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. LORD, how are mine adversaries increased! many are they that rise up against me.
2 Nurghunlar men toghruluq: — «Xudadin uninggha héch nijat yoqtur!» déyishiwatidu. (Sélah)
Many there be which say of my soul, There is no help for him in God. (Selah)
3 Biraq Sen, i Perwerdigar, etrapimdiki qalqandursen; Shan-sheripim hem béshimni yöligüchidursen!
But thou, O LORD, art a shield about me; my glory, and the lifter up of mine head.
4 Awazim bilen men Perwerdigargha nida qilimen, U muqeddes téghidin ijabet béridu. (Sélah)
I cry unto the LORD with my voice, and he answereth me out of his holy hill. (Selah)
5 Men bolsam yattim, uxlidim; Oyghandim, chünki Perwerdigar manga yar-yölek bolidu.
I laid me down and slept; I awaked; for the LORD sustaineth me.
6 Méni qorshap sep tüzgen tümenligen ademler bolsimu, Men ulardin qorqmaymen!
I will not be afraid of ten thousands 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, O LORD; save me, O my God: for thou hast smitten all mine enemies upon the cheek bone; thou hast broken the teeth of the wicked.
8 Nijatliq bolsa Perwerdigardindur; Berikiting Öz xelqingde bolsun! (Sélah)
Salvation belongeth unto the LORD: thy blessing be upon thy people. (Selah)
