Psalms 139
1 O YHWH, thou hast searched me, and known me.
Nǝƣmiqilǝrning bexiƣa tapxurulup oⱪulsun dǝp, Dawut yazƣan küy: — I Pǝrwǝrdigar, Sǝn meni tǝkxürüp qiⱪting, Ⱨǝm meni bilip yǝtting;
2 Thou knowest my downsitting and mine uprising, thou understandest my thought afar off.
Ɵzüng olturƣinimni, turƣinimnimu bilisǝn; Yiraⱪta turuⱪluⱪ kɵnglümdikini bilisǝn.
3 Thou compassest my path and my lying down, and art acquainted with all my ways.
Basⱪan ⱪǝdǝmlirimni, yatⱪanlirimni ɵtkǝmǝngdin ɵtküzdung; Barliⱪ yollirim Sanga ayandur.
4 For there is not a word in my tongue, but, lo, O YHWH, thou knowest it altogether.
Bǝrⱨǝⱪ, tilimƣa bir sɵz kelǝ-kǝlmǝstinla, i Pǝrwǝrdigar, Mana Sǝn buni ǝyni boyiqǝ bilmǝy ⱪalmaysǝn.
5 Thou hast beset me behind and before, and laid thine hand upon me.
Sǝn meni aldi-kǝynimdin orap turisǝn, Ⱪolungni mening üstümgǝ ⱪondurƣansǝn.
6 Such knowledge is too wonderful for me; it is high, I cannot attain unto it.
Bundaⱪ bilim manga xunqilik tilsimat bilinidu! Xundaⱪ yüksǝkki, mǝn uni bilip yetǝlmǝydikǝnmǝn.
7 Whither shall I go from thy spirit? or whither shall I flee from thy presence?
Roⱨingdin neri boluxⱪa nǝlǝrgimu baralayttim? Ⱨuzurungdin ɵzümni ⱪaqurup nǝlǝrgǝ baralayttim?
8 If I ascend up into heaven, thou art there: if I make my bed in hell, behold, thou art there. (Sheol h7585)
Asmanlarƣa qiⱪsam, mana Sǝn axu yǝrdǝ; Tǝⱨtisarada orun salsammu, mana Sǝn xu yǝrdǝ; (Sheol h7585)
9 If I take the wings of the morning, and dwell in the uttermost parts of the sea;
Sǝⱨǝrning ⱪanatlirini elip uqup, Dengizning ǝng qǝt yǝrliridǝ tursam,
10 Even there shall thy hand lead me, and thy right hand shall hold me.
Ⱨǝtta axu jayda ⱪolung meni yetǝklǝydu, Ong ⱪolung meni yɵlǝydu.
11 If I say, Surely the darkness shall cover me; even the night shall be light about me.
Mǝn: «Ⱪarangƣuluⱪ meni yapsa, Ətrapimdiki yoruⱪluⱪ qoⱪum keqǝ bolidu» — desǝm,
12 Yea, the darkness hideth not from thee; but the night shineth as the day: the darkness and the light are both alike to thee.
Ⱪarangƣuluⱪmu Sǝndin yoxurunalmaydu, Keqimu Sanga kündüzdǝk aydingdur, Ⱪarangƣuluⱪmu [Sanga] yoruⱪtǝktur.
13 For thou hast possessed my reins: thou hast covered me in my mother's womb.
Bǝrⱨǝk, Sǝn mening iqlirimni yasiƣansǝn; Anamning ⱪorsiⱪida meni toⱪuƣansǝn;
14 I will praise thee; for I am fearfully and wonderfully made: marvellous are thy works; and that my soul knoweth right well.
Mǝn Seni mǝdⱨiyilǝymǝn, Qünki mǝn sürlük wǝ karamǝt yasalƣanmǝn; Sening ⱪilƣanliring karamǝt tilsimattur; Buni jenim obdan bilidu.
15 My substance was not hid from thee, when I was made in secret, and curiously wrought in the lowest parts of the earth.
Mǝn yoxurun jayda yasalƣinimda, Yǝr tǝgliridǝ ǝpqillik bilǝn toⱪulup xǝkillǝndürülginimdǝ, Ustihanlirim Sǝndin yoxurun ǝmǝs idi.
16 Thine eyes did see my substance, yet being unperfect; and in thy book all my members were written, which in continuance were fashioned, when as yet there was none of them.
Əzalirim tehi apiridǝ bolmiƣan künlǝrdǝ, Ular yasiliwatⱪan künlǝrdǝ, Kɵzüng tehi xǝkillǝnmigǝn jismimni kɵrüp yǝtkǝnidi; Ularning ⱨǝmmisi alliburun dǝptiringdǝ yezilƣanidi.
17 How precious also are thy thoughts unto me, O El! how great is the sum of them!
Aⱨ Tǝngrim, oyliring manga nǝⱪǝdǝr ⱪimmǝtliktur! Ularning yiƣindisi xunqǝ zordur!
18 If I should count them, they are more in number than the sand: when I awake, I am still with thee.
Ularni sanay desǝm, ular dengizdiki ⱪumlardinmu kɵptur; Uyⱪudin kɵzümni aqsam, mǝn yǝnila Sǝn bilǝn billidurmǝn!
19 Surely thou wilt slay the wicked, O Eloah: depart from me therefore, ye bloody men.
Aⱨ, Sǝn rǝzillǝrni ɵltürüwǝtsǝng iding, i Huda! Ⱪanhor kixilǝr, mǝndin yiraⱪ bolux!
20 For they speak against thee wickedly, and thine enemies take thy name in vain.
Qünki ular Sening toƣruluⱪ ⱨiylilik bilǝn sɵzlǝydu; Sening xǝⱨǝrliring ular tǝripidin azduruldi.
21 Do not I hate them, O YHWH, that hate thee? and am not I grieved with those that rise up against thee?
Sanga ɵqmǝn bolƣanlarƣa, i Pǝrwǝrdigar, mǝnmu ɵqⱪu? Sanga ⱪarxi qiⱪⱪanlarƣa mǝnmu yirginimǝnƣu?
22 I hate them with perfect hatred: I count them mine enemies.
Ularƣa qix-tirniⱪimƣiqǝ ɵqturmǝn; Ularni ɵz düxmǝnlirim dǝp ⱨesablaymǝn.
23 Search me, O El, and know my heart: try me, and know my thoughts:
Meni kɵzitip tǝkxürgǝysǝn, i Tǝngrim! Mening ⱪǝlbimni bilip yǝtkǝysǝn! Meni sinap, ƣǝmlik oylirimni bilgǝysǝn;
24 And see if there be any wicked way in me, and lead me in the way everlasting.
Mǝndǝ [Ɵzünggǝ] azar bǝrgüdǝk yolning bar-yoⱪluⱪini kɵrgǝysǝn; Wǝ meni mǝnggülük yolungda yetǝkligǝysǝn!
