< Zebur 31 >

1 Neghmichilerning béshigha tapshurulup oqulsun dep, Dawut yazghan küy: — Sen Perwerdigarni, men bashpanah qildim; Méni héchqachan yerge qaritip qoymighaysen; Öz heqqaniyliqing bilen méni azad qilip qutquzghaysen;
To him that excelleth. A Psalme of David. In thee, O Lord, haue I put my trust: let mee neuer be confounded: deliuer me in thy righteousnesse.
2 Manga qulaq salghaysen, méni tézrek qutquzuwalghaysen; Manga qoram tash, Özümni qoghdaydighan qorghanliq qel’e bolghaysen.
Bowe downe thine eare to me: make haste to deliuer mee: be vnto me a stronge rocke, and an house of defence to saue me.
3 Chünki Sen méning uyultéshim, méning qorghinimdursen; Shunga Öz naming üchün méni yétekligeysen, méni bashlighaysen.
For thou art my rocke and my fortresse: therefore for thy Names sake direct mee and guide me.
4 Manga yoshurun sélin’ghan tuzaqtin qedemlirimni tartqaysen; Chünki Sen méning bashpanahimdursen.
Drawe mee out of the nette, that they haue layde priuilie for mee: for thou art my strength.
5 Men rohimni qolunggha tapshurdum; Sen manga nijatliq qilip hörlükke chiqarghansen, i Perwerdigar, heq Tengri.
Into thine hand I commend my spirit: for thou hast redeemed me, O Lord God of trueth.
6 Yalghan ilahlargha choqunidighanlardin yirginip keldim; Men bolsam Perwerdigargha étiqad qilimen.
I haue hated them that giue them selues to deceitfull vanities: for I trust in the Lord.
7 Özgermes muhebbiting bilen xushal bolup shadlinimen; Chünki méning xarliqimni kördüngsen; Jénimning azap-oqubetliridin xewer tapting.
I wil be glad and reioyce in thy mercie: for thou hast seene my trouble: thou hast knowen my soule in aduersities,
8 Méni düshmenlirimning qoligha chüshürmiding, Belki putlirimni kengri jaygha turghuzdung.
And thou hast not shut me vp in the hand of the enemie, but hast set my feete at large.
9 I Perwerdigar, manga rehim-shepqet körsetkeysen, Chünki béshimgha külpet chüshti; Derd-elemdin közüm tügüshey dep qaldi, Jénim, wujudummu shundaq.
Haue mercie vpon mee, O Lord: for I am in trouble: mine eye, my soule and my bellie are consumed with griefe.
10 Hayatim qayghu-hesret bilen, Yillirim ghem-ghusse bilen uprawatidu. Gunahim tüpeylidin maghdurum kétey dep qaldi, Ustixanlirim sizip ketti.
For my life is wasted with heauinesse, and my yeeres with mourning: my strength faileth for my paine, and my bones are consumed.
11 Men reqiblirimning iza-ahanitige qaldim, Yéqinlirim aldida téximu shundaq; Tonushlirimghimu bir wehime boldum; Kochida méni körgenlermu mendin dajip qachidu.
I was a reproch among all mine enemies, but specially among my neighbours: and a feare to mine acquaintance, who seeing me in the streete, fled from me.
12 Hemmeylen méni ölgen ademdek, könglidin chiqirip tashlashti; Puchuq chinidek bolup qaldim.
I am forgotten, as a dead man out of minde: I am like a broken vessell.
13 Chünki nurghunlarning töhmetlirini anglidim, Wehime terep-tereplerde turidu; Ular manga hujum qilishqa meslihetlishiwatidu, Jénimni élishqa qest qilishiwatidu.
For I haue heard the rayling of great men: feare was on euery side, while they conspired together against mee, and consulted to take my life.
14 Biraq men Sanga tayinimen, i Perwerdigar; «Sen méning Xudayim!» — dédim.
But I trusted in thee, O Lord: I said, Thou art my God.
15 Méning künlirim Séning qolungdidur; Méni düshmenlirimning qolidin hem manga ziyankeshlik qilghuchilardin qutquzghaysen.
My times are in thine hande: deliuer mee from the hande of mine enemies, and from them that persecute me.
16 Qulunggha didaringning jilwisini chüshürgeysen; Özgermes muhebbiting bilen manga nijatliq ata qilghaysen.
Make thy face to shine vpon thy seruant, and saue me through thy mercie.
17 I Perwerdigar, méni yerge qaritip qoymighaysen; Chünki men Sanga iltija qildim; Reziller yerge qarap qalsun; Ularning tehtisarada zuwani tutulsun; (Sheol h7585)
Let me not be confounded, O Lord: for I haue called vpon thee: let the wicked bee put to confusion, and to silence in the graue. (Sheol h7585)
18 Yalghan lewler zuwandin qalsun! Ular heqqaniylarni xalighanche mazaq qilip tekebburluq bilen sözlimekte!
Let the lying lips be made dumme, which cruelly, proudly and spitefully speake against the righteous.
19 Özüngni bashpanah qilghanlar üchün insan balilirining köz aldida körsetken iltipatliring, Yeni Özüngdin qorqidighanlar üchün, saqlighan iltipat-németliring neqeder moldur!
Howe great is thy goodnesse, which thou hast layde vp for them, that feare thee! and done to them, that trust in thee, euen before the sonnes of men!
20 Sen ularni insanlarning suyiqestliridin Öz huzurungdiki yoshurun dalda jaygha alisen; Sen ularni til-ahanetlerdin sayiwiningde yoshurup qoyisen.
Thou doest hide them priuily in thy presence from the pride of men: thou keepest them secretly in thy Tabernacle from the strife of tongues.
21 Perwerdigargha teshekkür-medhiyiler yollansun! Chünki U özgermes muhebbitini zulmetlik bir sheherde ajayib nimayen qildi!
Blessed be the Lord: for hee hath shewed his marueilous kindenesse toward me in a strong citie.
22 Chünki men dekke-dükkide hoduqup: — Séni, méni közidin chiqirip qoydimikin, dep qorqqanidim; Halbuki, men nale kötürüp yélin’ghinimda, peryadimgha qulaq salding.
Though I said in mine haste, I am cast out of thy sight, yet thou heardest the voyce of my prayer, when I cryed vnto thee.
23 Perwerdigarni söyünglar, i Uning barliq mömin bendiliri! Perwerdigar Özige sadiqlarni qoghdaydu, Hem tekebburluq bilen ish qilghuchilarning qilmishlirini öz béshigha hessilep qayturidu!
Loue ye the Lord all his Saintes: for the Lord preserueth the faithfull, and rewardeth abundantly the proud doer.
24 I Perwerdigarni telmürüp kütkenler, Jigerlik bol, qelbing merdane qilinsun!
All ye that trust in the Lord, be strong, and he shall establish your heart.

< Zebur 31 >