Psalms 139
1 To the Chief Musician, David’s. A Melody. O Yahweh! thou hast searched me, and observed:
Nǝƣmiqilǝrning bexiƣa tapxurulup oⱪulsun dǝp, Dawut yazƣan küy: — I Pǝrwǝrdigar, Sǝn meni tǝkxürüp qiⱪting, Ⱨǝm meni bilip yǝtting;
2 Thou, hast observed my downsitting and mine uprising, Thou hast given heed to my desire, from afar:
Ɵzüng olturƣinimni, turƣinimnimu bilisǝn; Yiraⱪta turuⱪluⱪ kɵnglümdikini bilisǝn.
3 My path and my couch, hast thou examined, and, all my ways, thou well knowest.
Basⱪan ⱪǝdǝmlirimni, yatⱪanlirimni ɵtkǝmǝngdin ɵtküzdung; Barliⱪ yollirim Sanga ayandur.
4 Surely there hath not been a word on my tongue, [but] behold! O Yahweh, thou hast observed it on every side.
Bǝrⱨǝⱪ, tilimƣa bir sɵz kelǝ-kǝlmǝstinla, i Pǝrwǝrdigar, Mana Sǝn buni ǝyni boyiqǝ bilmǝy ⱪalmaysǝn.
5 Behind and before, hast thou shut me in, and hast laid upon me thy hand: —
Sǝn meni aldi-kǝynimdin orap turisǝn, Ⱪolungni mening üstümgǝ ⱪondurƣansǝn.
6 Knowledge, too wonderful, for me! high, I cannot attain to it!
Bundaⱪ bilim manga xunqilik tilsimat bilinidu! Xundaⱪ yüksǝkki, mǝn uni bilip yetǝlmǝydikǝnmǝn.
7 Whither can I go from thy spirit? or whither, from thy face, can I flee?
Roⱨingdin neri boluxⱪa nǝlǝrgimu baralayttim? Ⱨuzurungdin ɵzümni ⱪaqurup nǝlǝrgǝ baralayttim?
8 If I ascend the heavens, there, thou art! If I spread out hades as my couch, behold thee! (Sheol h7585)
Asmanlarƣa qiⱪsam, mana Sǝn axu yǝrdǝ; Tǝⱨtisarada orun salsammu, mana Sǝn xu yǝrdǝ; (Sheol h7585)
9 If I mount the wings of the dawn, settle down in the region beyond the sea,
Sǝⱨǝrning ⱪanatlirini elip uqup, Dengizning ǝng qǝt yǝrliridǝ tursam,
10 Even there, thy hand shall lead me, and thy right hand shall hold me.
Ⱨǝtta axu jayda ⱪolung meni yetǝklǝydu, Ong ⱪolung meni yɵlǝydu.
11 If I say, Surely, darkness, shall cover me! then, night, is light about me.
Mǝn: «Ⱪarangƣuluⱪ meni yapsa, Ətrapimdiki yoruⱪluⱪ qoⱪum keqǝ bolidu» — desǝm,
12 Even darkness, will not conceal from thee, —but, night, like day, will shine, So is the darkness, as the light!
Ⱪarangƣuluⱪmu Sǝndin yoxurunalmaydu, Keqimu Sanga kündüzdǝk aydingdur, Ⱪarangƣuluⱪmu [Sanga] yoruⱪtǝktur.
13 For, thou, didst possess thyself of my reins, thou didst weave me together in the womb of my mother.
Bǝrⱨǝk, Sǝn mening iqlirimni yasiƣansǝn; Anamning ⱪorsiⱪida meni toⱪuƣansǝn;
14 I thank thee, in that fearfully was my being distinguished, Wonderful are thy works, and, mine own soul, is observing [them] intently!
Mǝn Seni mǝdⱨiyilǝymǝn, Qünki mǝn sürlük wǝ karamǝt yasalƣanmǝn; Sening ⱪilƣanliring karamǝt tilsimattur; Buni jenim obdan bilidu.
15 My substance was not hid from thee, —when I was made in secret, when I was skilfully figured in the lower parts of the earth.
Mǝn yoxurun jayda yasalƣinimda, Yǝr tǝgliridǝ ǝpqillik bilǝn toⱪulup xǝkillǝndürülginimdǝ, Ustihanlirim Sǝndin yoxurun ǝmǝs idi.
16 Mine unfinished substance, thine eyes beheld, and, in thy book, all the parts thereof were written, —the days they should be fashioned! while yet there was not one among them.
Əzalirim tehi apiridǝ bolmiƣan künlǝrdǝ, Ular yasiliwatⱪan künlǝrdǝ, Kɵzüng tehi xǝkillǝnmigǝn jismimni kɵrüp yǝtkǝnidi; Ularning ⱨǝmmisi alliburun dǝptiringdǝ yezilƣanidi.
17 To me, then, how precious have thy desires become, O GOD! How numerous, the heads of them!
Aⱨ Tǝngrim, oyliring manga nǝⱪǝdǝr ⱪimmǝtliktur! Ularning yiƣindisi xunqǝ zordur!
18 I would recount them! Beyond the sands, they multiply, I rouse myself—and am still with thee.
Ularni sanay desǝm, ular dengizdiki ⱪumlardinmu kɵptur; Uyⱪudin kɵzümni aqsam, mǝn yǝnila Sǝn bilǝn billidurmǝn!
19 Wilt thou not, O GOD, slay the lawless one? Therefore, ye men of bloodshed, depart from me!
Aⱨ, Sǝn rǝzillǝrni ɵltürüwǝtsǝng iding, i Huda! Ⱪanhor kixilǝr, mǝndin yiraⱪ bolux!
20 For they speak of thee wickedly, Thy foes lift up [their hand] unto falsehood.
Qünki ular Sening toƣruluⱪ ⱨiylilik bilǝn sɵzlǝydu; Sening xǝⱨǝrliring ular tǝripidin azduruldi.
21 Do I not hate, them who hate thee, O Yahweh? And loathe, them who rise up against thee?
Sanga ɵqmǝn bolƣanlarƣa, i Pǝrwǝrdigar, mǝnmu ɵqⱪu? Sanga ⱪarxi qiⱪⱪanlarƣa mǝnmu yirginimǝnƣu?
22 With completeness of hatred, I hate them, As enemies, have they become to me.
Ularƣa qix-tirniⱪimƣiqǝ ɵqturmǝn; Ularni ɵz düxmǝnlirim dǝp ⱨesablaymǝn.
23 Search me, O GOD, and observe my heart, Try me, and observe my cares;
Meni kɵzitip tǝkxürgǝysǝn, i Tǝngrim! Mening ⱪǝlbimni bilip yǝtkǝysǝn! Meni sinap, ƣǝmlik oylirimni bilgǝysǝn;
24 And see if there be any idol-way in me, and lead me in a way age-abiding.
Mǝndǝ [Ɵzünggǝ] azar bǝrgüdǝk yolning bar-yoⱪluⱪini kɵrgǝysǝn; Wǝ meni mǝnggülük yolungda yetǝkligǝysǝn!
