Psalms 11

1 In Jehovah I take refuge. How will ye say to my soul, Flee as a bird to your mountain.

Neghmichilerning béshigha tapshurulup oqulsun dep, Dawut yazghan küy: — Perwerdigarni bashpanahim qildim; Emdi siler qandaqmu manga: «Qushtek öz téghinggha uchup qach!

2 For, lo, the wicked bend the bow. They make ready their arrow upon the string that they may shoot in darkness at the upright in heart.

Chünki mana, reziller kamanni tartip, Qarangghuluqtin köngli duruslargha qaritip atmaqchi bolup, Ular oqni kirichqa sélip qoydi;

3 If the foundations be destroyed, what can a righteous man do?

«Ullar halak qilinsa, Emdi heqqaniylar némimu qilar?»» — dewatisiler?

4 Jehovah is in his holy temple. Jehovah's throne is in heaven. His eyes, behold, his eyelids try, the sons of men.

Perwerdigar Özining muqeddes ibadetxanisididur, Perwerdigarning texti asmanlardidur; U nezer salidu, Uning sezgür közliri insan balilirini közitip, sinaydu.

5 Jehovah tries the righteous man, but his soul hates the wicked man and him who loves violence.

Perwerdigar heqqaniy ademni sinaydu; Rezillerge we zorawanliqqa xushtarlargha u ich-ichidin nepretlinidu.

6 He will rain snares upon sinners. Fire and brimstone and burning wind shall be the portion of their cup.

U rezillerge qapqanlar, ot we günggürtni yaghduridu; Pizhghirim qiziq shamal ularning qedehidiki nésiwisi bolidu.

7 For Jehovah is righteous. He loves righteousness. The upright man shall behold his face.

Chünki Perwerdigar heqqaniydur; Heqqaniyliq Uning amriqidur; Köngli duruslar Uning didarini köridu.