; Chünki Sen manga zor méhribanliq körsitisen.

Free my soul from prison, that I may praise Your name. The righteous will gather around me because of Your goodness to me.