Psalms 43

1 Judge me, O God, and plead my cause against an ungodly nation: from the deceitful and unjust man do thou deliver me.

I Pǝrwǝrdigar, mǝn toƣruluⱪ ⱨɵküm qiⱪarƣaysǝn, Dǝwayimni ǝⱪidisiz bir hǝlⱪ aldida soriƣaysǝn; Meni ⱨiyligǝr ⱨǝm ⱪǝbiⱨ adǝmdin ⱪutuldurƣaysǝn.

2 For thou art the God of my fortress: why hast thou abandoned me? why must I walk about grieved, under the oppression of the enemy?

Qünki Sǝn panaⱨgaⱨim bolƣan Hudadursǝn; Nemixⱪa meni taxlawǝtkǝnsǝn? Nemixⱪa düxmǝnning zulumiƣa uqrap, Ⱨǝmixǝ azab qekip yüriwatimǝn?» — dǝymǝn.

3 Send thou thy light and thy truth, these shall guide me; they shall bring me unto thy holy mountain, and to thy dwellings:

Ɵz ⱨǝⱪiⱪiting wǝ nurungni ǝwǝtkin, Ular meni yetǝkligǝy! Meni muⱪǝddǝs teƣingƣa, Makaningƣa elip kǝlgǝy!

4 That I may go unto the altar of God, unto God the joy of my gladness; and that I may thank thee upon the harp, O God, my God.

Xuning bilǝn mǝn Hudaning ⱪurbangaⱨi aldiƣa baray, Yǝni mening qǝksiz huxluⱪum bolƣan Tǝngrining yeniƣa baray; Bǝrⱨǝⱪ, qiltar qelip Seni mǝdⱨiyilǝymǝn, i Huda, mening Hudayim!

5 Why art thou cast down, O my soul? and why art thou disquieted within me? Hope thou in God; for I shall yet thank him, the salvation of my countenance, and my God.

I jenim, sǝn nemixⱪa bundaⱪ ⱪayƣurisǝn? Nemixⱪa iqimdǝ bundaⱪ biaram bolup ketisǝn? Hudaƣa ümid baƣla! Qünki mǝn Uni yǝnila mǝdⱨiyilǝymǝn, Yǝni qirayimƣa salamǝtlik, nijatliⱪ ata ⱪilƣuqi Hudayimni mǝdⱨiyilǝymǝn!