Psalms 10
1 Lord, why are you so distant? Why do you hide from me in times of trouble?
Némishqa, i Perwerdigar, yiraqta turisen? Némishqa azabliq künlerde özüngni yoshurisen?
2 The wicked chase down the poor with impunity. May they be trapped by the evil schemes they themselves invented.
Rezil ademler tekebburluqi bilen ajiz möminlerni tap basturup qoghlap yüridu; Ular özliri tapqan hiyliler bilen ilinip, bablinidu.
3 For the wicked boast about what they want to do. They praise the greedy, but treat the Lord with contempt.
Chünki reziller öz arzu-hewesliri bilen maxtinidu; Ach közler üchün bext tileydu; Perwerdigarni bolsa közige ilmaydu.
4 The wicked are too proud to come to God. In all their thinking they never consider God.
Ular chirayidin hakawurluq yaghdurup, Xudani izdimeydu; Ular barliq xiyallirida: «Héchbir Xuda yoqtur!» deydu.
5 What they do always seems to go well. They're unaware of God's judgments. They ridicule all their enemies.
Ularning yolliri hemishe rawan bolidu; Séning hökümliring ularning neziridin yiraq we üstün turidu; Ularning reqibliri bolsa, ulargha qarap «tüfi!» dep mazaq qilidu.
6 They tell themselves, “Nothing bad is going to happen to me. I'll never be in trouble!”
[Rezil adem] könglide: «Men héch tewrenmey turiwérimen! Dewrdin-dewrge héch musheqqetke uchrimaymen» — deydu.
7 Their speech is full of cursing, lies, and threats; their tongues are always ready to spread trouble and cause evil.
Uning aghzi qarghash, aldamchiliq hem zulumgha tolghan; Tili astida eskilik we qebihlik yatidu.
8 They hide out in ambush in the villages, ready to kill innocent passers-by. They are always on the lookout for their next victim.
U mehellilerde yoshurunche marap olturidu; U pinhan jaylarda gunahsizlarni öltürüwétidu; Közliri yoqsullarni közleydu;
9 They lie in ambush like a lion ready to attack, ready to leap out from their hiding place to seize their victim. They capture the helpless, throwing a net over them.
U chatqalliqida yatqan shirdek yoshurunche paylap yatidu; U möminlerni tutuwélish üchün yoshurunche marap yatidu; Möminlerni tutuwélip, ularni öz torigha chüshüridu.
10 Their victims are knocked down, laid low. They fall under the strength of the wicked.
[Yoqsullar] ézilidu, pükülidu; Derdmenler uning yawuzluqliri bilen yiqilidu.
11 They tell themselves, “God won't notice. He's looking the other way. He won't ever see anything.”
U könglide: «Tengri buni untup qaldi, U yüzini yépiwélip, qarimaydu; Buni hergiz körmeydu» — deydu.
12 Take a stand, Lord! Raise your hand to strike! Don't forget those who can't defend themselves.
Ornungdin turghin, i Perwerdigar; I Tengrim, qolungni kötürgin; Ézilgen möminlerni untuma!
13 Why do the wicked think they can treat God with such contempt? Why do they think that God won't make them accountable?
Rezil adem némishqa [Sen] Xudani közige ilmaydu? U könglide: «[Xuda] buni sürüshtürmeydu!» — deydu.
14 But you do see the trouble and grief they cause. Take it into your own hands. The helpless trust in you; you defend the orphans.
Sen buni körgensen; Sen Öz qolung bilen yamanliq hem zulumni özlirige qayturush üchün, Özüng bularni közlep yürisen; Derdmenler özlirini Sanga amanet qilidu; Chünki Sen yétim-yésirlerge yar-yölek bolup kelgensen;
15 Destroy the power of the wicked, those evil people! Call each of them to account until there are none left!
Rezil, yaman ademning bilikini sunduruwetkeysen; Uning rezillikini birmubir sürüshtürüp, üzül-késil yoqatqaysen.
16 Lord, you are King forever and ever! The nations will vanish from their lands.
Perwerdigar ebedil’ebedgiche padishahdur; [Imansiz] eller bolsa [Perwerdigarning] zéminidin yoqilar.
17 Lord, you have heard the longing cries of those who are suffering. You will encourage them, for you will listen to them.
Perwerdigar, Sen ajiz möminlerning armanlirini anglaysen; Ularning dilini toq qilisen;
18 You will defend the rights of orphans and the oppressed so that those who are mere human beings here on earth will never terrorize them again.
Yétim-yésirlar we ézilgüchiler üchün adaletni yaqlap, Yer yüzidiki insanlarning [ajiz-möminlerge] qaytidin wehime salghuchi bolmasliqi üchün, Quliqingni ding tutisen.
