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 Overseer, to Jeduthun. — A Psalm of David. I have said, 'I observe my ways, Against sinning with my tongue, I keep for my mouth a curb, 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 kept silent from good, and my pain is excited.
3 Könglümde zerdem qaynidi, Oylan’ghanséri ot bolup yandi; Andin tilim ixtiyarsiz sözlep ketti.
Hot [is] my heart within me, In my meditating doth the fire burn, I have spoken with my tongue.
4 I Perwerdigar, öz ejilimni, Künlirimning qanchilik ikenlikini manga ayan qilghin; Ajiz insan balisi ikenlikimni manga bildürgin.
'Cause me to know, O Jehovah, mine end, And the measure of my days — what it [is],' I know how frail 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)
Lo, handbreadths Thou hast made my days, And mine age [is] as nothing before Thee, Only, all vanity [is] every man set up. (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.
Only, in an image doth each walk habitually, Only, [in] vain, they are disquieted, He heapeth up and knoweth not who gathereth them.
7 I Reb, emdi men némini kütimen? Méning ümidim sangila baghliqtur.
And, now, what have I expected? O Lord, my hope — it [is] of Thee.
8 Méni barliq asiyliqlirimdin qutquzghaysen, Méni hamaqetlerning mesxirisige qaldurmighaysen.
From all my transgressions deliver me, A reproach of the fool make me not.
9 Süküt qilip zuwan sürmidim; Chünki mana, mushu [jazani] Özüng yürgüzgensen.
I have been dumb, I open not my mouth, Because Thou — Thou hast done [it].
10 Méni salghan wabayingni mendin néri qilghaysen; Chünki qolungning zerbisi bilen tügishey dep qaldim.
Turn aside from off me Thy stroke, From the striving of Thy hand I have been 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)
With reproofs against iniquity, Thou hast corrected man, And dost waste as a moth his desirableness, Only, 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 Jehovah, And [to] my cry give ear, Unto my tear be not silent, For a sojourner I [am] with Thee, A settler like all my fathers.
13 Manga tikken közüngni mendin néri qilghaysenki, Men barsa kelmes jaygha ketküche, Méni bir’az bolsimu rahettin behrimen qilghaysen.
Look from me, and I brighten up before I go and am not!
