Psalms 31
1 Unto the end, a psalm for David, in an ecstasy. In thee, O Lord, have I hoped, let me never be confounded: deliver me in thy justice.
Nǝƣmiqilǝrning bexiƣa tapxurulup oⱪulsun dǝp, Dawut yazƣan küy: — Sǝn Pǝrwǝrdigarni, mǝn baxpanaⱨ ⱪildim; Meni ⱨeqⱪaqan yǝrgǝ ⱪaritip ⱪoymiƣaysǝn; Ɵz ⱨǝⱪⱪaniyliⱪing bilǝn meni azad ⱪilip ⱪutⱪuzƣaysǝn;
2 Bow down thy ear to me: make haste to deliver me. Be thou unto me a God, a protector, and a house of refuge, to save me.
Manga ⱪulaⱪ salƣaysǝn, meni tezrǝk ⱪutⱪuzuwalƣaysǝn; Manga ⱪoram tax, Ɵzümni ⱪoƣdaydiƣan ⱪorƣanliⱪ ⱪǝl’ǝ bolƣaysǝn.
3 For thou art my strength and my refuge; and for thy name’s sake thou wilt lead me, and nourish me.
Qünki Sǝn mening uyultexim, mening ⱪorƣinimdursǝn; Xunga Ɵz naming üqün meni yetǝkligǝysǝn, meni baxliƣaysǝn.
4 Thou wilt bring me out of this snare, which they have hidden for me: for thou art my protector.
Manga yoxurun selinƣan tuzaⱪtin ⱪǝdǝmlirimni tartⱪaysǝn; Qünki Sǝn mening baxpanaⱨimdursǝn.
5 Into thy hands I commend my spirit: thou hast redeemed me, O Lord, the God of truth.
Mǝn roⱨimni ⱪolungƣa tapxurdum; Sǝn manga nijatliⱪ ⱪilip ⱨɵrlükkǝ qiⱪarƣansǝn, i Pǝrwǝrdigar, ⱨǝⱪ Tǝngri.
6 Thou hast hated them that regard vanities, to no purpose. But I have hoped in the Lord:
Yalƣan ilaⱨlarƣa qoⱪunidiƣanlardin yirginip kǝldim; Mǝn bolsam Pǝrwǝrdigarƣa etiⱪad ⱪilimǝn.
7 I will be glad and rejoice in thy mercy. For thou best regarded my humility, thou hast saved my soul out of distresses.
Ɵzgǝrmǝs muⱨǝbbiting bilǝn huxal bolup xadlinimǝn; Qünki mening harliⱪimni kɵrdüngsǝn; Jenimning azap-oⱪubǝtliridin hǝwǝr tapting.
8 And thou hast not shut me up in the hands of the enemy: thou hast set my feet in a spacious place.
Meni düxmǝnlirimning ⱪoliƣa qüxürmiding, Bǝlki putlirimni kǝngri jayƣa turƣuzdung.
9 Have mercy on me, O Lord, for I am afflicted: my eye is troubled with wrath, my soul, and my belly:
I Pǝrwǝrdigar, manga rǝⱨim-xǝpⱪǝt kɵrsǝtkǝysǝn, Qünki beximƣa külpǝt qüxti; Dǝrd-ǝlǝmdin kɵzüm tügüxǝy dǝp ⱪaldi, Jenim, wujudummu xundaⱪ.
10 For my life is wasted with grief: and my years in sighs. My strength is weakened through poverty and my bones are disturbed.
Ⱨayatim ⱪayƣu-ⱨǝsrǝt bilǝn, Yillirim ƣǝm-ƣussǝ bilǝn uprawatidu. Gunaⱨim tüpǝylidin maƣdurum ketǝy dǝp ⱪaldi, Ustihanlirim sizip kǝtti.
11 I am become a reproach among all my enemies, and very much to my neighbours; and a fear to my acquaintance. They that saw me without fled from me.
Mǝn rǝⱪiblirimning iza-aⱨanitigǝ ⱪaldim, Yeⱪinlirim aldida tehimu xundaⱪ; Tonuxlirimƣimu bir wǝⱨimǝ boldum; Koqida meni kɵrgǝnlǝrmu mǝndin dajip ⱪaqidu.
12 I am forgotten as one dead from the heart. I am become as a vessel that is destroyed.
Ⱨǝmmǝylǝn meni ɵlgǝn adǝmdǝk, kɵnglidin qiⱪirip taxlaxti; Puquⱪ qinidǝk bolup ⱪaldim.
13 For I have heard the blame of many that dwell round about. While they assembled together against me, they consulted to take away my life.
