Zebur 39
1 Neghmichilerning béshi Yedutun’gha tapshurulghan, Dawut yazghan küy: — «Tilim gunah qilmisun dep, Yollirimgha diqqet qilimen; Reziller köz aldimda bolsa, men aghzimgha bir köshek salimen» — dégenidim.
For the Leader, for Jeduthun. A Psalm of David. I said: 'I will take heed to my ways, that I sin not with my tongue; I will keep a curb upon my mouth, while the wicked is before me.'
2 Men süküt qilip, zuwan sürmidim, Hetta yaxshiliq toghrisidiki sözlernimu aghzimdin chiqarmidim; Biraq dil azabim téximu qozghaldi.
I was dumb with silence; I held my peace, had no comfort; and my pain was held in check.
3 Könglümde zerdem qaynidi, Oylan’ghanséri ot bolup yandi; Andin tilim ixtiyarsiz sözlep ketti.
My heart waxed hot within me; while I was musing, the fire kindled; then spoke I with my tongue:
4 I Perwerdigar, öz ejilimni, Künlirimning qanchilik ikenlikini manga ayan qilghin; Ajiz insan balisi ikenlikimni manga bildürgin.
'LORD, make me to know mine end, and the measure of my days, what it is; let me know how short-lived I am.
5 Mana, Sen künlirimni peqet nechche ghérichla qilding, Séning aldingda ömrüm yoq hésabididur. Berheq, barliq insanlar tik tursimu, peqet bir tiniqla, xalas. (Sélah)
Behold, Thou hast made my days as hand-breadths; and mine age is as nothing before Thee; surely every man at his best estate is altogether vanity. (Selah)
6 Berheq, herbir insanning hayati xuddi bir kölenggidur, Ularning aldirap-saldirashliri bihude awarichiliktur; Ular bayliqlarni toplaydu, lékin kéyin bu bayliqlarni kimning qoligha jughlinidighanliqini bilmeydu.
Surely man walketh as a mere semblance; surely for vanity they are in turmoil; he heapeth up riches, and knoweth not who shall gather them.
7 I Reb, emdi men némini kütimen? Méning ümidim sangila baghliqtur.
And now, Lord, what wait I for? My hope, it is in Thee.
8 Méni barliq asiyliqlirimdin qutquzghaysen, Méni hamaqetlerning mesxirisige qaldurmighaysen.
Deliver me from all my transgressions; make me not the reproach of the base.
9 Süküt qilip zuwan sürmidim; Chünki mana, mushu [jazani] Özüng yürgüzgensen.
I am dumb, I open not my mouth; because Thou hast done it.
10 Méni salghan wabayingni mendin néri qilghaysen; Chünki qolungning zerbisi bilen tügishey dep qaldim.
Remove Thy stroke from off me; I am consumed by the blow of Thy hand.
11 Sen tenbihliring bilen kishini öz yamanliqi üchün terbiyiliginingde, Sen xuddi nersilerge küye qurti chüshkendek, uning izzet-ghururini yoq qiliwétisen; Berheq, herbir adem bir tiniqla, xalas. (Sélah)
With rebukes dost Thou chasten man for iniquity, and like a moth Thou makest his beauty to consume away; surely every man is vanity. (Selah)
12 I Perwerdigar, duayimni anglighaysen, Peryadimgha qulaq salghaysen! Köz yashlirimgha süküt qilmighaysen! Chünki men pütkül ata-bowilirimdek, Séning aldingda yaqa yurtluq, musapirmen, xalas!
Hear my prayer, O LORD, and give ear unto my cry; keep not silence at my tears; for I am a stranger with Thee, a sojourner, as all my fathers were.
13 Manga tikken közüngni mendin néri qilghaysenki, Men barsa kelmes jaygha ketküche, Méni bir’az bolsimu rahettin behrimen qilghaysen.
Look away from me, that I may take comfort, before I go hence, and be no more.'
