Psalms 55
1 For the leader. With stringed instruments. A maskil of David. Listen, God, to my prayer. Don’t hide yourself from my pleading.
Neghmichilerning béshigha tapshurulup, tarliq sazlar bilen oqulsun dep, Dawut yazghan «Masqil»: — I Xuda, duayimni anglighaysen; Tilikimdin özüngni qachurmighaysen,
2 Hear me, and answer; for bitter is my lament.
Manga qulaq sélip, jawab bergeysen; Men dad-peryad ichide kézip, Ah-zar chékip yürimen;
3 I am wild with the noise of the foe, with the clamour of the ungodly; for they hurl disaster upon me, and attack me with fury.
Sewebi düshmenning tehditliri, rezillerning zulumliri; Ular béshimgha awarichiliklerni tökidu; Ular ghezeplinip manga adawet saqlaydu.
4 My heart shudders within me, terrors of deaths press on me,
Ichimde yürikim tolghinip ketti; Ölüm wehshetliri wujudumni qaplidi.
5 fear and trembling attack me, and horror wraps me round.
Qorqunch we titrek béshimgha chüshti, Dehshet méni chömküwaldi.
6 O for the wings of a dove: I would fly away and rest.
Men: — «Kepterdek qanitim bolsichu kashki, Uchup bérip aramgah tapar idim» — dédim.
7 I would wander far away, find refuge in the wilderness. (Selah)
— «Yiraq jaylargha qéchip, Chöl-bayawanlarda makanlishar idim; (Sélah)
8 I would find myself a shelter from raging wind and tempest.
Boran-chapqunlardin, Qara quyundin qéchip, panahgahgha aldirar idim!».
9 Confuse them, Lord, upset their plans; for I see violence and strife in the city.
Ularni yutuwetkeysen, i Reb; Tillirini bölüwetkeysen; Chünki sheher ichide zorawanliq hem jédelxorluqni kördüm.
10 By day and by night they make their rounds on the city walls, while within is crime and trouble,
Ular kéche-kündüz sépiller üstide ghadiyip yürmekte; Sheher ichini qabahet we shumluq qaplidi.
11 within is ruin. Her market-place is never free of deceit and tyranny.
Haram arzu-hewesler uning ichide turidu, Saxtiliq we hiyle-mikirlik, kochilardin ketmeydu.
12 The taunts were not those of a foe that I could have borne; the disdain was not that of an enemy I could have shunned them:
Eger düshmen méni mesxire qilghan bolsa, uninggha sewr qilattim; Biraq méni kemsitip, özini maxtighan adem manga öchmenlerdin emes idi; Eger shundaq bolghan bolsa, uningdin özümni qachurattim;
13 but it was you, my equal, my dear and familiar friend.
Lékin buni qilghan sen ikenlikingni — Méning buradirim, sirdishim, eziz dostum bolup chiqishingni oylimaptimen!
14 We used to be so close, together we walked in God’s house with the crowd.
Xalayiqqa qétilip, Xudaning öyige ikkimiz bille mangghaniduq, Özara shérin paranglarda bolghaniduq;
15 May death suddenly take them, may they go down to Sheol alive, for evil lives in their homes and their hearts. (Sheol h7585)
Mushundaq [satqunlarni] ölüm tuyuqsiz chöchitiwetsun! Ular tehtisaragha tirik chüshkey! Chünki ularning makanlirida, ularning arisida rezillik turmaqta. (Sheol h7585)
16 But I will call on God, the Lord will save me.
Lékin men bolsam, Xudagha nida qilimen; Perwerdigar méni qutquzidu.
17 Evening and morning and noon I lament and moan. He will hear my voice;
Etigini, axshimi we chüshte, Derdimni töküp peryad kötürimen; U jezmen sadayimgha qulaq salidu.
18 though I am attacked by many he will rescue me, unharmed from the war.
U manga qarshi qilin’ghan jengdin méni aman qilidu; Gerche köp ademler méni qorshawgha alghan bolsimu.
19 God, who sits on his ancient throne will hear and will humble them, for they never change, they never fear God. (Selah)
Tengri — ezeldin textte olturup kelgüchi! [U nalemni] anglap ularni bir terep qilidu; (Sélah) Chünki ularda héch özgirishler bolmidi; Ular Xudadin héch qorqmaydu.
20 My friend turned against me, betrayed his word.
[Héliqi buradirim] özi bilen dost bolghanlargha musht kötürdi; Öz ehdisini buzup tashlidi.
21 His mouth was smoother than butter, but war filled his heart. His words were softer than oil, but sharper than swords.
Aghzi sériq maydinmu yumshaq, Biraq köngli jengdur uning; Uning sözliri yaghdinmu siliq, Emeliyette sughurup alghan qilichlardur.
22 Cast your burden on the Lord, and he will sustain you. He will never let the righteous be shaken.
Yüküngni Perwerdigargha tashlap qoy, U séni yöleydu; U heqqaniylarni hergiz tewretmeydu.
23 But you, God, will hurl them down to the deepest pit. Bloody and treacherous people will not live out half their days; but I will trust you.
Biraq, sen Xuda ashu rezillerni halaket hangigha chüshürisen; Qanxorlar we hiyligerler ömrining yériminimu körmeydu; Biraq men bolsam, sanga tayinimen.
