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 Psalme of Dauid, when he fled from his sonne Absalom. Lord, howe are mine aduersaries increased? howe many rise against me?
2 Nurghunlar men toghruluq: — «Xudadin uninggha héch nijat yoqtur!» déyishiwatidu. (Sélah)
Many say to my soule, There is no helpe for him in God. (Selah)
3 Biraq Sen, i Perwerdigar, etrapimdiki qalqandursen; Shan-sheripim hem béshimni yöligüchidursen!
But thou Lord art a buckler for me: my glory, and the lifter vp of mine head.
4 Awazim bilen men Perwerdigargha nida qilimen, U muqeddes téghidin ijabet béridu. (Sélah)
I did call vnto the Lord with my voyce, and he heard me out of his holy mountaine. (Selah)
5 Men bolsam yattim, uxlidim; Oyghandim, chünki Perwerdigar manga yar-yölek bolidu.
I layed me downe and slept, and rose vp againe: for the Lord susteined me.
6 Méni qorshap sep tüzgen tümenligen ademler bolsimu, Men ulardin qorqmaymen!
I will not be afrayde for ten thousand of the people, that should beset me round about.
7 I Perwerdigar, ornungdin tur! Méni qutquz, i Xudayim! Méning barliq düshmenlirimning testikige salghaysen; Rezillerning chishlirini chéqiwetkeysen!
O Lord, arise: helpe me, my God: for thou hast smitten all mine enemies vpon the cheeke bone: thou hast broken the teeth of the wicked.
8 Nijatliq bolsa Perwerdigardindur; Berikiting Öz xelqingde bolsun! (Sélah)
Saluation belongeth vnto the Lord, and thy blessing is vpon thy people. (Selah)
