< Zǝbur 63 >
1 Dawut yazƣan küy (u Yǝⱨudadiki qɵl-bayawanda bolƣan qaƣda yezilƣan): — I Huda, Sǝn mening ilaⱨimdursǝn, Tǝxnaliⱪ bilǝn Seni izdidim! Mǝn ⱪurƣaⱪ, qangⱪaⱪ, susiz zeminda turup, Jenim Sanga intizar, ǝtlirim tǝlmürüp intilarki —
`The salm of Dauid, `whanne he was in the desert of Judee. God, my God, Y wake to thee ful eerli. Mi soule thirstide to thee; my fleisch thirstide to thee ful many foold.
2 Muⱪǝddǝs jayingda Sanga kɵz tikip ⱪariƣinimdǝk, Mǝn yǝnǝ zor ⱪudriting wǝ uluƣluⱪungni kɵrsǝm!
In a lond forsakun with out wei, and with out water, so Y apperide to thee in hooli; that Y schulde se thi vertu, and thi glorie.
3 Ɵzgǝrmǝs muⱨǝbbiting ⱨayattinmu ǝzizdur; Lǝwlirim Seni mǝdⱨiyilǝydu;
For thi merci is betere than lyues; my lippis schulen herie thee.
4 Xu sǝwǝbtin tirik bolsamla, Sanga tǝxǝkkür-mǝdⱨiyǝ oⱪuymǝn, Sening namingda ⱪollirimni kɵtürimǝn.
So Y schal blesse thee in my lijf; and in thi name Y schal reise myn hondis.
5 Jenim nazunemǝtlǝrdin ⱨǝm mayliⱪ gɵxlǝrdin ⱪanaǝtlǝngǝndǝk ⱪanaǝtlǝndi; Aƣzim eqilip hux lǝwlirim Sanga mǝdⱨiyilǝrni yangritidu;
Mi soule be fillid as with inner fatnesse and vttermere fatnesse; and my mouth schal herie with lippis of ful out ioiyng.
6 Ornumda yetip Seni ǝsliginimdǝ, Tün keqilǝrdǝ Seni seƣinip oylinimǝn.
So Y hadde mynde on thee on my bed, in morewtidis Y shal thenke of thee;
7 Qünki Sǝn manga yardǝmdǝ bolup kǝlgǝnsǝn; Sening ⱪaniting sayisidǝ xad-huramliⱪta nahxilarni yangritimǝn.
for thou were myn helpere. And in the keueryng of thi wyngis Y schal make `ful out ioye, my soule cleuede after thee;
8 Mening jenim Sanga qing qaplixip mangidu, Sening ong ⱪolung meni yɵlimǝktǝ.
thi riythond took me vp.
9 Biraⱪ jenimni yoⱪitixⱪa izdǝwatⱪanlar yǝr tǝktilirigǝ qüxüp ketidu.
Forsothe thei souyten in veyn my lijf, thei schulen entre in to the lower thingis of erthe;
10 Ularning ⱪeni ⱪiliq tiƣida tɵkülidu, Ular qilbɵrilǝrgǝ yǝm bolidu.
thei schulen be bitakun in to the hondis of swerd, thei schulen be maad the partis of foxis.
11 Lekin padixaⱨ Hudadin xadlinidu; Uning nami bilǝn ⱪǝsǝm ⱪilƣanlarning ⱨǝmmisi roⱨlinip xadlinidu; Qünki yalƣan sɵzligüqilǝrning zuwani tuwaⱪlinidu.
But the king schal be glad in God; and alle men schulen be preysid that sweren in hym, for the mouth of hem, that speken wickid thingis, is stoppid.