Psalms 14

1 For the Chief Musician. [A Psalm] of David. The fool hath said in his heart, There is no God. They are corrupt, they have done abominable works; there is none that doeth good.

Nǝƣmiqilǝrning bexiƣa tapxurulup oⱪulsun dǝp, Dawut yazƣan küy: — Əhmǝⱪ kixi kɵnglidǝ: «Ⱨeqbir Huda yoⱪ» — dǝydu. Ular qiriklixip, Yirginqlik ⱪǝbiⱨlikni ⱪilixti; Ularning iqidǝ meⱨribanliⱪ ⱪilƣuqi yoⱪtur;

2 The LORD looked down from heaven upon the children of men, to see if there were any that did understand, that did seek after God.

Pǝrwǝrdigar ǝrxtǝ turup, adǝm balilirini kɵzitip: «Bu insanlarning arisida insapni qüxinidiƣan birǝrsi barmidu? Hudani izdǝydiƣanlar barmidu?

3 They are all gone aside; they are together become filthy; there is none that doeth good, no, not one.

Ⱨǝmmǝ adǝm yoldin qiⱪti, Ⱨǝmmǝ adǝm qiriklixip kǝtti, Meⱨribanliⱪ ⱪilƣuqi yoⱪ, ⱨǝtta birimu yoⱪtur.

4 Have all the workers of iniquity no knowledge? who eat up my people as they eat bread, and call not upon the LORD.

Nanni yegǝndǝk Mening hǝlⱪimni yutuwalƣan bu ⱪǝbiⱨlik ⱪilƣuqilar ⱨeqnemini bilmǝmdu?» — dǝydu. Ular Pǝrwǝrdigarƣa ⱨeqbir iltija ⱪilmaydu.

5 There were they in great fear: for God is in the generation of the righteous.

Mana ularni ƣayǝt zor ⱪorⱪunq basti; Qünki Huda ⱨǝⱪⱪaniylarning dǝwrididur.

6 Ye put to shame the counsel of the poor, because the LORD is his refuge.

«Silǝr ezilgǝnlǝrning kɵngligǝ pükkǝn ümidini yoⱪ ⱪilmaⱪqi bolisilǝr; Biraⱪ Pǝrwǝrdigar uning baxpanaⱨidur!»

7 Oh that the salvation of Israel were come out of Zion! when the LORD bringeth back the captivity of his people, then shall Jacob rejoice, [and] Israel shall be glad.

Aⱨ, Israilning nijatliⱪi Ziondin qiⱪip kǝlgǝn bolsa idi! Pǝrwǝrdigar Ɵz hǝlⱪini asarǝttin qiⱪirip, Azadliⱪⱪa erixtürgǝn qaƣda, Yaⱪup xadlinidu, Israil huxallinidu!