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.
“To the chief musician, to Jeduthun, a psalm of David.” I said, I will guard my ways, that I sin not with my tongue: I will guard my mouth with a muzzle, 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 in deep silence, I was quite still, even from [speaking] good; but my pain was greatly excited;
3 Könglümde zerdem qaynidi, Oylan’ghanséri ot bolup yandi; Andin tilim ixtiyarsiz sözlep ketti.
My heart was hot within me, in my self-communing there burnt a fire: [then] spoke I with my tongue,
4 I Perwerdigar, öz ejilimni, Künlirimning qanchilik ikenlikini manga ayan qilghin; Ajiz insan balisi ikenlikimni manga bildürgin.
Let me know, O Lord, my end, and the measure of my days, what it is: I wish to know when I shall cease to be.
5 Mana, Sen künlirimni peqet nechche ghérichla qilding, Séning aldingda ömrüm yoq hésabididur. Berheq, barliq insanlar tik tursimu, peqet bir tiniqla, xalas. (Sélah)
Behold, measured out with the span hast thou made my days; and my whole duration is nothing before thee: yea, as nothing but vanity doth every man stand here. (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.
As nothing but a shadowy image doth man walk about, yea, for vanity only do all make a noise: he heapeth up his gains, and knoweth not who shall gather them.
7 I Reb, emdi men némini kütimen? Méning ümidim sangila baghliqtur.
And now, what shall I wait for, O Lord? my hope is in thee.
8 Méni barliq asiyliqlirimdin qutquzghaysen, Méni hamaqetlerning mesxirisige qaldurmighaysen.
From all my transgressions deliver thou me: render me not the object of reproach of the worthless.
9 Süküt qilip zuwan sürmidim; Chünki mana, mushu [jazani] Özüng yürgüzgensen.
I was dumb, I opened not my mouth; because thou hadst done it.
10 Méni salghan wabayingni mendin néri qilghaysen; Chünki qolungning zerbisi bilen tügishey dep qaldim.
Remove thou thy plague away from me: from the blows of thy hand am I consumed.
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)
When thou with corrections chastisest man for iniquity, thou causest his excellence to melt away as [if eaten by] the moth: yea, nothing but vanity is every man. (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; be not silent at my tears; for a stranger am I with thee, a sojourner, like all my fathers.
13 Manga tikken közüngni mendin néri qilghaysenki, Men barsa kelmes jaygha ketküche, Méni bir’az bolsimu rahettin behrimen qilghaysen.
Leave off from me, that I may recover strength, before I go hence, and am no more.
