Zebur 3
1 Dawut öz oghli Abshalomdin qéchip yürgen künlerde yazghan küy: — I Perwerdigar, méni qistawatqanlar neqeder köpiyip ketken, Men bilen qarshilishiwatqanlar némidégen köp!
A Psalm of David, when he fled from his son Absalom. O LORD, how my foes have increased! How many rise up against me!
2 Nurghunlar men toghruluq: — «Xudadin uninggha héch nijat yoqtur!» déyishiwatidu. (Sélah)
Many say of me, “God will not deliver him.”
3 Biraq Sen, i Perwerdigar, etrapimdiki qalqandursen; Shan-sheripim hem béshimni yöligüchidursen!
But You, O LORD, are a shield around me, my glory, and the One who lifts my head.
4 Awazim bilen men Perwerdigargha nida qilimen, U muqeddes téghidin ijabet béridu. (Sélah)
To the LORD I cry aloud, and He answers me from His holy mountain.
5 Men bolsam yattim, uxlidim; Oyghandim, chünki Perwerdigar manga yar-yölek bolidu.
I lie down and sleep; I wake again, for the LORD sustains me.
6 Méni qorshap sep tüzgen tümenligen ademler bolsimu, Men ulardin qorqmaymen!
I will not fear the myriads set against me on every side.
7 I Perwerdigar, ornungdin tur! Méni qutquz, i Xudayim! Méning barliq düshmenlirimning testikige salghaysen; Rezillerning chishlirini chéqiwetkeysen!
Arise, O LORD! Save me, O my God! Strike all my enemies on the jaw; break the teeth of the wicked.
8 Nijatliq bolsa Perwerdigardindur; Berikiting Öz xelqingde bolsun! (Sélah)
Salvation belongs to the LORD; may Your blessing be on Your people.
