Zebur 12

1 Neghmichilerning béshigha tapshurulup, shéminit bilen oqulsun dep, Dawut yazghan küy: — Qutquzghaysen, Perwerdigar, chünki ixlasmen adem tügep ketti; Ademler arisidin sadiq möminler ghayip boldi.

Unto the end; for the octave, a psalm for David. Save me, O Lord, for there is now no saint: truths are decayed from among the children of men.

2 Herbirsi öz yéqinlirigha yalghan éytidu; Xushametchi lewlerde, aliköngüllük bilen sözlishidu.

They have spoken vain things every one to his neighbour: with deceitful lips, and with a double heart have they spoken.

3 Perwerdigar barliq xushametchi lewlerni, Hakawurlarche sözleydighan tilni késiwetkey!

May the Lord destroy all deceitful lips, and the tongue that speaketh proud things.

4 Ular: «Tilimiz bilen ghelibe qilimiz; Lewlirimiz bolsa özimizningkidur; Kim bizge Reb bolalisun?» — deydu.

Who have said: We will magnify our tongue; our lips are our own; who is Lord over us?

5 «Ézilgüchi ajizlarni basqan zulum wejidin, Miskinlerning ahuzarliri wejidin, Hazirla ornumdin turay» — deydu Perwerdigar, «Men ulargha, ular zariqip kütken azadliqni yetküzimen».

By reason of the misery of the needy, and the groans of the poor, now will I arise, saith the Lord. I win set him in safety; I will deal confidently in his regard.

6 Perwerdigarning sözliri bolsa sap sözlerdur; Ular yette qétim saplashturulghan, Sapal qazanda tawlan’ghan kümüshtektur.

The words of the Lord are pure words: as silver tried by the fire, purged from the earth refined seven times.

7 Sen Perwerdigar, ularni saqlaysen; Sen [möminlerni] mushu dewrdin menggüge qoghdaysen;

Thou, O Lord, wilt preserve us: and keep us from this generation for ever.

8 [Chünki] rezil ademler heryanda ghadiyip yürüshidu, Peskeshlik insan baliliri arisida aliyjanabliq dep maxtalmaqta!

The wicked walk round about: according to thy highness, thou best multiplied the children of men.