Psalms 5
1 To the Chief Musician. For the Flutes. A Melody of David. To my words, give ear, O Yahweh, Understand thou my softly murmured prayer:
Neghmichilerning béshigha tapshurulup, neyler bilen oqulsun dep, Dawut yazghan küy: — Méning sözlirimge qulaq salghaysen, i Perwerdigar, Méning ahlirimgha köngül bölgeysen.
2 Attend to the voice of my cry, my King and my God, for, unto thee, do I pray.
Kötürgen peryadlirimni angla, méning Padishahim, méning Xudayim, Chünki sangila dua qilimen.
3 O Yahweh! in the morning, shalt thou hear my voice, In the morning, will I set in order unto thee, and keep watch;
I Perwerdigar, seherde Sen awazimni anglaysen; Men seherde özümni Sanga qaritimen, Yuqirigha köz tikimen.
4 For, not a GOD finding pleasure in lawlessness, art thou, and wrong can be no guest of thine:
Chünki Sen rezilliktin huzur alghuchi ilah emesdursen; Yamanliq hergiz Sen bilen bille turmaydu.
5 Boasters, shall not station themselves, before thine eyes, —Thou hatest all workers of iniquity:
Pochi-tekebburlar közüng aldida turalmaydu; Qebihlik qilghuchilarning hemmisi Sanga yirginchliktur.
6 Thou wilt destroy them who speak falsehood, —The man of bloodshed and of deceit, Yahweh abhorreth.
Yalghan sözligüchilerning hemmisini halak qilisen; Perwerdigar qanxor, aldamchi kishilerge nepret qilur.
7 But, I, in the abounding of thy lovingkindness, will enter thy house, I will bow down towards thy holy temple, in reverence of thee:
Biraq men bolsam, méhri-shepqitingning kengrichilikidin öyüngge kirimen; Sanga bolghan eyminishtin muqeddes ibadetxananggha qarap sejde qilimen;
8 O Yahweh! lead me in thy righteousness, because of mine adversaries, Make even, before me, thy way:
Méni öch körgenler tüpeylidin Öz heqqaniyliqing bilen méni yétekligeysen, i Perwerdigar; Yolungni aldimda tüz qilghin.
9 For in his mouth is nothing worthy of trust, Their inward purpose, is engulphing ruin, —An opened sepulchre, is their throat, With their tongue, speak they smooth things.
Chünki ularning aghzida héchqandaq semimiylik yoqtur; Ularning ichki dunyasi bolsa pasiqliqtur, Ularning galliri échilghan qebridek sésiqtur, Ular tili bilen xushamet qiliwatidu.
10 Declare them guilty, O God, Let them fall by their own counsels, —Into the throng of their own transgressions, thrust them down, For they have rebelled against thee: —
Ularning gunahini békitkeysen, i Xuda; Ular öz pilanliri bilen özliri mollaq atsun; Ularni özlirining nurghunlighan itaetsizlikliri bilen heydep chiqarghaysen; Chünki ular Sanga asiyliq qildi.
11 That all may rejoice who seek refuge in thee, to times age-abiding, may shout in triumph, that thou wilt protect them, and they may leap for joy in thee who are lovers of thy Name.
Shundaq qilghanda Sanga tayan’ghanlarning hemmisi shadlinidu; Ular menggü shadliq bilen tentene qilidu; Sen ularni qoghdaysen; Séning namingni söygenler séningdin yayraydu.
12 For, thou, wilt bless the righteous man, O Yahweh, As with an all-covering shield—with good pleasure, wilt thou encompass him.
Chünki Sen, i Perwerdigar, heqqaniy ademge bext ata qilisen; Uni shapaiting bilen qalqan kebi oraysen.
