Psalms 41
1 For the Chief Musician. A Psalm of David. Blessed is he that considereth the poor: the LORD will deliver him in the day of evil.
Neghmichilerning béshigha tapshurulup oqulsun dep, Dawut yazghan küy: — Ghérib-ajizlargha ghemxorluq qilghan kishi neqeder bextlik-he! Éghir künlerde Perwerdigar uninggha panah bolidu.
2 The LORD will preserve him, and keep him alive, and he shall be blessed upon the earth; and deliver not thou him unto the will of his enemies.
Perwerdigar uni qoghdap, uni aman saqlaydu; U zéminda turup bextiyar yashaydu; Sen uni düshmenlirining ixtiyarigha chüshürmeysen!
3 The LORD will support him upon the couch of languishing: thou makest all his bed in his sickness.
Orun tutup zeipliship yatqinida, Perwerdigar uninggha derman bolidu; Sen uning yatqan orun-körpilirini raslap tüzeshtürüp turisen.
4 I said, O LORD, have mercy upon me: heal my soul; for I have sinned against thee.
Men iltija qilip: — «I Perwerdigar, manga méhribanliq körsetkeysen, Jénimgha shipaliq bergeysen; Chünki men aldingda gunah qildim» — dédim.
5 Mine enemies speak evil against me, [saying], When shall he die, and his name perish?
Düshmenlirim men toghruluq: — «U qachanmu ölüp, nami-nesli qurup kéter?» — dep manga yamanliq tileydu.
6 And if he come to see [me], he speaketh vanity; his heart gathereth iniquity to itself: when he goeth abroad, he telleth it.
Birsi méni körgili kelgen bolsa, U aldamchi sözlerni qilidu; Ular keynimdin könglide shumluq toplap, Andin sirtlargha chiqip shu ishlarni tarqitip po atidu;
7 All that hate me whisper together against me: against me do they devise my hurt.
Manga öch bolghanlarning hemmisi manga qarita özara kusurlishidu, Ular manga ziyankeshlik qestide bolidu.
8 An evil disease, [say they], cleaveth fast unto him: and now that he lieth he shall rise up no more.
Ular: «Uning béshigha jin-sheytandin bir késel chaplashti; Emdi u orun tutup yétip qaldi; U qaytidin turalmaydu» — déyishidu.
9 Yea, mine own familiar friend, in whom I trusted, which did eat of my bread, hath lifted up his heel against me.
Hetta sirdishim dep ishen’gen qedinas dostum, Men bilen hemdastixan bolup tuzumni yégenmu manga put atti.
10 But thou, O LORD, have mercy upon me, and raise me up, that I may requite them.
Biraq Sen Perwerdigar, manga rehim qilghaysen; Düshmenlirimdin intiqam élishqa, Méni turghuzghaysen;
11 By this I know that thou delightest in me, because mine enemy doth not triumph over me.
Düshminimning üstümdin ghelibe qilip shadlanmighinidin, Séni mendin söyünidu, dep bilimen.
12 And as for me, thou upholdest me in mine integrity, and settest me before thy face for ever.
Biraq manga kelsek, durus bolghanliqimdin, sen méni yöleysen; Sen méni menggü Öz huzurungda qed kötürütküzüp turghuzisen.
13 Blessed be the LORD, the God of Israel, from everlasting and to everlasting. Amen, and Amen.
Israilning Xudasi Perwerdigargha ebedil’ebedgiche teshekkür-medhiye qayturulghay! Amin! Amin!
