Zebur 142

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

An Instructive Psalm of David. When he was in the Cave. A Prayer. With my voice—to Yahweh, make I outcry, With my voice—to Yahweh, make I supplication:

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

I pour out before him my complaint, My distress—before him, I tell.

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

When my spirit fainted concerning myself, then, thou, didst take note of my path, —In the course which I was about to take, they had hidden a snare for me.

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

Look to the right hand and see, that there is none that, for me, hath regard, —Escape is lost to me, There is no one to care for my life.

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

I have made outcry unto thee, O Yahweh, —I have said, Thou, art 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.

Attend thou unto my loud cry, for I am brought very low, —Rescue me from my pursuers, for they are stronger than I.

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

O bring forth, out of prison, my soul, That I may give thanks unto thy Name, —About me, let the righteous gather round, for thou wilt deal bountifully with me.