Psalms 43

1 Judge me, O God, and plead my cause against a profane nation. O deliver me from the deceitful and unjust man.

I Pǝrwǝrdigar, mǝn toƣruluⱪ ⱨɵküm qiⱪarƣaysǝn, Dǝwayimni ǝⱪidisiz bir hǝlⱪ aldida soriƣaysǝn; Meni ⱨiyligǝr ⱨǝm ⱪǝbiⱨ adǝmdin ⱪutuldurƣaysǝn.

2 For thou are the God of my strength. Why have thou cast me off? Why do I go mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?

Qünki Sǝn panaⱨgaⱨim bolƣan Hudadursǝn; Nemixⱪa meni taxlawǝtkǝnsǝn? Nemixⱪa düxmǝnning zulumiƣa uqrap, Ⱨǝmixǝ azab qekip yüriwatimǝn?» — dǝymǝn.

3 O send out thy light and thy truth. Let them lead me. Let them bring me to thy holy hill, and to thy tabernacles.

Ɵz ⱨǝⱪiⱪiting wǝ nurungni ǝwǝtkin, Ular meni yetǝkligǝy! Meni muⱪǝddǝs teƣingƣa, Makaningƣa elip kǝlgǝy!

4 Then I will go to the altar of God, to God my exceeding joy, and I will praise thee upon the harp, O God, my God.

Xuning bilǝn mǝn Hudaning ⱪurbangaⱨi aldiƣa baray, Yǝni mening qǝksiz huxluⱪum bolƣan Tǝngrining yeniƣa baray; Bǝrⱨǝⱪ, qiltar qelip Seni mǝdⱨiyilǝymǝn, i Huda, mening Hudayim!

5 Why are thou cast down, O my soul? And why are thou disquieted within me? Hope thou in God, for I shall yet praise him, the help of my countenance, and my God.

I jenim, sǝn nemixⱪa bundaⱪ ⱪayƣurisǝn? Nemixⱪa iqimdǝ bundaⱪ biaram bolup ketisǝn? Hudaƣa ümid baƣla! Qünki mǝn Uni yǝnila mǝdⱨiyilǝymǝn, Yǝni qirayimƣa salamǝtlik, nijatliⱪ ata ⱪilƣuqi Hudayimni mǝdⱨiyilǝymǝn!