Psalms 28
1 BY DAVID. To You, O YHWH, I call, My rock, do not be silent to me! Lest You are silent to me, And I have been compared With those going down to the pit.
Dawut yazƣan küy: — I Pǝrwǝrdigar, Sanga nida ⱪilimǝn; I mening Ⱪoram Texim, manga süküt ⱪilmiƣaysǝn; Qünki Sǝn jimjit turuwalisang, Mǝn qongⱪur ⱨangƣa qüxidiƣanlarƣa ohxaxla bolimǝn.
2 Hear the voice of my supplications, In my crying to You, In my lifting up my hands toward your holy oracle.
Sanga pǝryad kɵtürginimdǝ, Sening muⱪǝddǝs kalamhanangƣa ⱪolumni kɵtürginimdǝ, Mening iltijalirimning sadasini angliƣaysǝn!
3 Do not draw me with the wicked, And with workers of iniquity, Speaking peace with their neighbors, And evil in their heart.
Meni rǝzillǝr wǝ ⱪǝbiⱨlik ⱪilƣuqilar bilǝn billǝ taxliwǝtmigǝysǝn; Ular aƣzida yeⱪinliri bilǝn dostanǝ sɵzlǝxsimu, Kɵnglidǝ ɵqmǝnlik bardur.
4 Give to them according to their acting, And according to the evil of their doings. Give to them according to the work of their hands. Return their deed to them.
Ularning ⱪilmixliriƣa ⱪarap, Ixlirining yamanliⱪiƣa ⱪarap ix tutⱪaysǝn; Ⱪolining ⱪilƣanliri boyiqǝ ɵzlirigǝ yandurƣaysǝn; Tegixlik jazani ɵzlirigǝ ⱪayturƣaysǝn.
5 For they do not attend to the doing of YHWH, And to the work of His hands. He throws them down, And does not build them up.
Qünki ular nǝ Pǝrwǝrdigarning ⱪilƣanlirini, Nǝ ⱪollirining ixligǝnlirini ⱨeq nǝzirigǝ almaydu, [Pǝrwǝrdigar] ularni ƣulitip, ⱪaytidin bax kɵtürgüzmǝydu.
6 Blessed [is] YHWH, For He has heard the voice of my supplications.
Pǝrwǝrdigarƣa tǝxǝkkür-mǝdⱨiyǝ ⱪayturulsun; Qünki U mening iltijalirimning sadasini angliƣan.
7 YHWH [is] my strength, and my shield, In Him my heart trusted, and I have been helped. And my heart exults, And I thank Him with my song.
Pǝrwǝrdigar mening küqüm, mening ⱪalⱪinimdur; Mening kɵnglüm uningƣa ixǝndi, Xuning bilǝn yardǝm taptim; Xunga kɵnglüm zor xadlinidu, Ɵz küyüm bilǝn mǝn Uni mǝdⱨiyilǝymǝn.
8 YHWH [is] strength to him, Indeed, the strength of the salvation of His anointed [is] He.
Pǝrwǝrdigar Ɵz [hǝlⱪining] küqidur, Xundaⱪla mǝsiⱨ ⱪilƣiniƣa ⱪutⱪuzƣuqi ⱪorƣandur.
9 Save Your people, and bless Your inheritance, And feed them, and carry them for all time!
Ɵz hǝlⱪingni ⱪutⱪuzƣaysǝn, Mirasingni bǝrikǝtlik ⱪilƣaysǝn; Ularni padiqidǝk beⱪip ozuⱪlandurƣaysǝn, Mǝnggügǝ ularni kɵtürüp yürgǝysǝn.
