Zebur 11

1 Neghmichilerning béshigha tapshurulup oqulsun dep, Dawut yazghan küy: — Perwerdigarni bashpanahim qildim; Emdi siler qandaqmu manga: «Qushtek öz téghinggha uchup qach!

“To the chief musician, by David.” In the Lord have I put my trust: how can ye say to my soul, Flee to your mountain as a bird?

2 Chünki mana, reziller kamanni tartip, Qarangghuluqtin köngli duruslargha qaritip atmaqchi bolup, Ular oqni kirichqa sélip qoydi;

For lo, the wicked bend their bow, they arrange their arrow upon the string, to shoot in the dark at the upright in heart.

3 «Ullar halak qilinsa, Emdi heqqaniylar némimu qilar?»» — dewatisiler?

For [if] the foundations be torn down, what can the righteous do?

4 Perwerdigar Özining muqeddes ibadetxanisididur, Perwerdigarning texti asmanlardidur; U nezer salidu, Uning sezgür közliri insan balilirini közitip, sinaydu.

The Lord is in his holy temple, the Lord hath his throne in the heavens, his eyes behold, his eyelids prove, the children of men.

5 Perwerdigar heqqaniy ademni sinaydu; Rezillerge we zorawanliqqa xushtarlargha u ich-ichidin nepretlinidu.

The Lord proveth the righteous; but the wicked and him that loveth violence his soul hateth.

6 U rezillerge qapqanlar, ot we günggürtni yaghduridu; Pizhghirim qiziq shamal ularning qedehidiki nésiwisi bolidu.

He letteth rain upon the wicked burning coals, fire and brimstone; and a glowing wind is the portion of their cup.

7 Chünki Perwerdigar heqqaniydur; Heqqaniyliq Uning amriqidur; Köngli duruslar Uning didarini köridu.

For righteous is the Lord, he loveth righteousness: his countenance doth behold the upright.