Zebur 42
1 Neghmichilerning béshigha tapshurulup oqulsun dep, Korahning oghulliri üchün yézilghan «Masqil»: — Kéyik ériqlardiki sugha teshna bolghandek, Jénim sanga teshnadur, i Xuda.
Unto the end. The understanding of the sons of Korah. As the deer longs for fountains of water, so my soul longs for you, O God.
2 Méning jénim Xudagha, hayat Tengrige intizardur; Ah, men qachanmu Xudaning huzurida körünüshke müyesser bolimen?
My soul has thirsted for the strong living God. When will I draw close and appear before the face of God?
3 Méning kéche-kündüz yéginim köz yashlirim bolup kelgen; Xeqler kün boyi mendin: «Xudaying qeyerde?» dep soraydu.
My tears have been my bread, day and night. Meanwhile, it is said to me daily: “Where is your God?”
4 Ötken künlerni eslep, Jénimning derdlirini töküwatimen (Men köpchilik bilen kétiwétip, Xudaning öyige tentene qilip méngip, Xushalliqta Hemdusana oqup, naxsha éytip, Héytni tebrikligen top-top qoshundek, jamaet bilen bille barattim!).
These things I have remembered; and my soul within me, I have poured out. For I will cross into the place of the wonderful tabernacle, all the way to the house of God, with a voice of exultation and confession, the sound of feasting.
5 — I jénim, Sen ténimde némishqa bundaq qayghurisen? Némishqa ichimde bundaq meyüslinip ketting? Xudagha ümid baghla; Chünki Uning jamalidin chiqqan nijatliqtin, Men Uni yenila ulughlaymen, — Méning Xudayimni!
Why are you sad, my soul? And why do you disquiet me? Hope in God, for I will still confess to him: the salvation of my countenance,
6 Jénim ichimde meyüslinip ketti; Shunga men Séni séghinimen; Hetta musapirliqta Iordan deryasi boyidiki wadilarda, Hermon taghlirida, Mizar téghidimu Séni séghinimen.
and my God. My soul has been troubled within myself. Because of this, I will remember you from the land of the Jordan and from Hermon, from the little mountain.
7 Séning sharqiratmiliringning awazlirigha, Chongqur hang bilen chongqur hang masliship hörkirimekte. Séning hemme dolqunliring hem qaynam-tashqinliring méni gherq qildi.
Abyss calls upon abyss, with the voice of your floodgate. All your heights and your waves have passed over me.
8 Kündüzi Perwerdigar özgermes muhebbitini [manga] buyruydu, Kéchiliri Uning naxshisi, We hem hayatim bolghan Tengrige qilghan dua manga hemrah bolidu.
In the daylight, the Lord has ordered his mercy; and in the night, a canticle to him. With me is a prayer to the God of my life.
9 Men Qoram Téshim bolghan Xudagha: — «Méni némishqa untup qalding? Men némishqa düshmenning zulumigha uchrap, Hemishe azab chékip yürüwatimen?» — deymen.
I will say to God, “You are my supporter. Why have you forgotten me? And why do I walk in mourning, while my adversary afflicts me?”
10 Söngeklirimni ezgendek reqiblirim méni mesxire qilip eyibleydu; Ular kün boyi mendin: «Xudaying qeyerde?» — dep sorimaqta.
While my bones are being broken, my enemies, who trouble me, have reproached me. Meanwhile, they say to me every single day, “Where is your God?”
11 I jénim, ténimde némishqa bundaq qayghurisen? Némishqa ichimde bundaq meyüslinip ketting? Xudagha ümid baghla; Chünki men Uni yenila medhiyileymen, Yeni chirayimgha salametlik, nijatliq ata qilghuchi Xudayimni medhiyileymen! U méning Xudayimdur!
My soul, why are you saddened? And why do you disquiet me? Hope in God, for I will still confess to him: the salvation of my countenance and my God.