Qünki nurƣunlarning tɵⱨmǝtlirini anglidim, Wǝⱨimǝ tǝrǝp-tǝrǝplǝrdǝ turidu; Ular manga ⱨujum ⱪilixⱪa mǝsliⱨǝtlixiwatidu, Jenimni elixⱪa ⱪǝst ⱪilixiwatidu.
14 But I have put my trust in thee, O Lord: I said: Thou art my God.
Biraⱪ mǝn Sanga tayinimǝn, i Pǝrwǝrdigar; «Sǝn mening Hudayim!» — dedim.
15 My lots are in thy hands. Deliver me out of the hands of my enemies; and from them that persecute me.
Mening künlirim Sening ⱪolungdidur; Meni düxmǝnlirimning ⱪolidin ⱨǝm manga ziyankǝxlik ⱪilƣuqilardin ⱪutⱪuzƣaysǝn.
16 Make thy face to shine upon thy servant; save me in thy mercy.
Ⱪulungƣa didaringning jilwisini qüxürgǝysǝn; Ɵzgǝrmǝs muⱨǝbbiting bilǝn manga nijatliⱪ ata ⱪilƣaysǝn.
17 Let me not be confounded, O Lord, for I have called upon thee. Let the wicked be ashamed, and be brought down to hell. (Sheol h7585)
I Pǝrwǝrdigar, meni yǝrgǝ ⱪaritip ⱪoymiƣaysǝn; Qünki mǝn Sanga iltija ⱪildim; Rǝzillǝr yǝrgǝ ⱪarap ⱪalsun; Ularning tǝⱨtisarada zuwani tutulsun; (Sheol h7585)
18 Let deceitful lips be made dumb. Which speak iniquity against the just, with pride and abuse.
Yalƣan lǝwlǝr zuwandin ⱪalsun! Ular ⱨǝⱪⱪaniylarni haliƣanqǝ mazaⱪ ⱪilip tǝkǝbburluⱪ bilǝn sɵzlimǝktǝ!
19 O how great is the multitude of thy sweetness, O Lord, which thou hast hidden for them that fear thee! Which thou hast wrought for them that hope in thee, in the sight of the sons of men.
Ɵzüngni baxpanaⱨ ⱪilƣanlar üqün insan balilirining kɵz aldida kɵrsǝtkǝn iltipatliring, Yǝni Ɵzüngdin ⱪorⱪidiƣanlar üqün, saⱪliƣan iltipat-nemǝtliring nǝⱪǝdǝr moldur!
20 Thou shalt hide them in the secret of thy face, from the disturbance of men. Thou shalt protect them in thy tabernacle from the contradiction of tongues.
Sǝn ularni insanlarning suyiⱪǝstliridin Ɵz ⱨuzurungdiki yoxurun dalda jayƣa alisǝn; Sǝn ularni til-aⱨanǝtlǝrdin sayiwiningdǝ yoxurup ⱪoyisǝn.
21 Blessed be the Lord, for he hath shewn his wonderful mercy to me in a fortified city.
Pǝrwǝrdigarƣa tǝxǝkkür-mǝdⱨiyilǝr yollansun! Qünki U ɵzgǝrmǝs muⱨǝbbitini zulmǝtlik bir xǝⱨǝrdǝ ajayib nimayǝn ⱪildi!
22 But I said in the excess of my mind: I am cast away from before thy eyes. Therefore thou hast heard the voice of my prayer, when I cried to thee.
Qünki mǝn dǝkkǝ-dükkidǝ ⱨoduⱪup: — Seni, meni kɵzidin qiⱪirip ⱪoydimikin, dǝp ⱪorⱪⱪanidim; Ⱨalbuki, mǝn nalǝ kɵtürüp yelinƣinimda, pǝryadimƣa ⱪulaⱪ salding.
23 O love the Lord, all ye his saints: for the Lord will require truth, and will repay them abundantly that act proudly.
Pǝrwǝrdigarni sɵyünglar, i Uning barliⱪ mɵmin bǝndiliri! Pǝrwǝrdigar Ɵzigǝ sadiⱪlarni ⱪoƣdaydu, Ⱨǝm tǝkǝbburluⱪ bilǝn ix ⱪilƣuqilarning ⱪilmixlirini ɵz bexiƣa ⱨǝssilǝp ⱪayturidu!
24 Do ye manfully, and let your heart be strengthened, all ye that hope in the Lord.
I Pǝrwǝrdigarni tǝlmürüp kütkǝnlǝr, Jigǝrlik bol, ⱪǝlbing mǝrdanǝ ⱪilinsun!
