Zebur 36
1 Neghmichilerning béshigha tapshurulup oqulsun dep, Perwerdigarning quli Dawut yazghan küy: — Rezil ademning asiyliqi méning qelbimde bir bésharetni peyda qilidu: — «Uning neziride Xudadin qorqidighan ish yoqtur!».
`To victorie, to Dauid, `the seruaunt of the Lord. The vniust man seide, that he trespasse in hym silf; the drede of God is not bifor hise iyen.
2 Chünki u öz-özini maxtayduki, U öz-özige: — «Mende gunah tépilmas, qilghinim yirginchlik ish emestur!» — deydu.
For he dide gilefuli in the siyt of God; that his wickidnesse be foundun to hatrede.
3 Aghzidiki sözler qebihlik we hiyligerliktur; Peziletlik ish qilish parasitidin u alliburun mehrumdur.
The wordis of his mouth ben wickidnesse and gile, he nolde vndirstonde to do wel.
4 U ornida yatqandimu gunahni közleydu; U durus bolmighan yolgha méngishni irade qilidu; Yamanliqtin héch nepretlenmeydu.
He thouyte wickidnesse in his bed, he stood nyy al weie not good; forsothe he hatide not malice.
5 I Perwerdigar, özgermes muhebbiting ershlerge taqishidu; Heqiqet-sadiqliqing bulutlargha yétidu!
Lord, thi merci is in heuene; and thi treuthe is `til to cloudis.
6 Heqqaniyliqing büyük taghlardek, Hökümliring tilsimatliq chongqur déngizlardektur. I Perwerdigar, Sen ademler we haywanlarni saqlighuchidursen;
Thi riytfulnesse is as the hillis of God; thi domes ben myche depthe of watris. Lord, thou schalt saue men and beestis;
7 Séning özgermes muhebbiting neqeder qimmetliktur, i Xuda! Shunga insan baliliri qanatliring sayiside panahlinidu.
as thou, God, hast multiplied thi merci. But the sones of men; schulen hope in the hilyng of thi wyngis.
8 Ular öyüngdiki mol dastixandin toyghuche behrimen bolidu; Sen ulargha huzur-halawetliringning deryasidin ichküzisen.
Thei schulen be fillid gretli of the plentee of thin hows; and thou schalt yyue drynke to hem with the steef streem of thi likyng.
9 Chünki Sendila bardur hayatliq buliqi; Nurungda bolup nurni körimiz.
For the wel of life is at thee; and in thi liyt we schulen se liyt.
10 Ah, Özüngni tonup, bilgenlerge muhebbitingni, Köngli duruslarghimu heqqaniyliqingni körsitishni dawamlashturghaysen.
Lord, sette forth thi mercy to hem, that knowen thee; and thi ryytfulnesse to hem that ben of riytful herte.
11 Tekebburlarning putining manga hujum qilishigha yol qoymighaysen; Rezillerning qoli méni ornumdin qoghliwetmisun;
The foot of pryde come not to me; and the hond of the synnere moue me not.
12 Mana, yamanliq qilghuchilar yiqildi! Ghulitiwétildi, ornidin qayta turalmaydu!
There thei felden doun, that worchen wickidnesse; thei ben cast out, and myyten not stonde.
