Zebur 30
1 Muqeddes ibadetxanini Xudagha atashni tebriklep, Dawut yazghan küy: — Men Séni aliy dep ulughlaymen, i Perwerdigar, Chünki Sen méni pestin yuqiri kötürdüng, Düshmenlirimni üstümdin xushallandurmiding.
A Canticle Psalm. In dedication to the house of David. I will extol you, Lord, for you have sustained me, and you have not allowed my enemies to delight over me.
2 I Perwerdigar Xudayim, men Sanga nale kötürdüm, Sen méni saqaytting.
O Lord my God, I have cried out to you, and you have healed me.
3 I Perwerdigar, Sen tehtisaradin jénimni élip chiqting, Hanggha chüshidighanlar arisidin manga hayat bérip saqliding. (Sheol h7585)
Lord, you led my soul away from Hell. You have saved me from those who descend into the pit. (Sheol h7585)
4 Perwerdigargha küy éytinglar, i Uning ixlasmen bendiliri, Uning pak-muqeddeslikini yad étip teshekkür éytinglar.
Sing a psalm to the Lord, you his saints, and confess with remembrance of his holiness.
5 Chünki Uning ghezipi deqiqide ötüp kétidu, Shapaiti bolsa ömürwayet bolidu; Yigha-zar kéchiche qonup qalsimu, Xushalliq tang seher bilen teng kélidu.
For wrath is in his indignation, and life is in his will. Toward evening, weeping will linger, and toward morning, gladness.
6 Men bolsam öz rahet-paraghitimde: «Menggüge tewrenmey muqim turimen» — dédim.
But I have said in my abundance: “I will never be disturbed.”
7 Perwerdigar, shapaiting bilen, méning téghimni mustehkem turghuzghaniding; Emma Sen didaringni qachurup yoshurdung; Men alaqzade bolup kettim;
O Lord, in your will, you made virtue preferable to beauty for me. You turned your face away from me, and I became disturbed.
8 Men Sanga nale-peryad kötürdüm, i Perwerdigar; Men [Sen] Rebke iltija qildim: —
To you, Lord, I will cry out. And I will make supplication to my God.
9 — Méning qénim tökülüp, hanggha kirsem néme paydisi bardur? Topa-chang Séni medhiyilemdu? U heqiqitingni jakarliyalamdu?
What use would there be in my blood, if I descend into corruption? Will dust confess to you or announce your truth?
10 Anglighaysen, i Perwerdigar, manga shepqet körsetkeysen; I Perwerdigar, manga yardemde bolghaysen!
The Lord has heard, and he has been merciful to me. The Lord has become my helper.
11 Sen matem qayghusini ussul oynashlargha aylandurdung; [Haziliq] böz kiyimimni salduriwétip, Manga xushalliqni belwagh qilip baghliding;
You have turned my mourning into gladness for me. You have cut off my sackcloth, and you have surrounded me with joy.
12 Shunga méning rohim süküt qilmay, Sanga küyler oqusun! I Perwerdigar, méning Xudayim, Sanga ebedil’ebedgiche teshekkürlerni éytimen!
So then, may my glory sing to you, and may I not regret it. O Lord, my God, I will confess to you for eternity.
