Psalms 109
1 For the Chief Musician. A Psalm by David. God of my praise, don’t remain silent,
Nǝƣmiqilǝrning bexiƣa tapxurulup oⱪulsun dǝp, Dawut yazƣan küy: — I mǝdⱨiyǝmning Igisi Hudayim, jim turma!
2 for they have opened the mouth of the wicked and the mouth of deceit against me. They have spoken to me with a lying tongue.
Mana rǝzillǝrning aƣzi, mǝkkarlarning aƣzi kɵz aldimda yoƣan eqildi; Ular yalƣanqi til bilǝn manga ⱪarxi sɵzlidi.
3 They have also surrounded me with words of hatred, and fought against me without a cause.
Nǝprǝtlik sɵzlǝr bilǝn meni qulƣap, Ular bikardin-bikar manga zǝrbǝ bǝrmǝktǝ.
4 In return for my love, they are my adversaries; but I am in prayer.
Muⱨǝbbitim üqün ular manga ⱪarxi xikayǝtqi boldi, Mǝn bolsam — duaƣa berildim.
5 They have rewarded me evil for good, and hatred for my love.
Yahxiliⱪim üqün yamanliⱪ, Sɵygüm üqün nǝprǝt ⱪayturdi.
6 Set a wicked man over him. Let an adversary stand at his right hand.
Ⱨǝrbirining üstidǝ rǝzil bir adǝm tǝyinligǝysǝn, Uning ong yenida bir dǝwagǝr tursun.
7 When he is judged, let him come out guilty. Let his prayer be turned into sin.
U soraⱪ ⱪilinƣanda ǝyibdar bolup qiⱪsun, Duasi gunaⱨ dǝp ⱨesablansun.
8 Let his days be few. Let another take his office.
Künliri ⱪisⱪa bolsun, Mǝnsipini baxⱪisi igilisun.
9 Let his children be fatherless, and his wife a widow.
Baliliri yetim ⱪalsun, Hotuni tul bolsun.
10 Let his children be wandering beggars. Let them be sought from their ruins.
Oƣulliri sǝrgǝrdan tilǝmqi bolsun, Turƣan harabilikliridin nan izdǝp.
11 Let the creditor seize all that he has. Let strangers plunder the fruit of his labour.
Jazanihor uning igiliki üstigǝ tor taxlisun, Meⱨnǝt ǝjrini yatlar bulap-talisun.
12 Let there be no one to extend kindness to him, neither let there be anyone to have pity on his fatherless children.
Uningƣa meⱨribanliⱪ kɵrsitidiƣan birsi bolmisun, Yetim ⱪalƣan baliliriƣa iltipat ⱪilƣuqi bolmisun.
13 Let his posterity be cut off. In the generation following let their name be blotted out.
Uning nǝsli ⱪurutulsun; Kelǝr ǝwladida namliri ɵqürülsun.
14 Let the iniquity of his fathers be remembered by the LORD. Don’t let the sin of his mother be blotted out.
Ata-bowilirining ⱪǝbiⱨlikining ǝyibliri Pǝrwǝrdigarning yadida ⱪalsun, Anisining gunaⱨi ɵqürülmisun.
15 Let them be before the LORD continually, that he may cut off their memory from the earth;
Bularning ǝyibliri daim Pǝrwǝrdigarning kɵz aldida bolsun, Xuning bilǝn U ularning nam-ǝmilini yǝr yüzidin ɵqürüp taxlaydu.
16 because he didn’t remember to show kindness, but persecuted the poor and needy man, the broken in heart, to kill them.
Qünki [rǝzil kixi] meⱨribanliⱪ kɵrsitixni ⱨeq esigǝ kǝltürmidi, Bǝlki ezilgǝn, yoⱪsul ⱨǝm dili sunuⱪlarni ɵltürmǝkkǝ ⱪoƣlap kǝldi.
17 Yes, he loved cursing, and it came to him. He didn’t delight in blessing, and it was far from him.
U lǝnǝt oⱪuxⱪa amraⱪ idi, Xunga lǝnǝt uning bexiƣa kelidu; Bǝht tilǝxkǝ rayi yoⱪ idi, Xunga bǝht uningdin yiraⱪ bolidu.
