Psalms 31
1 To the Chief Musician. A Melody of David. In thee, O Yahweh, have I sought refuge, Let me not be ashamed to times age-abiding, In thy righteousness, deliver me:
Nǝƣmiqilǝrning bexiƣa tapxurulup oⱪulsun dǝp, Dawut yazƣan küy: — Sǝn Pǝrwǝrdigarni, mǝn baxpanaⱨ ⱪildim; Meni ⱨeqⱪaqan yǝrgǝ ⱪaritip ⱪoymiƣaysǝn; Ɵz ⱨǝⱪⱪaniyliⱪing bilǝn meni azad ⱪilip ⱪutⱪuzƣaysǝn;
2 Incline unto me, thine ear, Speedily rescue me, —Become to me a Rock of refuge, a Place of security, For saving me.
Manga ⱪulaⱪ salƣaysǝn, meni tezrǝk ⱪutⱪuzuwalƣaysǝn; Manga ⱪoram tax, Ɵzümni ⱪoƣdaydiƣan ⱪorƣanliⱪ ⱪǝl’ǝ bolƣaysǝn.
3 Because, my mountain crag and my stronghold, thou art, Therefore, for the sake of thine own Name, wilt thou lead me and guide me?
Qünki Sǝn mening uyultexim, mening ⱪorƣinimdursǝn; Xunga Ɵz naming üqün meni yetǝkligǝysǝn, meni baxliƣaysǝn.
4 Wilt thou bring me forth, out of the net which they have hidden for me? For, thou, art my refuge.
Manga yoxurun selinƣan tuzaⱪtin ⱪǝdǝmlirimni tartⱪaysǝn; Qünki Sǝn mening baxpanaⱨimdursǝn.
5 Into thy hand, do I commit my spirit—Thou hast ransomed me, O Yahweh, GOD most faithful.
Mǝn roⱨimni ⱪolungƣa tapxurdum; Sǝn manga nijatliⱪ ⱪilip ⱨɵrlükkǝ qiⱪarƣansǝn, i Pǝrwǝrdigar, ⱨǝⱪ Tǝngri.
6 I hate such as give heed to false vanities, I, then, in Yahweh, have set my hope.
Yalƣan ilaⱨlarƣa qoⱪunidiƣanlardin yirginip kǝldim; Mǝn bolsam Pǝrwǝrdigarƣa etiⱪad ⱪilimǝn.
7 I will indeed exult and rejoice, in thy lovingkindness, —In that thou hast looked upon my humiliation, thou hast taken note that in distresses was my life;
Ɵzgǝrmǝs muⱨǝbbiting bilǝn huxal bolup xadlinimǝn; Qünki mening harliⱪimni kɵrdüngsǝn; Jenimning azap-oⱪubǝtliridin hǝwǝr tapting.
8 And hast not shut me up in the hand of the foe, Thou hast given standing, in a roomy place, unto my feet.
Meni düxmǝnlirimning ⱪoliƣa qüxürmiding, Bǝlki putlirimni kǝngri jayƣa turƣuzdung.
9 Show me favour, O Yahweh, for in distress am I, —Wasted with vexation, is mine eye—my soul and my body;
I Pǝrwǝrdigar, manga rǝⱨim-xǝpⱪǝt kɵrsǝtkǝysǝn, Qünki beximƣa külpǝt qüxti; Dǝrd-ǝlǝmdin kɵzüm tügüxǝy dǝp ⱪaldi, Jenim, wujudummu xundaⱪ.
10 For, consumed with sorrow, is my life, and my years with sighing, —My strength hath staggered with my humiliation, and, my bones, are without marrow.
Ⱨayatim ⱪayƣu-ⱨǝsrǝt bilǝn, Yillirim ƣǝm-ƣussǝ bilǝn uprawatidu. Gunaⱨim tüpǝylidin maƣdurum ketǝy dǝp ⱪaldi, Ustihanlirim sizip kǝtti.
11 By reason of all mine adversaries, have I become a reproach. Even to my neighbours, altogether, and a dread to mine acquaintance, —They who have seen me abroad, have fled from me:
Mǝn rǝⱪiblirimning iza-aⱨanitigǝ ⱪaldim, Yeⱪinlirim aldida tehimu xundaⱪ; Tonuxlirimƣimu bir wǝⱨimǝ boldum; Koqida meni kɵrgǝnlǝrmu mǝndin dajip ⱪaqidu.
12 I have been forgotten, like one dead—out of mind, I have been as a missing vessel.
Ⱨǝmmǝylǝn meni ɵlgǝn adǝmdǝk, kɵnglidin qiⱪirip taxlaxti; Puquⱪ qinidǝk bolup ⱪaldim.
