Zebur 28
1 Dawut yazghan küy: — I Perwerdigar, Sanga nida qilimen; I méning Qoram Téshim, manga süküt qilmighaysen; Chünki Sen jimjit turuwalisang, Men chongqur hanggha chüshidighanlargha oxshashla bolimen.
Of David. Unto you, O Lord, do I cry; my rock, be not deaf to me: lest, through holding your peace, I become like those who go down to the pit.
2 Sanga peryad kötürginimde, Séning muqeddes kalamxananggha qolumni kötürginimde, Méning iltijalirimning sadasini anglighaysen!
Hear my loud entreaty, as I cry for help to you, lifting my hands, O Lord, towards your holy chancel.
3 Méni reziller we qebihlik qilghuchilar bilen bille tashliwetmigeysen; Ular aghzida yéqinliri bilen dostane sözleshsimu, Könglide öchmenlik bardur.
Take me not off with the wicked, nor with the workers of wrong, whose speech to their neighbours is friendly, while evil is in their heart.
4 Ularning qilmishlirigha qarap, Ishlirining yamanliqigha qarap ish tutqaysen; Qolining qilghanliri boyiche özlirige yandurghaysen; Tégishlik jazani özlirige qayturghaysen.
Give them as they have done, as their wicked deeds deserve. As their hands have wrought, so give to them: requite to them their deserts.
5 Chünki ular ne Perwerdigarning qilghanlirini, Ne qollirining ishligenlirini héch nezirige almaydu, [Perwerdigar] ularni ghulitip, qaytidin bash kötürgüzmeydu.
They are blind to all that the Lord does, to all that his hands have wrought; and so he will tear them down, to build them up no more.
6 Perwerdigargha teshekkür-medhiye qayturulsun; Chünki U méning iltijalirimning sadasini anglighan.
Blest be the Lord, who has heard my voice as I plead for mercy.
7 Perwerdigar méning küchüm, méning qalqinimdur; Méning könglüm uninggha ishendi, Shuning bilen yardem taptim; Shunga könglüm zor shadlinidu, Öz küyüm bilen men Uni medhiyileymen.
The Lord is my strength and my shield; my heart trusts in him. I was helped: so my heart is exultant, and in my song I will praise him.
8 Perwerdigar Öz [xelqining] küchidur, Shundaqla mesih qilghinigha qutquzghuchi qorghandur.
The Lord is the strength of his people, the fortress who saves his anointed.
9 Öz xelqingni qutquzghaysen, Mirasingni beriketlik qilghaysen; Ularni padichidek béqip ozuqlandurghaysen, Menggüge ularni kötürüp yürgeysen.
O save your people, and bless your inheritance. Be their shepherd and carry them forever.