18 He clothed himself also with cursing as with his garment. It came into his inward parts like water, like oil into his bones.
U lǝnǝtlǝrni ɵzigǝ kiyim ⱪilip kiygǝn; Xunga bular aⱪⱪan sudǝk uning iq-baƣriƣa, Maydǝk, sɵngǝklirigǝ kiridu;
19 Let it be to him as the clothing with which he covers himself, for the belt that is always around him.
Bular uningƣa yepinƣan tonidǝk, Ⱨǝrdaim baƣlanƣan bǝlweƣidǝk qaplansun.
20 This is the reward of my adversaries from the LORD, of those who speak evil against my soul.
Bular bolsa meni ǝyibligüqilǝrgǝ Pǝrwǝrdigarning bekitkǝn mukapati bolsun! Mening yaman gepimni ⱪilƣanlarning in’ami bolsun!
21 But deal with me, GOD the Lord, for your name’s sake, because your loving kindness is good, deliver me;
Biraⱪ Sǝn, Pǝrwǝrdigar Rǝbbim, Ɵz naming üqün mening tǝripimdǝ bir ix ⱪilƣaysǝn, Meⱨir-muⱨǝbbiting ǝla bolƣaqⱪa, Meni ⱪutⱪuzƣaysǝn;
22 for I am poor and needy. My heart is wounded within me.
Qünki mǝn ezilgǝn ⱨǝm ⱨajǝtmǝndurmǝn, Ⱪǝlbim hǝstǝ boldi.
23 I fade away like an evening shadow. I am shaken off like a locust.
Mǝn ⱪuyax uzartⱪan kɵlǝnggidǝk yoⱪilay dǝp ⱪaldim, Qekǝtkǝ ⱪeⱪiwetilgǝndǝk qǝtkǝ ⱪeⱪiwetildim.
24 My knees are weak through fasting. My body is thin and lacks fat.
Roza tutⱪinimdin tizlirim ketidu, Ətlirim sizip ketidu.
25 I have also become a reproach to them. When they see me, they shake their head.
Xunglaxⱪa mǝn ular aldida rǝswa boldum; Ular manga ⱪaraxⱪanda, bexini silkixmǝktǝ.
26 Help me, LORD, my God. Save me according to your loving kindness;
Manga yardǝmlǝxkǝysǝn, i Pǝrwǝrdigar Hudayim, Ɵzgǝrmǝs muⱨǝbbiting boyiqǝ meni ⱪutⱪuzƣaysǝn;
27 that they may know that this is your hand; that you, LORD, have done it.
Xuning bilǝn ular buning Sening ⱪolungdiki ix ikǝnlikini, Buni ⱪilƣuqining Sǝn Pǝrwǝrdigar ikǝnlikini bilsun.
28 They may curse, but you bless. When they arise, they will be shamed, but your servant shall rejoice.
Ular lǝnǝt oⱪuwǝrsun, Sǝn bǝht ata ⱪilƣaysǝn; Ular ⱨujum ⱪilixⱪa turƣanda, hijalǝttǝ ⱪalsun, Biraⱪ ⱪulung xadlansun!
29 Let my adversaries be clothed with dishonour. Let them cover themselves with their own shame as with a robe.
Meni ǝyibligüqilǝr hijalǝt bilǝn kiyinsun, Ular ɵz xǝrmǝndilikini ɵzlirigǝ ton ⱪilip yepinsun.
30 I will give great thanks to the LORD with my mouth. Yes, I will praise him amongst the multitude.
Aƣzimda Pǝrwǝrdigarƣa zor tǝxǝkkür-mǝdⱨiyǝ ⱪaytürimǝn; Bǝrⱨǝⱪ, kɵpqilik arisida turup Uni mǝdⱨiyilǝymǝn;
31 For he will stand at the right hand of the needy, to save him from those who judge his soul.
Qünki ⱨajǝtmǝnning jenini gunaⱨⱪa bekitmǝkqi bolƣanlardin ⱪutⱪuzux üqün, [Pǝrwǝrdigar] uning ong yenida turidu.
