Psalms 7
1 Shigaion of Dauid, which he sang unto the Lord, concerning the wordes of Chush the sonne of Iemini. O Lord my God, in thee I put my trust: saue me from all that persecute me, and deliuer me,
Dawutning «Shiggaon»i: — Kush isimlik bir Binyaminliqning sözliri toghruluq éytqan küyi: — I Perwerdigar, méning Xudayim, men Sanga tayandim; Ulardin biri shirdek méni titma-titma qiliwetmisun, Qutquzghuchi yoqluqidin paydilinip méni éziwetmisun, Méni barliq qoghlighuchilardin qutquzghin, Ulardin xalas qilghin;
2 Least he deuoure my soule like a lion, and teare it in pieces, while there is none to helpe.
3 O Lord my God, if I haue done this thing, if there be any wickednes in mine handes,
I Perwerdigar Xudayim, eger qolumda qebihlik qilghan bolsam, Eger shundaq qilghan bolsam: —
4 If I haue rewarded euill vnto him that had peace with mee, (yea I haue deliuered him that vexed me without cause)
Eger men bilen inaq ötküchige yamanliq qayturghan bolsam, — (Eksiche men bilen bikardin-bikar düshmenleshkennimu qutquzdum) —
5 Then let the enemie persecute my soule and take it: yea, let him treade my life downe vpon the earth, and lay mine honour in the dust. (Selah)
— Undaqta, düshmen méni qoghlap tutuwalsun, U jénimni cheylep yer bilen yeksan qilsun, Shöhritimni tupraqqa kömsun!
6 Arise, O Lord, in thy wrath, and lift vp thy selfe against the rage of mine enemies, and awake for mee according to the iudgement that thou hast appointed.
I Perwerdigar, gheziping bilen ornungdin turghin, Méni ezgenlerning qehrige taqabil turushqa qeddingni ruslighin, We méning üchün oyghan’ghin; Sen sot we hökümni békitkenidingghu!
7 So shall the Congregation of the people compasse thee about: for their sakes therefore returne on hie.
Xelqlerdin bolghan jamaet etirapinggha olishidu; Sen ular üchün pelektiki ornunggha qaytip barghaysen.
8 The Lord shall iudge the people: Iudge thou me, O Lord, according to my righteousnesse, and according to mine innocencie, that is in mee.
Perwerdigar xelqlerning üstidin höküm chiqiridu; I Perwerdigar, öz heqqaniyliqim boyiche, We özümde bolghan durusliqim boyiche, Manga höküm chiqarghaysen.
9 Oh let the malice of the wicked come to an ende: but guide thou the iust: for the righteous God trieth the hearts and reines.
Ah, rezillerning yamanliqi axirlashsun! Heqqaniy ademni ching turghuzghaysen; I, adem qelblirini hem ichlirini sinighuchi heqqaniy Xuda!
10 My defence is in God, who preserueth the vpright in heart.
Méning qalqinim bolsa, Durus niyetliklerni qutquzghuchi Xudadidur;
11 God iudgeth the righteous, and him that contemneth God euery day.
Xuda adil sotchidur, U kün boyi gunahtin renjiydighan Ilahtur;
12 Except he turne, he hath whet his sword: he hath bent his bowe and made it readie.
Birsi [yaman] yolidin yanmisa, U qilichini bileydu, Ya oqini tartip betlep qoyidu.
13 Hee hath also prepared him deadly weapons: hee will ordeine his arrowes for them that persecute me.
Shundaq ademler üchün U ölüm qorallirini teyyarlidi; U oqlirini köydürgüchi oq qildi.
14 Beholde, hee shall trauaile with wickednes: for he hath conceiued mischiefe, but he shall bring foorth a lye.
Mana, mushundaq kishiler tolghaqta qebihlik tughmaqchi, Uning boyida qalghini yamanliqtur; Uning tughqini bolsa saxtiliqtur.
15 Hee hath made a pitte and digged it, and is fallen into the pit that he made.
U bir orini kolap, uni chongqur qildi; U özi kolighan origha yiqilip chüshti.
16 His mischiefe shall returne vpon his owne head, and his crueltie shall fall vpon his owne pate.
Özining yamanliqi béshigha qaytip kélidu, Öz zorawanliqi bolsa öz üstige qaytip chüshidu.
17 I wil praise the Lord according to his righteousnes, and will sing praise to the Name of the Lord most high.
Men Perwerdigarni heqqaniyliqi bilen medhiyeleymen, Hemmidin yuqiri turghuchi Perwerdigarning namini yangritip, küy qilip éytimen.
