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 psalm of David. A psalm for the dedication of the Temple. I want to tell everyone how good you are, Lord, for you saved me, and you didn't let my enemies triumph over me.

2 I Perwerdigar Xudayim, men Sanga nale kötürdüm, Sen méni saqaytting.

Lord, my God, I called out to you for help, and you have healed me.

3 I Perwerdigar, Sen tehtisaradin jénimni élip chiqting, Hanggha chüshidighanlar arisidin manga hayat bérip saqliding. (Sheol h7585)

Lord, you rescued me from the grave, you brought me back to life, saving me from going down into the pit of death. (Sheol h7585)

4 Perwerdigargha küy éytinglar, i Uning ixlasmen bendiliri, Uning pak-muqeddeslikini yad étip teshekkür éytinglar.

You who trust the Lord, sing praises to him, and be thankful for his holy character!

5 Chünki Uning ghezipi deqiqide ötüp kétidu, Shapaiti bolsa ömürwayet bolidu; Yigha-zar kéchiche qonup qalsimu, Xushalliq tang seher bilen teng kélidu.

For his anger only lasts a moment, but his favor lasts a lifetime. You may spend the night in tears, but happiness comes with the morning.

6 Men bolsam öz rahet-paraghitimde: «Menggüge tewrenmey muqim turimen» — dédim.

When things were going well, I said, “Nothing will ever shake me!”

7 Perwerdigar, shapaiting bilen, méning téghimni mustehkem turghuzghaniding; Emma Sen didaringni qachurup yoshurdung; Men alaqzade bolup kettim;

Lord, when you showed me your favor I stood as strong as a mountain; when you turned away from me I was terrified.

8 Men Sanga nale-peryad kötürdüm, i Perwerdigar; Men [Sen] Rebke iltija qildim: —

I called out to you for help, Lord. I asked the Lord for grace, saying,

9 — Méning qénim tökülüp, hanggha kirsem néme paydisi bardur? Topa-chang Séni medhiyilemdu? U heqiqitingni jakarliyalamdu?

What would you gain if I die, if I go down into the pit of death? Would my dust praise you? Would it tell of your trustworthiness?

10 Anglighaysen, i Perwerdigar, manga shepqet körsetkeysen; I Perwerdigar, manga yardemde bolghaysen!

Please listen to me, Lord, and be gracious to me! Lord, you are the one who helps me.

11 Sen matem qayghusini ussul oynashlargha aylandurdung; [Haziliq] böz kiyimimni salduriwétip, Manga xushalliqni belwagh qilip baghliding;

You have turned my weeping into dancing. You have taken off my clothes of sackcloth and dressed me in happiness,

12 Shunga méning rohim süküt qilmay, Sanga küyler oqusun! I Perwerdigar, méning Xudayim, Sanga ebedil’ebedgiche teshekkürlerni éytimen!

so I can sing praises to you and not keep quiet. Lord my God, I will thank you forever!