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 Absalom his son. Jehovah, how many are they that trouble me, many they that rise up against me!
2 Nurghunlar men toghruluq: — «Xudadin uninggha héch nijat yoqtur!» déyishiwatidu. (Sélah)
Many say of my soul, There is no salvation for him in God. (Selah)
3 Biraq Sen, i Perwerdigar, etrapimdiki qalqandursen; Shan-sheripim hem béshimni yöligüchidursen!
But thou, Jehovah, art a shield about me; my glory, and the lifter up of my head.
4 Awazim bilen men Perwerdigargha nida qilimen, U muqeddes téghidin ijabet béridu. (Sélah)
With my voice will I call to Jehovah, and he will answer me from the hill of his holiness. (Selah)
5 Men bolsam yattim, uxlidim; Oyghandim, chünki Perwerdigar manga yar-yölek bolidu.
I laid me down and slept; I awaked, for Jehovah sustaineth me.
6 Méni qorshap sep tüzgen tümenligen ademler bolsimu, Men ulardin qorqmaymen!
I will not fear for myriads of the people that have set themselves against me round about.
7 I Perwerdigar, ornungdin tur! Méni qutquz, i Xudayim! Méning barliq düshmenlirimning testikige salghaysen; Rezillerning chishlirini chéqiwetkeysen!
Arise, Jehovah; save me, my God! For thou hast smitten all mine enemies upon the cheekbone, thou hast broken the teeth of the wicked.
8 Nijatliq bolsa Perwerdigardindur; Berikiting Öz xelqingde bolsun! (Sélah)
Salvation is of Jehovah; thy blessing is upon thy people. (Selah)
