< Psalms 140 >

1 To him that excelleth. A Psalme of David. Deliuer me, O Lord, from the euill man: preserue me from the cruel man:
Nǝƣmiqilǝrning bexiƣa tapxurulup oⱪulsun dǝp, Dawut yazƣan küy: — Rǝzil adǝmdin, i Pǝrwǝrdigar, meni azad ⱪilƣaysǝn; Zorawan kixidin meni saⱪliƣaysǝn.
2 Which imagine euill things in their heart, and make warre continually.
Ular kɵnglidǝ yamanliⱪlarni oylimaⱪta; Ular ⱨǝr küni jǝm boluxup urux qiⱪarmaⱪqi.
3 They haue sharpened their tongues like a serpent: adders poyson is vnder their lips. (Selah)
Tilini yilanningkidǝk ittik ⱪilidu; Kobra yilanning zǝⱨiri lǝwliri astida turidu; (Selaⱨ)
4 Keepe mee, O Lord, from the handes of the wicked: preserue mee from the cruell man, which purposeth to cause my steppes to slide.
Rǝzil adǝmning ⱪolliridin meni aman ⱪiliƣaysǝn, i Pǝrwǝrdigar; Putlirimni putlaxni ⱪǝstlǝydiƣan zorawan kixidin saⱪliƣaysǝn.
5 The proude haue layde a snare for me, and spred a nette with cordes in my pathway, and set grennes for me. (Selah)
Tǝkǝbburlar mǝn üqün ⱪiltaⱪ, tanilarni yoxurup tǝyyarlidi; Yol boyida tor yaydi, Mǝn üqün tuzaⱪlarni saldi; (Selaⱨ)
6 Therefore I saide vnto the Lord, Thou art my God: heare, O Lord, the voyce of my prayers.
Mǝn Pǝrwǝrdigarƣa: «Sǝn mening Tǝngrimdursǝn» — dedim; Yelinixlirim sadasiƣa ⱪulaⱪ salƣaysǝn, i Pǝrwǝrdigar;
7 O Lord God the strength of my saluation, thou hast couered mine head in the day of battel.
Pǝrwǝrdigar Rǝb nijatliⱪimning küqidur; Sǝn jǝng künidǝ beximni yepip ⱪoƣdiƣansǝn.
8 Let not the wicked haue his desire, O Lord: performe not his wicked thought, least they be proude. (Selah)
Rǝzil adǝmning ümidini ijabǝt ⱪilmiƣaysǝn, i Pǝrwǝrdigar; Ularning ⱨiylilirini aⱪⱪuzmiƣaysǝn; Bolmisa ɵzlirini qong tutuwalidu. (Selaⱨ)
9 As for the chiefe of them, that compasse me about, let the mischiefe of their owne lippes come vpon them.
Meni ⱪorxiwalƣanlarning bolsa, Lǝwliridin qiⱪⱪan xumluⱪ ularning ɵz bexiƣa qüxsun;
10 Let coles fal vpon them: let him cast them into the fire, and into the deepe pits, that they rise not.
Üstigǝ qoƣlar yaƣdurulsun; Ular otⱪa, Ⱪaytidin qiⱪalmiƣudǝk ⱨanglarƣa taxliwetilsun;
11 For the backbiter shall not be established vpon the earth: euill shall hunt the cruell man to destruction.
Tili qeⱪimqi adǝmning yǝr yüzidǝ orni bolmisun; Balayi’apǝt zorawanlarni tügǝxküqǝ owlaydu;
12 I know that the Lord will auenge the afflicted, and iudge the poore.
Mǝn bilimǝnki, Pǝrwǝrdigar ezilgǝnlǝrning dǝwasini soraydu, Yoⱪsulning ⱨǝⱪⱪini elip beridu;
13 Surely the righteous shall prayse thy Name, and the iust shall dwell in thy presence.
Bǝrⱨǝⱪ, ⱨǝⱪⱪaniylar namingƣa tǝxǝkkür eytidu; Kɵngli duruslar ⱨuzurungda yaxaydu.

< Psalms 140 >