Zǝbur 11

1 Nǝƣmiqilǝrning bexiƣa tapxurulup oⱪulsun dǝp, Dawut yazƣan küy: — Pǝrwǝrdigarni baxpanaⱨim ⱪildim; Əmdi silǝr ⱪandaⱪmu manga: «Ⱪuxtǝk ɵz teƣingƣa uqup ⱪaq!

In the LORD put I my trust: how say you to my soul, Flee as a bird to your mountain?

2 Qünki mana, rǝzillǝr kamanni tartip, Ⱪarangƣuluⱪtin kɵngli duruslarƣa ⱪaritip atmaⱪqi bolup, Ular oⱪni kiriqⱪa selip ⱪoydi;

For, see, the wicked bend their bow, they make ready their arrow on the string, that they may privately shoot at the upright in heart.

3 «Ullar ⱨalak ⱪilinsa, Əmdi ⱨǝⱪⱪaniylar nemimu ⱪilar?»» — dǝwatisilǝr?

If the foundations be destroyed, what can the righteous do?

4 Pǝrwǝrdigar Ɵzining muⱪǝddǝs ibadǝthanisididur, Pǝrwǝrdigarning tǝhti asmanlardidur; U nǝzǝr salidu, Uning sǝzgür kɵzliri insan balilirini kɵzitip, sinaydu.

The LORD is in his holy temple, the LORD’s throne is in heaven: his eyes behold, his eyelids try, the children of men.

5 Pǝrwǝrdigar ⱨǝⱪⱪaniy adǝmni sinaydu; Rǝzillǝrgǝ wǝ zorawanliⱪⱪa huxtarlarƣa u iq-iqidin nǝprǝtlinidu.

The LORD tries the righteous: but the wicked and him that loves violence his soul hates.

6 U rǝzillǝrgǝ ⱪapⱪanlar, ot wǝ günggürtni yaƣduridu; Piȥƣirim ⱪiziⱪ xamal ularning ⱪǝdǝⱨidiki nesiwisi bolidu.

On the wicked he shall rain snares, fire and brimstone, and an horrible tempest: this shall be the portion of their cup.

7 Qünki Pǝrwǝrdigar ⱨǝⱪⱪaniydur; Ⱨǝⱪⱪaniyliⱪ Uning amriⱪidur; Kɵngli duruslar Uning didarini kɵridu.

For the righteous LORD loves righteousness; his countenance does behold the upright.