Psalms 59
1 For the choirmaster. To the tune of “Do Not Destroy.” A Miktam of David, when Saul sent men to watch David’s house in order to kill him. Deliver me from my enemies, O my God; protect me from those who rise against me.
Nǝƣmiqilǝrning bexiƣa tapxurulup, «Ⱨalak ⱪilmiƣaysǝn» degǝn aⱨangda oⱪulsun dǝp, Dawut yazƣan «Mihtam» küyi; (bu [küy] Saul padixaⱨ Dawutning ɵyini kɵzlǝxkǝ paylaⱪqilarni ǝwǝtip, uni ɵltürüwǝtmǝkqi bolƣan qaƣda yezilƣan): — I Hudayim, düxmǝnlirimning qanggilidin ⱪutⱪuzƣaysǝn; Manga ⱪarxi turƣanlardin meni egizdǝ aman saⱪliƣaysǝn.
2 Deliver me from workers of iniquity, and save me from men of bloodshed.
Meni yamanliⱪ ⱪilƣuqilar qanggilidin ⱪutⱪuzuwalƣaysǝn, Ⱪanhor adǝmlǝrdin meni ⱪutⱪuzƣaysǝn.
3 See how they lie in wait for me. Fierce men conspire against me for no transgression or sin of my own, O LORD.
Qünki mana, ular jenimni elix üqün paylimaⱪta, Zorawanlar manga ⱪarxi top boluxup ⱪǝstlǝxmǝktǝ; Bu [ⱪilƣini] mǝndǝ bolƣan birǝr asiyliⱪ üqün ǝmǝs, Yaki gunaⱨim üqün ǝmǝs, i Pǝrwǝrdigar;
4 For no fault of my own, they move swiftly to attack me. Arise to help me, and take notice.
Mǝndǝ ⱨeq sǝwǝnlik bolmisimu, ular yügürüp manga ⱪarxi sǝp salidu; Mening yardimimgǝ kelixkǝ oyƣan, [Ⱨalimni] nǝziringgǝ alƣaysǝn.
5 O LORD God of Hosts, the God of Israel, rouse Yourself to punish all the nations; show no mercy to the wicked traitors.
I Pǝrwǝrdigar, samawiy ⱪoxunlarning Sǝrdari bolƣan Huda, Israilning Hudasi, Barliⱪ ǝl-yurtlarni sotlap-jazalaxⱪa ornungdin turƣaysǝn; Ⱪǝstlǝxni niyǝt ⱪilƣüqilarning ⱨeqⱪaysisiƣa rǝⱨim ⱪilmiƣaysǝn. (Selaⱨ)
6 They return in the evening, snarling like dogs and prowling around the city.
Ular keqisi ⱪaytip kelip, ƣaljir ittǝk ƣaȥ-ƣuȥ ⱪilip, Xǝⱨǝrni aylinip laƣaylap yürmǝktǝ.
7 See what they spew from their mouths— sharp words from their lips: “For who can hear us?”
Ⱪara, ularning aƣzidin eⱪiwatⱪan xɵlgǝylirini! Lǝwliridin ⱪiliqlar qiⱪip turidu; Ular: «Kim angliyalaydu?» — dǝydu.
8 But You, O LORD, laugh at them; You scoff at all the nations.
Lekin Sǝn Pǝrwǝrdigar ularni mǝshirǝ ⱪilisǝn; Barliⱪ ǝllǝrni mazaⱪ ⱪilisǝn!
9 I will keep watch for You, O my strength, because You, O God, are my fortress.
I mening küqüm Bolƣuqi! Mǝn Sanga tǝlmürüp ⱪarap yürimǝn; Qünki Huda mening yuⱪiri panaⱨgaⱨimdur.
10 My God of loving devotion will come to meet me; God will let me stare down my foes.
Manga ɵzgǝrmǝs muⱨǝbbitini kɵrsǝtküqi Huda mening aldimda mangidu; Huda manga düxmǝnlǝrning mǝƣlubiyitini kɵrsitidu.
11 Do not kill them, or my people will forget. Scatter them by Your power, and bring them down, O Lord, our shield.
Biraⱪ, [i Huda], bularni ⱪǝtl ⱪilmay turƣay; Bolmisa mening hǝlⱪim Seni untuydu. Ɵz küqüng bilǝn ularni sǝrsan ⱪilƣaysǝn, Ularning bexini eƣirlaxturƣaysǝn; I Rǝb, bizning ⱪalⱪinimiz!
12 By the sins of their mouths and the words of their lips, let them be trapped in their pride, in the curses and lies they utter.
Ularning aƣzining buzuⱪluⱪi tüpǝylidin, Lǝwlirining sɵzliri tüpǝylidin, Ulardin qiⱪiwatⱪan ⱪarƣaxlar ⱨǝm aldamqiliⱪlar tüpǝylidin, Ular ɵz tǝkǝbburluⱪi iqidǝ tuzaⱪⱪa qüxkǝy!
13 Consume them in wrath; consume them till they are no more, so it may be known to the ends of the earth that God rules over Jacob.
Ƣǝziping bilǝn bu ixlarƣa hatimǝ bǝrgǝysǝn, Hatimǝ bǝrgǝysǝn! Xuning bilǝn ular yoⱪ bolidu; Xuning bilǝn yǝr yüznining qǝt-qǝtlirigiqǝ Hudaning ⱨǝⱪiⱪǝtǝn Yaⱪupⱪa ⱨɵkümdarliⱪ ⱪilidiƣanliⱪi ayan bolƣay! (Selaⱨ)
14 They return in the evening, snarling like dogs and prowling around the city.
Dǝrwǝⱪǝ, ular ⱨazirƣiqǝ keqisi ⱪaytip kelip, ƣaljir ittǝk ƣaȥ-ƣuȥ ⱪilip, Xǝⱨǝrni aylinip laƣaylap yüridu.
15 They scavenge for food, and growl if they are not satisfied.
Itlardǝk ular ozuⱪ izdǝp ⱨǝr yǝrdǝ ⱪatraydu; Ⱪarni toymiƣuqǝ ⱨuwlap yürmǝktǝ;
16 But I will sing of Your strength and proclaim Your loving devotion in the morning. For You are my fortress, my refuge in times of trouble.
Lekin mǝn bolsam ⱪudritingni küylǝymǝn, Bǝrⱨǝⱪ, sǝⱨǝrlǝrdǝ ɵzgǝrmǝs muⱨǝbbitingni nahxa ⱪilip yangritimǝn; Qünki Sǝn mǝn üqün yuⱪiri ⱪorƣan, Eƣir künlirimdǝ panaⱨgaⱨ bolup kǝlgǝnsǝn.
17 To You, O my strength, I sing praises, for You, O God, are my fortress, my God of loving devotion.
I mening küqüm Bolƣuqi, Sanga küylǝrni eytimǝn; Qünki Huda mening yuⱪiri ⱪorƣinimdur, Manga ɵzgǝrmǝs muⱨǝbbǝt kɵrsǝtküqi Hudayimdur.
