Zǝbur 42
1 Nǝƣmiqilǝrning bexiƣa tapxurulup oⱪulsun dǝp, Koraⱨning oƣulliri üqün yezilƣan «Masⱪil»: — Keyik eriⱪlardiki suƣa tǝxna bolƣandǝk, Jenim sanga tǝxnadur, i Huda.
BOOK II For the Leader; Maschil of the sons of Korah. As the hart panteth after the water brooks, so panteth my soul after Thee, O God.
2 Mening jenim Hudaƣa, ⱨayat Tǝngrigǝ intizardur; Aⱨ, mǝn ⱪaqanmu Hudaning ⱨuzurida kɵrünüxkǝ müyǝssǝr bolimǝn?
My soul thirsteth for God, for the living God: 'When shall I come and appear before God?'
3 Mening keqǝ-kündüz yeginim kɵz yaxlirim bolup kǝlgǝn; Hǝⱪlǝr kün boyi mǝndin: «Hudaying ⱪǝyǝrdǝ?» dǝp soraydu.
My tears have been my food day and night, while they say unto me all the day: 'Where is Thy God?'
4 Ɵtkǝn künlǝrni ǝslǝp, Jenimning dǝrdlirini tɵküwatimǝn (Mǝn kɵpqilik bilǝn ketiwetip, Hudaning ɵyigǝ tǝntǝnǝ ⱪilip mengip, Huxalliⱪta Ⱨǝmdusana oⱪup, nahxa eytip, Ⱨeytni tǝbrikligǝn top-top ⱪoxundǝk, jamaǝt bilǝn billǝ barattim!).
These things I remember, and pour out my soul within me, how I passed on with the throng, and led them to the house of God, with the voice of joy and praise, a multitude keeping holyday.
5 — I jenim, Sǝn tenimdǝ nemixⱪa bundaⱪ ⱪayƣurisǝn? Nemixⱪa iqimdǝ bundaⱪ mǝyüslinip kǝtting? Hudaƣa ümid baƣla; Qünki Uning jamalidin qiⱪⱪan nijatliⱪtin, Mǝn Uni yǝnila uluƣlaymǝn, — Mening Hudayimni!
Why art thou cast down, O my soul? and why moanest thou within me? Hope thou in God; for I shall yet praise Him for the salvation of His countenance.
6 Jenim iqimdǝ mǝyüslinip kǝtti; Xunga mǝn Seni seƣinimǝn; Ⱨǝtta musapirliⱪta Iordan dǝryasi boyidiki wadilarda, Ⱨǝrmon taƣlirida, Mizar teƣidimu Seni seƣinimǝn.
O my God, my soul is cast down within me; therefore do I remember Thee from the land of Jordan, and the Hermons, from the hill Mizar.
7 Sening xarⱪiratmiliringning awazliriƣa, Qongⱪur ⱨang bilǝn qongⱪur ⱨang maslixip ⱨɵrkirimǝktǝ. Sening ⱨǝmmǝ dolⱪunliring ⱨǝm ⱪaynam-taxⱪinliring meni ƣǝrⱪ ⱪildi.
Deep calleth unto deep at the voice of Thy cataracts; all Thy waves and Thy billows are gone over me.
8 Kündüzi Pǝrwǝrdigar ɵzgǝrmǝs muⱨǝbbitini [manga] buyruydu, Keqiliri Uning nahxisi, Wǝ ⱨǝm ⱨayatim bolƣan Tǝngrigǝ ⱪilƣan dua manga ⱨǝmraⱨ bolidu.
By day the LORD will command His lovingkindness, and in the night His song shall be with me, even a prayer unto the God of my life.
9 Mǝn Ⱪoram Texim bolƣan Hudaƣa: — «Meni nemixⱪa untup ⱪalding? Mǝn nemixⱪa düxmǝnning zulumiƣa uqrap, Ⱨǝmixǝ azab qekip yürüwatimǝn?» — dǝymǝn.
I will say unto God my Rock: 'Why hast Thou forgotten me? Why go I mourning under the oppression of the enemy?'
10 Sɵngǝklirimni ǝzgǝndǝk rǝⱪiblirim meni mǝshirǝ ⱪilip ǝyiblǝydu; Ular kün boyi mǝndin: «Hudaying ⱪǝyǝrdǝ?» — dǝp sorimaⱪta.
As with a crushing in my bones, mine adversaries taunt me; while they say unto me all the day: 'Where is Thy God?'
11 I jenim, tenimdǝ nemixⱪa bundaⱪ ⱪayƣurisǝn? Nemixⱪa iqimdǝ bundaⱪ mǝyüslinip kǝtting? Hudaƣa ümid baƣla; Qünki mǝn Uni yǝnila mǝdⱨiyilǝymǝn, Yǝni qirayimƣa salamǝtlik, nijatliⱪ ata ⱪilƣuqi Hudayimni mǝdⱨiyilǝymǝn! U mening Hudayimdur!
Why art thou cast down, O my soul? and why moanest thou within me? Hope thou in God; for I shall yet praise Him, the salvation of my countenance, and my God.
