Psalms 2
1 Wherefore have nations assembled in tumult? Or should, peoples, mutter an empty thing?
Əllǝr nemixⱪa quⱪan salidu? Nemǝ üqün hǝlⱪlǝr bikardin-bikar suyiⱪǝst oylaydu?
2 The kings of earth take their station, and, grave men, have met by appointment together, —against Yahweh, and against his Anointed One [saying]:
Dunyadiki padixaⱨlar sǝpkǝ tizilip, Əmǝldarlar ⱪara niyǝt ǝylixip, Pǝrwǝrdigar wǝ Uning Mǝsiⱨi bilǝn ⱪarxilixip: —
3 Let us break asunder their bonds, —and cast from us their cords!
«Ularning qǝklimilirini qɵrüwetǝyli, Ularning asarǝtlirini buzup taxlayli!» — deyixidu.
4 He that sitteth in the heavens, will laugh, —My Lord, will mock at them:
Asmanda olturƣuqi külidu, Rǝb ularni mazaⱪ ⱪilidu;
5 Then, will he speak unto them in his anger, and, in his wrath, confound them:
Ⱨǝm aqqiⱪida ularƣa sɵzlǝp, Ⱪǝⱨri bilǝn ularni wǝⱨimigǝ selip: —
6 Yet, I, have installed my king, —on Zion my holy mountain.
«Ɵzüm bolsam Zionda, yǝni muⱪǝddǝs teƣimda, Ɵzüm mǝsiⱨ ⱪilƣan padixaⱨni tiklidim».
7 Let me tell of a decree, —Yahweh, hath said unto me, My son, thou art, I, to-day, have begotten thee:
«Mǝn [ǝrxtiki] pǝrmanni jakarlaymǝnki, Pǝrwǝrdigar manga: — «Sǝn Mening oƣlum; Ɵzüm seni bügünki kündǝ tuƣuldurdum;
8 Ask of me, and let me give nations as thine inheritance, and, as thy possession, the ends of the earth:
Mǝndin sora, Mǝn sanga miras boluxⱪa ǝllǝrni, Tǝǝlluⱪung boluxⱪa yǝr yüzini qǝt-qǝtlirigiqǝ berimǝn;
9 Thou shalt shepherd them with a sceptre of iron, —as a potter’s vessel, shalt thou dash them in pieces.
Sǝn tɵmür tayaⱪ bilǝn ularni bitqit ⱪiliwetisǝn; Sapal qinini kukum-talⱪan ⱪilƣandǝk, sǝn ularni parǝ-parǝ ⱪiliwetisǝn» — dedi».
10 Now, therefore, ye kings, show your prudence, Be admonished, ye judges of earth:
Əmdi, ⱨǝy padixaⱨlar, ǝⱪildar bolunglar! Jaⱨandiki soraⱪqilar sawaⱪ elinglar;
11 Serve Yahweh with reverence, and exult with trembling:
Pǝrwǝrdigardin ⱪorⱪux bilǝn uning hizmitidǝ bolunglar; Titrǝk iqidǝ huxallininglar!
12 Kiss the son, lest he be angry, and ye perish by the way, for soon might be kindled his anger, —How happy are all who seek refuge in him!
Oƣulning ƣǝzipining ⱪozƣalmasliⱪi üqün, Uni sɵyünglar; Qünki uning ƣǝzipi sǝlla ⱪaynisa, Yolunglardila ⱨalak bolisilǝr; Uningƣa tayanƣanlar nǝⱪǝdǝr bǝhtliktur!
