Zǝbur 142

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

A contemplation by David, when he was in the cave. A Prayer. I cry with my voice to the LORD. With my voice, I ask the LORD for mercy.

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

I pour out my complaint before him. I tell him my troubles.

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

When my spirit was overwhelmed within me, you knew my route. On the path in which I walk, they have hidden a snare for me.

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

Look on my right, and see; for there is no one who is concerned for me. Refuge has fled from me. No one cares for my soul.

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

I cried to you, LORD. I said, “You are my refuge, my portion in the land of the living.”

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

Listen to my cry, for I am in desperate need. Deliver me from my persecutors, for they are too strong for me.

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

Bring my soul out of prison, that I may give thanks to your name. The righteous will surround me, for you will be good to me.