Zebur 42
1 Neghmichilerning béshigha tapshurulup oqulsun dep, Korahning oghulliri üchün yézilghan «Masqil»: — Kéyik ériqlardiki sugha teshna bolghandek, Jénim sanga teshnadur, i Xuda.
To him that excelleth. A Psalme to give instruction, committed to the sonnes of Korah. As the harte brayeth for the riuers of water, so panteth my soule after thee, O God.
2 Méning jénim Xudagha, hayat Tengrige intizardur; Ah, men qachanmu Xudaning huzurida körünüshke müyesser bolimen?
My soule thirsteth for God, euen for the liuing God: when shall I come and appeare before the presence of God?
3 Méning kéche-kündüz yéginim köz yashlirim bolup kelgen; Xeqler kün boyi mendin: «Xudaying qeyerde?» dep soraydu.
My teares haue bin my meate day and night, while they dayly say vnto me, Where is thy 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!).
When I remembred these things, I powred out my very heart, because I had gone with the multitude, and ledde them into the House of God with the voyce of singing, and prayse, as a multitude that keepeth a feast.
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 art thou cast downe, my soule, and vnquiet within me? waite on God: for I will yet giue him thankes for the helpe of his presence.
6 Jénim ichimde meyüslinip ketti; Shunga men Séni séghinimen; Hetta musapirliqta Iordan deryasi boyidiki wadilarda, Hermon taghlirida, Mizar téghidimu Séni séghinimen.
My God, my soule is cast downe within me, because I remember thee, from the land of Iorden, and Hermonim, and from the mount Mizar.
7 Séning sharqiratmiliringning awazlirigha, Chongqur hang bilen chongqur hang masliship hörkirimekte. Séning hemme dolqunliring hem qaynam-tashqinliring méni gherq qildi.
One deepe calleth another deepe by the noyse of thy water spoutes: all thy waues and thy floods are gone ouer me.
8 Kündüzi Perwerdigar özgermes muhebbitini [manga] buyruydu, Kéchiliri Uning naxshisi, We hem hayatim bolghan Tengrige qilghan dua manga hemrah bolidu.
The Lord will graunt his louing kindenesse in the day, and in the night shall I sing of him, euen a prayer vnto 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 wil say vnto God, which is my rocke, Why hast thou forgotten mee? why goe I mourning, when the enemie oppresseth me?
10 Söngeklirimni ezgendek reqiblirim méni mesxire qilip eyibleydu; Ular kün boyi mendin: «Xudaying qeyerde?» — dep sorimaqta.
My bones are cut asunder, while mine enemies reproch me, saying dayly vnto me, Where is thy 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!
Why art thou cast downe, my soule? and why art thou disquieted within mee? waite on God: for I wil yet giue him thankes: he is my present helpe, and my God.
