Psalms 36
1 “To the chief musician, by the servant of the Lord, by David.” Saith vice itself to the wicked—so I feel it within my heart— that he should have no dread of God before his eyes.
Neghmichilerning béshigha tapshurulup oqulsun dep, Perwerdigarning quli Dawut yazghan küy: — Rezil ademning asiyliqi méning qelbimde bir bésharetni peyda qilidu: — «Uning neziride Xudadin qorqidighan ish yoqtur!».
2 For he flattereth himself in his own eyes [too much] to find out his iniquity to hate it.
Chünki u öz-özini maxtayduki, U öz-özige: — «Mende gunah tépilmas, qilghinim yirginchlik ish emestur!» — deydu.
3 The words of his mouth are wickedness and deceit: he hath left off to be wise, to do good.
Aghzidiki sözler qebihlik we hiyligerliktur; Peziletlik ish qilish parasitidin u alliburun mehrumdur.
4 He deviseth wickedness upon his couch; he placeth himself on a way that is not good; evil he despiseth not.
U ornida yatqandimu gunahni közleydu; U durus bolmighan yolgha méngishni irade qilidu; Yamanliqtin héch nepretlenmeydu.
5 O Lord, into the heavens reacheth thy kindness, thy faithfulness even into the skies.
I Perwerdigar, özgermes muhebbiting ershlerge taqishidu; Heqiqet-sadiqliqing bulutlargha yétidu!
6 Thy righteousness is like the mountains of God; thy acts of justice like the great deep: man and beast dost thou ever help, O Lord.
Heqqaniyliqing büyük taghlardek, Hökümliring tilsimatliq chongqur déngizlardektur. I Perwerdigar, Sen ademler we haywanlarni saqlighuchidursen;
7 How precious is thy kindness, O God! And the children of men that seek shelter under the shadow of thy wings, —
Séning özgermes muhebbiting neqeder qimmetliktur, i Xuda! Shunga insan baliliri qanatliring sayiside panahlinidu.
8 These will be abundantly satisfied with the fatness of thy house; and of the stream of thy delights wilt thou give them to drink.
Ular öyüngdiki mol dastixandin toyghuche behrimen bolidu; Sen ulargha huzur-halawetliringning deryasidin ichküzisen.
9 For with thee is the source of life: in thy light shall we see light.
Chünki Sendila bardur hayatliq buliqi; Nurungda bolup nurni körimiz.
10 Draw down continuously thy kindness unto those that acknowledge thee; and thy righteousness to the upright in heart.
Ah, Özüngni tonup, bilgenlerge muhebbitingni, Köngli duruslarghimu heqqaniyliqingni körsitishni dawamlashturghaysen.
11 Let not come against me the foot of pride, and let not the hand of the wicked chase me off.
Tekebburlarning putining manga hujum qilishigha yol qoymighaysen; Rezillerning qoli méni ornumdin qoghliwetmisun;
12 There are fallen the workers of wickedness: they are thrust down, and shall not be able to rise.
Mana, yamanliq qilghuchilar yiqildi! Ghulitiwétildi, ornidin qayta turalmaydu!
