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.

To the Chief Musician. On the Octave. A Melody of David. O save Yahweh, for the man of lovingkindness, is no more, for the faithful, have vanished, from among the sons of men.

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

Deception, speak they, every one with his neighbour, —with lips uttering smooth things—with a heart and a heart, do they speak.

3 Perwerdigar barliq xushametchi lewlerni, Hakawurlarche sözleydighan tilni késiwetkey!

May Yahweh cut off All the lips that utter smooth things, —the tongue that speaketh swelling words;

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

Them who say—With our tongue, will we prevail, our lips, are our own, who is our master?

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

Because of violence done to the poor, because of the crying of the needy, Now, will I arise! O may Yahweh say, —I will place [him] in safety—let him puff at him!

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

The words of Yahweh, are words, that are pure, silver refined in a crucible of earth, purified seven times!

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

Thou, O Yahweh, wilt keep them, —Thou wilt guard him, from this generation unto times age-abiding.

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

On every side, the lawless, march about, —when worthlessness is exalted by the sons of men.