< Psalms 17 >

1 A Prayer of David. Hear the right, O LORD, attend unto my cry; give ear unto my prayer from lips without deceit.
Dawutning duasi: — Ⱨǝⱪⱪaniy tǝlǝpni angla, i Pǝrwǝrdigar, mening nidayimƣa kɵngül ⱪoyƣin; Mening duayimƣa ⱪulaⱪ salƣin, U yalƣanqi lǝwlǝrdin qiⱪⱪan ǝmǝs.
2 Let my judgment come forth from Thy presence; let Thine eyes behold equity.
Ⱨuzurungdin ⱨɵkümüm qiⱪirilƣay! Kɵzüng nemǝ durus ikǝnlikini pǝrⱪ ǝtkǝy!
3 Thou hast tried my heart, Thou hast visited it in the night; Thou hast tested me, and Thou findest not that I had a thought which should not pass my mouth.
Sǝn mening ⱪǝlbimni siniƣansǝn, Sǝn keqidimu manga yeⱪinlixip kɵzǝtting; Sǝn meni tawlap kɵzüngdin kǝqürdingsǝn, Meningdin ⱨeqbir sǝwǝnlik tapalmiding; Kɵnglümdǝ: Aƣzim itaǝtsizlik ⱪilmisun! — dǝp niyǝt ⱪildim.
4 As for the doings of men, by the word of Thy lips I have kept me from the ways of the violent.
Adǝm balilirining ⱨayattiki ixlirida, Lǝwliringdin qiⱪⱪan sɵzlǝr bilǝn zorawanlarning yolliridin ɵzümni neri ⱪildim.
5 My steps have held fast to Thy paths, my feet have not slipped.
Mening ⱪǝdǝmlirim yolliringdin qiⱪmiƣan, Putlirim teyilip kǝtmigǝn.
6 As for me, I call upon Thee, for Thou wilt answer me, O God; incline Thine ear unto me, hear my speech.
Mǝn Sanga iltija ⱪildim, Qünki tilǝklirimni ijabǝt ⱪilisǝn, i Tǝngrim; Manga ⱪulaⱪ salƣin, Sɵzlirimni angliƣin.
7 Make passing great Thy mercies, O Thou that savest by Thy right hand from assailants them that take refuge in Thee.
I, Ɵzünggǝ tayanƣanlarni ⱪarxi qiⱪⱪuqilardin ong ⱪolung bilǝn Ⱪutⱪuzƣuqi, Karamǝtliringni kɵrsitip, ɵzgǝrmǝs muⱨǝbbitingni ayan ⱪilƣaysǝn!
8 Keep me as the apple of the eye, hide me in the shadow of Thy wings,
Meni kɵz ⱪariquⱪungdǝk saⱪliƣaysǝn; Ⱪanatliring sayisidǝ meni yoxurƣaysǝn;
9 From the wicked that oppress, my deadly enemies, that compass me about.
Meni bulimaⱪqi bolƣan rǝzil adǝmlǝrdin, Meni ⱪorxiwalƣan ǝxǝddiy küxǝndilirimdin yoxurƣin;
10 Their gross heart they have shut tight, with their mouth they speak proudly.
Ularning baƣrini may ⱪaplap, ⱪetip kǝtkǝn; Ularning eƣizliri tǝkǝbburlarqǝ sɵzlǝydu;
11 At our every step they have now encompassed us; they set their eyes to cast us down to the earth.
Ular yolimizni toriwelip, Bizni yǝrgǝ uruxⱪa kɵzini alaytip,
12 He is like a lion that is eager to tear in pieces, and like a young lion lurking in secret places.
Oljiƣa aq kɵzlük bilǝn tikilgǝn xirdǝk, Yoxurun jaylarda marap yüridiƣan yax xirdǝktur.
13 Arise, O LORD, confront him, cast him down; deliver my soul from the wicked, by Thy sword;
Ornungdin turƣaysǝn, i Pǝrwǝrdigar, Uning yolini tosup, yǝr bilǝn yǝksan ⱪilƣaysǝn, Jenimni rǝzil adǝmdin ⱪutⱪuzƣin, ⱪiliqing bilǝn;
14 From men, by Thy hand, O LORD, from men of the world, whose portion is in this life, and whose belly Thou fillest with Thy treasure; who have children in plenty, and leave their abundance to their babes.
[Meni] Ɵz ⱪolung bilǝn kixilǝrdin, Yǝni muxu dǝwrdiki kixilǝrdin ⱪutⱪuzƣin; Ularning nesiwisi bolsa muxu dunyadiladur; Sǝn ularning ⱪarnini nemǝtliring bilǝn toldurisǝn; Ularning kɵngli pǝrzǝntliri bilǝn ⱪandi, Baliliriƣa bayliⱪlirini ⱪalduridu.
15 As for me, I shall behold Thy face in righteousness; I shall be satisfied, when I awake, with Thy likeness.
Mǝn bolsam, ⱨǝⱪⱪaniyliⱪta yüzünggǝ ⱪariƣuqi bolimǝn; Oyƣanƣinimda, Sening didaringdin sɵyünimǝn!

< Psalms 17 >