Zebur 71
1 Sendin, Perwerdigardin panah tapimen; Méni hergiz yerge qaratmighaysen.
In thee, O Yahweh, have I sought refuge, May I not be ashamed unto times age-abiding:
2 Öz heqqaniyliqingda méni qutuldurghaysen; Manga qulaq salghaysen, Méni qutquzghaysen!
In thy righteousness, wilt thou rescue me, and deliver me, Incline unto me thine ear, and save me:
3 Manga özüm daim panahlinidighan turalghu qoram tash bolghaysen; Sen méni qutquzushqa buyruq chüshürgeysen; Chünki Sen égiz téshim, qorghinimdursen.
Be thou unto me, a Rock to dwell in, a Place of Security, To save me, For, my mountain crag and my stronghold, thou art.
4 Xudayim, méni rezillerning qolidin, Heqqaniyetsiz, rehimsiz ademdin azad qilghaysen;
Oh my God, deliver me, From the hand of the lawless one, From the clutch of the perverse and ruthless one;
5 Chünki Sen méning ümidimdursen, i Reb Perwerdigar, Yashliqimdin tartipla méning tayanchimdursen;
For, thou, art my hope, My Lord, Yahweh, My confidence from my youthful days:
6 Baliyatqudiki waqittin bashlap men Sanga tayinip keldim, Özüng méni anamning qarnidin chiqarghuchisen; Medhiyemning témisi bolsa herdaim Sen toghruluqtur.
Upon thee, have I stayed myself from birth, Thou art he that severed me, from the body of my mother, Of thee, shall be my praise—continually.
7 Men nurghunlargha gheyriy yaki karamet sanaldim; Chünki Sen méning mustehkem panahgahimdursen.
A very wonder, have I been unto many, Seeing that, thou, hast been my strong refuge,
8 Aghzim kün boyi medhiyiliring hem shan-sheripingge tolidu;
My mouth shall be filled with, thy praise, All the day, with thy splendour.
9 Emdi qérighinimda méni tashlimighaysen; Maghdurum ketkinide, mendin waz kechmigeysen.
Do not cast me off in the time of old age, When my vigour faileth, do not forsake me;
10 Chünki düshmenlirim manga qarshi sözlishidu; Jénimni élishqa közlewatqanlar qestliship: —
For mine enemies have spoken of me, And, they who watch for my life, have taken counsel together;
11 «Xuda uningdin waz kechti; Uni qoghlap tutuwélinglar, Chünki qutuldurudighanlar yoqtur» — déyishidu.
Saying, God, hath forsaken him, Pursue and take him, For there is none to rescue.
12 I Xuda, mendin yiraqlashmighaysen; I Xudayim, manga yardemge téz kelgeysen!
O God, be not far from me, O my God, to help me, make haste!
13 Jénimgha küshende bolghanlar shermende bolup yoqitilisun; Ziyinimgha intilgenler reswaliq hem shermendichilik bilen qaplansun;
Let them be ashamed—be consumed, Who are assailing my life, —Let them be covered with reproach and confusion, Who are seeking my hurt.
14 Biraq men bolsam, izchil ümidte bolimen, Séni téximu medhiyileymen.
But, I, continually will hope, And will add to all thy praise;
15 Heqqaniyliqing, nijatliqing aghzimda kün boyi bayan qilinidu; Bular san-sanaqsizdur, bilginimdin köp artuqtur.
My mouth, shall relate thy righteousness, All the day, thy deliverance, For I know not the numbers.
16 Men Reb Perwerdigarning büyük ishlirini jakarlighan halda kélimen; Séning heqqaniyliqingni yad étip jakarlaymen — Peqet Séningkinila!
I will enter into the mighty doings of My Lord—Yahweh, I will make mention of thy righteousness—thine alone.
17 I Xuda, Sen yashliqimdin tartip manga ögitip kelgensen; Bügün’ge qeder Séning qilghan karamet ishliringni jakarlap kéliwatimen.
O God, thou hast taught me from my youthful days, And, hitherto, have I been wont to tell of thy wonders;
18 Emdi hazir men qérip, aq chachliq bolghinimda, i Xuda, Men bu dewrge [küchlük] bilikingni [jakarlighuche], Kéler ewladning hemmisige qudritingni ayan qilghuche, [Méni tashliwetmigeysen]!
Even now, therefore, that I am old and grayheaded, O God, do not forsake me, —Until I tell of thine arm unto a [new] generation, Unto every one that is to come, thy might;
19 I ulugh karamet ishlarni qilghan Xuda, Heqqaniyliqing pelekke taqashti; Sanga kimmu oxshash bolalisun!
And, as for thy righteousness, O God, up on high, Wherein thou hast wrought great things, O God! who is like unto thee?
20 Sen manga köp hem éghir külpetlerni körsetkenikensen, Méni qaytidin yéngilaysen, yer tegliridin qayturup élip chiqisen;
Thou who hast let us see many distresses and misfortunes, Wilt again bring us to life, And, out of the resounding depths of the earth, wilt again raise us up;
21 Sen méning izzet-hörmitimni téximu yuqiri qilip, Her tereptin manga teselli bérisen.
Thou wilt increase my greatness, And, on every side, wilt comfort me.
22 Men Séni rawab chélip medhiyileymen, Séning heqiqitingni medhiyileymen, i Xudayim; Chiltar chélip Séni küyleymen, i Sen, Israilning Muqeddisi!
I also, will praise thee by the aid of a harp, Thy faithfulness, O my God, —I will make music unto thee with a lyre, Thou holy one of Israel;
23 Sanga küyler éytqinimda, lewlirim tentene qilidu, Özüng hörlükke chiqarghan jénimmu shundaq rohlinip éytidu;
My lips shall make a joyful noise, When I make music unto thee, And my soul which thou hast ransomed;
24 Tilim kün boyi heqqaniyliqing toghrisida sözleydu; Chünki manga yamanliq qilmaqchi bolghanlar yerge qaritilip reswa qilinidu.
Even my tongue, all the day, shall softly utter thy righteousness, For they have turned pale—for they have blushed, Who were seeking my hurt.