13 For I have heard the whispering of many—A terror round about! When they have sat in conclave together against me, to take away my life, have they intrigued.
Qünki nurƣunlarning tɵⱨmǝtlirini anglidim, Wǝⱨimǝ tǝrǝp-tǝrǝplǝrdǝ turidu; Ular manga ⱨujum ⱪilixⱪa mǝsliⱨǝtlixiwatidu, Jenimni elixⱪa ⱪǝst ⱪilixiwatidu.
14 I, therefore. in thee, have put my trust, O Yahweh, I have said, My God, thou art!
Biraⱪ mǝn Sanga tayinimǝn, i Pǝrwǝrdigar; «Sǝn mening Hudayim!» — dedim.
15 In thy hand, are my times, Rescue me from the hand of my foes and from my pursuers!
Mening künlirim Sening ⱪolungdidur; Meni düxmǝnlirimning ⱪolidin ⱨǝm manga ziyankǝxlik ⱪilƣuqilardin ⱪutⱪuzƣaysǝn.
16 Cause thy face to shine upon thy servant, Save me in thy lovingkindness.
Ⱪulungƣa didaringning jilwisini qüxürgǝysǝn; Ɵzgǝrmǝs muⱨǝbbiting bilǝn manga nijatliⱪ ata ⱪilƣaysǝn.
17 O Yahweh! let me not be ashamed, For I have called upon thee, Let the lawless be ashamed, Go down in silence to hades! (Sheol h7585)
I Pǝrwǝrdigar, meni yǝrgǝ ⱪaritip ⱪoymiƣaysǝn; Qünki mǝn Sanga iltija ⱪildim; Rǝzillǝr yǝrgǝ ⱪarap ⱪalsun; Ularning tǝⱨtisarada zuwani tutulsun; (Sheol h7585)
18 Let false lips be made dumb, —which are speaking—against a righteous one—arrogantly, with pride and contempt.
Yalƣan lǝwlǝr zuwandin ⱪalsun! Ular ⱨǝⱪⱪaniylarni haliƣanqǝ mazaⱪ ⱪilip tǝkǝbburluⱪ bilǝn sɵzlimǝktǝ!
19 How great is thy goodness, which thou hast hidden away for them who revere thee, —Thou hast wrought for them who seek refuge in thee, in sight of the sons of men.
Ɵzüngni baxpanaⱨ ⱪilƣanlar üqün insan balilirining kɵz aldida kɵrsǝtkǝn iltipatliring, Yǝni Ɵzüngdin ⱪorⱪidiƣanlar üqün, saⱪliƣan iltipat-nemǝtliring nǝⱪǝdǝr moldur!
20 Thou wilt conceal them, in the secrecy of thine own presence, from the conspiracies of men, —Thou wilt hide them in a pavilion, from the strife of tongues.
Sǝn ularni insanlarning suyiⱪǝstliridin Ɵz ⱨuzurungdiki yoxurun dalda jayƣa alisǝn; Sǝn ularni til-aⱨanǝtlǝrdin sayiwiningdǝ yoxurup ⱪoyisǝn.
21 Blessed be Yahweh, for he hath made wonderful his lovingkindness for me, in a fortified city.
Pǝrwǝrdigarƣa tǝxǝkkür-mǝdⱨiyilǝr yollansun! Qünki U ɵzgǝrmǝs muⱨǝbbitini zulmǝtlik bir xǝⱨǝrdǝ ajayib nimayǝn ⱪildi!
22 But, I, had said in mine alarm, I am cut off from before thine eyes, —But, indeed, thou didst hear the voice of my supplication, when I cried for help unto thee.
Qünki mǝn dǝkkǝ-dükkidǝ ⱨoduⱪup: — Seni, meni kɵzidin qiⱪirip ⱪoydimikin, dǝp ⱪorⱪⱪanidim; Ⱨalbuki, mǝn nalǝ kɵtürüp yelinƣinimda, pǝryadimƣa ⱪulaⱪ salding.
23 Love Yahweh, all ye his men of lovingkindness, —Faithfulness, doth Yahweh observe, but repayeth abundantly him that worketh proudly.
Pǝrwǝrdigarni sɵyünglar, i Uning barliⱪ mɵmin bǝndiliri! Pǝrwǝrdigar Ɵzigǝ sadiⱪlarni ⱪoƣdaydu, Ⱨǝm tǝkǝbburluⱪ bilǝn ix ⱪilƣuqilarning ⱪilmixlirini ɵz bexiƣa ⱨǝssilǝp ⱪayturidu!
24 Be strong, and let your heart be bold, all ye who are waiting for Yahweh.
I Pǝrwǝrdigarni tǝlmürüp kütkǝnlǝr, Jigǝrlik bol, ⱪǝlbing mǝrdanǝ ⱪilinsun!
