< Psalms 49 >
1 [For the Chief Musician. A Psalm by the sons of Korah.] Hear this, all you peoples. Listen, all you inhabitants of the world,
Nǝƣmiqilǝrning bexiƣa tapxurulup oⱪulsun dǝp, Koraⱨning oƣulliri üqün yezilƣan küy: — I barliⱪ hǝlⱪlǝr, kɵngül ⱪoyup anglanglar! Yǝr yüzidǝ turuwatⱪanlar, ⱪulaⱪ selinglar!
2 both low and high, rich and poor together.
Mǝyli addiy puⱪra, ya esilzadilǝr, Ya bay, ya gadaylar bolsun, ⱨǝmminglar anglanglar!
3 My mouth will speak words of wisdom. My heart shall utter understanding.
Aƣzim danaliⱪni sɵzlǝydu, Dilim ǝⱪilgǝ uyƣun ixlarni oylap qiⱪidu.
4 I will incline my ear to a proverb. I will open my riddle on the harp.
Ⱪuliⱪim ⱨekmǝtlik tǝmsilni zǝn ⱪoyup anglaydu, Qiltar qelip sirliⱪ sɵzni eqip berimǝn.
5 Why should I fear in the days of evil, when the iniquity of those who deceive me surrounds me?
Eƣir künlǝrdǝ, meni ⱪiltaⱪⱪa qüxürmǝkqi bolƣanlarning ⱪǝbiⱨlikliri ǝtrapimda bolsimu, Mǝn nemixⱪa ⱪorⱪidikǝnmǝn?
6 They trust in their wealth, and boast in the multitude of their riches.
Ular bayliⱪliriƣa tayinidu, Mal-mülüklirining zorluⱪi bilǝn qongqiliⱪ ⱪilidu;
7 Truly these cannot redeem a person, nor give to God a ransom for him.
Insan mǝnggügǝ yaxap, Gɵr-ⱨangni kɵrmǝsliki üqün, Ⱨeqkim ɵz buradǝrining ⱨayatini pul bilǝn ⱪayturuwalalmaydu; Wǝ yaki Hudaƣa uning jenini ⱪutuldurƣudǝk baⱨani berǝlmǝydu; (Qünki uning jenining baⱨasi intayin ⱪimmǝt, Wǝ bu baⱨa boyiqǝ bolƣanda, mǝnggügǝ ⱪǝrz tapxuruxi kerǝktur)
8 For the redemption of their life is costly, no payment is ever enough,
9 that he should live on forever, that he should not see corruption.
10 For he sees that wise men die; likewise the fool and the senseless perish, and leave their wealth to others.
Ⱨǝmmigǝ ayanki, danixmǝn adǝmlǝrmu ɵlidu; Ⱨǝmmǝ adǝm bilǝn tǝng, nadan wǝ ⱨamaⱪǝtlǝr billǝ ⱨalak bolidu, Xundaⱪla ular mal-dunyasini ɵzgilǝrgǝ ⱪaldurup ketidu.
11 Their tombs are their homes forever, and their dwelling places to all generations. They name their lands after themselves.
Ularning kɵnglidiki oy-pikirlǝr xundaⱪki: «Ɵy-imaritimiz mǝnggügǝ, Makan-turalƣulirimiz dǝwrdin-dǝwrgiqǝ bolidu»; Ular ɵz yǝrlirigǝ isimlirini nam ⱪilip ⱪoyidu.
12 But man, despite his riches, doesn't endure. He is like the animals that perish.
Biraⱪ insan ɵzining nam-izzitidǝ turiwǝrmǝydu, U ⱨalak bolƣan ⱨaywanlardǝk ketidu.
13 This is the destiny of those who are foolish, and of those who approve their sayings. (Selah)
Ularning muxu yoli dǝl ularning nadanliⱪidur; Lekin ularning kǝynidin dunyaƣa kǝlgǝnlǝr, yǝnila ularning eytⱪan sɵzlirigǝ apirin oⱪuydu. (Selaⱨ)
14 They are appointed as a flock for Sheol. Death shall be their shepherd. The upright shall have dominion over them in the morning. Their beauty shall decay in Sheol, far from their mansion. (Sheol )
Ular ⱪoylardǝk tǝⱨtisaraƣa yatⱪuzulidu; Ɵlüm ularni ɵz ozuⱪi ⱪilidu; Ətisi sǝⱨǝrdǝ duruslar ularning üstidin ⱨɵküm yürgüzidu; Ularning güzǝlliki qiritilixⱪa tapxurulidu; Tǝⱨtisara bolsa ularning ⱨǝywǝtlik makanidur! (Sheol )
15 But God will redeem my soul from the power of Sheol, for he will receive me. (Selah) (Sheol )
Biraⱪ Huda jenimni tǝⱨtisaraning ilkidin ⱪutⱪuzidu; Qünki U meni ⱪobul ⱪilidu. (Selaⱨ) (Sheol )
16 Do not be afraid when a man is made rich, when the glory of his house is increased.
Birsi beyip ketip, ailǝ-jǝmǝtining abruyi ɵsüp kǝtsimu, Ⱪorⱪma;
17 For when he dies he shall carry nothing away. His glory shall not descend after him.
Qünki u ɵlgǝndǝ ⱨeqnǝrsisini elip ketǝlmǝydu; Uning xɵⱨriti uning bilǝn billǝ [gɵrgǝ] qüxmǝydu.
18 Though while he lived he blessed his soul—and men praise you when you do well for yourself?
Gǝrqǝ u ɵmür boyi ɵzini bǝhtlik qaƣliƣan bolsimu, (Bǝrⱨǝⱪ, kixilǝr ronaⱪ tapⱪiningda, ǝlwǝttǝ seni ⱨaman mahtaydu)
19 he shall go to the generation of his fathers. They shall never see the light.
Ahiri berip, u yǝnila ata-bowilirining yeniƣa ketidu; Ular mǝnggügǝ yoruⱪluⱪni kɵrǝlmǝydu.
20 A man who has riches without understanding, is like the animals that perish.
Insan izzǝt-abruyda bolup, lekin yorutulmisa, Ⱨalak bolidiƣan ⱨaywanlarƣa ohxax bolidu, halas.