Psalms 16
1 Michtam of Dauid. Preserue mee, O God: for in thee doe I trust.
Dawut yazƣan «Mihtam» küyi: Meni saⱪliƣin, i Tǝngri, Qünki mǝn Sanga tayinimǝn.
2 O my soule, thou hast sayd vnto the Lord, Thou art my Lord: my weldoing extendeth not to thee,
Mening jenim Pǝrwǝrdigarƣa: «Sǝn mening Rǝbbimdursǝn; Sǝndin baxⱪa mening bǝht-saaditim yoⱪtur» — dedi.
3 But to the Saints that are in the earth, and to the excellent: all my delite is in them.
Yǝr yüzidiki muⱪǝddǝs bǝndiliring bolsa, Ular aliyjanablardur, Ular mening ⱨǝmmǝ huxalliⱪimdur.
4 The sorowes of them, that offer to an other god, shall be multiplied: their offerings of blood will I not offer, neither make mention of their names with my lips.
Kim baxⱪa ilaⱨni izdǝxkǝ aldirisa, Ularning dǝrdliri kɵpiyip ketidu. Ƣǝyriy ilaⱨlarƣa atap ⱨǝdiyǝ ⱪanlirini tɵkmǝymǝn, Ularning namlirini tilimƣimu almaymǝn.
5 The Lord is the portion of mine inheritance and of my cup: thou shalt mainteine my lot.
Pǝrwǝrdigar bolsa mening mirasim ⱨǝm ⱪǝdǝⱨimdiki nesiwǝmdur; Qǝk taxlinip erixkǝn nesiwǝmni ɵzüng saⱪlaysǝn;
6 The lines are fallen vnto me in pleasant places: yea, I haue a faire heritage.
[Nesiwǝmni bǝlgiligǝn] siziⱪlar manga güzǝl yǝrlǝrni bekitkǝndur; Bǝrⱨǝⱪ, mening güzǝl mirasim bardur!
7 I wil prayse the Lord, who hath giuen me counsell: my reines also teach me in the nightes.
Manga nǝsiⱨǝt bǝrgǝn Pǝrwǝrdigarƣa tǝxǝkkür-mǝdⱨiyǝ ⱪayturimǝn; Ⱨǝtta keqilǝrdimu wijdanim manga ɵgitidu.
8 I haue set the Lord alwayes before me: for hee is at my right hand: therefore I shall not slide.
Mǝn Pǝrwǝrdigarni ⱨǝrdaim kɵz aldimdin kǝtküzmǝymǝn; U ong yenimda bolƣaqⱪa, Mǝn ⱨǝrgiz tǝwrǝnmǝymǝn.
9 Wherefore mine heart is glad and my tongue reioyceth: my flesh also doeth rest in hope.
Xunga mening ⱪǝlbim xadlandi, Mening roⱨim tehimu kɵtürülidu, Mening tenim aman-esǝnliktǝ turidu;
10 For thou wilt not leaue my soule in the graue: neither wilt thou suffer thine holy one to see corruption. (Sheol h7585)
Qünki jenimni tǝⱨtisarada ⱪaldurmaysǝn, Xundaⱪla Sening Muⱪǝddǝs Bolƣuqingni qirixtin saⱪlaysǝn. (Sheol h7585)
11 Thou wilt shew me the path of life: in thy presence is the fulnesse of ioy: and at thy right hand there are pleasures for euermore.
Sǝn manga ⱨayat yolini kɵrsitisǝn; Ⱨuzurungda tolup taxⱪan xad-huramliⱪ bardur; Ong ⱪolungda mǝnggülük bǝⱨrǝ-lǝzzǝtlǝrmu bardur.
