< Psalms 62 >

1 To the excelletn musician Ieduthun. A Psalme of David. Yet my soule keepeth silence vnto God: of him commeth my saluation.
Nǝƣmiqilǝrning bexi Yǝdutunƣa tapxurulƣan, Dawut yazƣan küy: — Jenim Hudaƣila ⱪarap süküttǝ kütidu; Mening nijatliⱪim uningdindur.
2 Yet he is my strength and my saluation, and my defence: therefore I shall not much be mooued.
Pǝⱪǝt Ula mening ⱪoram texim wǝ mening nijatliⱪim, Mening yuⱪiri ⱪorƣinimdur; Mǝn unqilik tǝwrinip kǝtmǝymǝn.
3 How long wil ye imagine mischiefe against a man? ye shalbe all slaine: ye shalbe as a bowed wall, or as a wall shaken.
Silǝr ⱪaqanƣiqǝ xu ajiz bir insanƣa ⱨujum ⱪilisilǝr? Ⱨǝmminglar ⱪingƣiyip ⱪalƣan tamni, Irƣanglap ⱪalƣan ⱪaxani ƣulatⱪandǝk, uni ƣulatmaⱪqisilǝr?
4 Yet they consult to cast him downe from his dignitie: their delight is in lies, they blesse with their mouthes, but curse with their hearts. (Selah)
Uni xɵⱨrǝt-ⱨǝywitidin qüxürüwetixtin baxⱪa, ularning ⱨeq mǝsliⱨǝti yoⱪtur; Yalƣanqiliⱪlardin hursǝn ular; Aƣzida bǝht tiligini bilǝn, Ular iqidǝ lǝnǝt oⱪuydu. (Selaⱨ)
5 Yet my soule keepe thou silence vnto God: for mine hope is in him.
I jenim, Hudaƣila ⱪarap süküttǝ kütkin; Qünki mening ümidim Uningdindur.
6 Yet is hee my strength, and my saluation, and my defence: therefore I shall not be mooued.
Pǝⱪǝt U mening ⱪoram texim ⱨǝm mening nijatliⱪim, Mening yuⱪiri ⱪorƣinimdur; Mǝn tǝwrinip kǝtmǝymǝn.
7 In God is my saluation and my glory, the rocke of my strength: in God is my trust.
Nijatliⱪim ⱨǝm xan-xɵⱨritim Hudaƣa baƣliⱪtur; Mening küqüm bolƣan ⱪoram tax, mening panaⱨgaⱨim Hudadidur.
8 Trust in him alway, ye people: powre out your hearts before him, for God is our hope. (Selah)
I halayiⱪ, Uningƣa ⱨǝrdaim tayininglar! Uning aldida iq-baƣringlarni tɵkünglar; Huda bizning panaⱨgaⱨimizdur! (Selaⱨ)
9 Yet the children of men are vanitie, the chiefe men are lies: to lay them vpon a balance they are altogether lighter then vanitie.
Addiy bǝndilǝr pǝⱪǝt bir tiniⱪ, Esilzadilǝrmu bir aldam sɵz halas; Taraziƣa selinsa ularning ⱪilqǝ salmiⱪi yoⱪ, Bir tiniⱪtinmu yeniktur.
10 Trust not in oppression nor in robberie: be not vaine: if riches increase, set not your heart thereon.
Zomigǝrlikkǝ tayanmanglar; Bulangqiliⱪtin ham hiyal ⱪilmanglar, Bayliⱪlar awusimu, bularƣa kɵnglünglarni ⱪoymanglar;
11 God spake once or twise, I haue heard it, that power belongeth vnto God,
Huda bir ⱪetim eytⱪanki, Mundaⱪ deginini ikki ⱪetim anglidimki: — «Küq-ⱪudrǝt Hudaƣa mǝnsuptur».
12 And to thee, O Lord, mercie: for thou rewardest euery one according to his worke.
Ⱨǝm i Rǝb, Sanga ɵzgǝrmǝs muⱨǝbbǝtmu mǝnsuptur; Qünki Sǝn ⱨǝrbir kixigǝ ɵz ǝmiligǝ yarixa ⱪayturisǝn.

< Psalms 62 >