Zǝbur 142

1 Dawut ƣarda yoxurunup turƣan waⱪitta yazƣan «Masⱪil»: — Mǝn Pǝrwǝrdigarƣa awazimni anglitip nalǝ-pǝryad kɵtürimǝn; Pǝrwǝrdigarƣa awazim bilǝn yelinimǝn;

A maskil of David, while he was in the cave, a prayer. Loudly I cry to the Lord: to the Lord plead loudly for mercy,

2 Uning aldida dad-zarlirimni tɵkimǝn; Uningƣa awariqilikimni eytimǝn.

I pour my complaint before him, I tell my troubles to him.

3 Roⱨim iqimdǝ tügixǝy dǝp ⱪalƣanda, Xu qaƣda basⱪan yolumni bilgǝnsǝn; Mǝn mangƣan yolda ular manga ⱪiltaⱪ saldi.

When my spirit is faint within me, my path is known to you. In the way I am wont to walk in, they have hidden a trap for me.

4 Ong yenimƣa ⱪarap baⱪⱪaysǝn; Ətrapimda meni tonuydiƣan adǝm yoⱪtur; Panaⱨgaⱨ yoⱪap kǝtti; Ⱨeq adǝm jenimƣa kɵyünmǝydu.

I look to the right and the left; but not a friend have I. No place of refuge is left me, not a man to care for me.

5 Mǝn Sanga pǝryad kɵtürdüm, i Pǝrwǝrdigar; Sanga: «Sǝn mening Baxpanaⱨimsǝn, Tiriklǝrning zeminida bolƣan Nesiwǝmdursǝn» — dedim.

So I cry to you, O Lord: I say, “My refuge are you, all I have in the land of the living.”

6 Mening pǝryadimƣa ⱪulaⱪ salƣaysǝn; Qünki mǝn intayin harab ǝⱨwalƣa qüxürüldum; Meni ⱪoƣliƣuqilirimdin ⱪutuldurƣaysǝn; Qünki ular mǝndin küqlüktur.

Attend to my piercing cry, for very weak am I. Save me from those who pursue me, for they are too strong for me.

7 Sening namingni tǝbriklixim üqün, Jenimni türmidin qiⱪarƣaysǝn; Ⱨǝⱪⱪaniylar ǝtrapimda olixidu; Qünki Sǝn manga zor meⱨribanliⱪ kɵrsitisǝn.

Free me from prison, that I may give thanks to your name, for the righteous are patiently waiting till you show your bounty to me.