< Zǝbur 16 >
1 Dawut yazƣan «Mihtam» küyi: Meni saⱪliƣin, i Tǝngri, Qünki mǝn Sanga tayinimǝn.
A Secret Treasure of David. Preserve me, O God, for I did trust in Thee.
2 Mening jenim Pǝrwǝrdigarƣa: «Sǝn mening Rǝbbimdursǝn; Sǝndin baxⱪa mening bǝht-saaditim yoⱪtur» — dedi.
Thou hast said to Jehovah, 'My Lord Thou [art];' My good [is] not for thine own sake;
3 Yǝr yüzidiki muⱪǝddǝs bǝndiliring bolsa, Ular aliyjanablardur, Ular mening ⱨǝmmǝ huxalliⱪimdur.
For the holy ones who [are] in the land, And the honourable, all my delight [is] in them.
4 Kim baxⱪa ilaⱨni izdǝxkǝ aldirisa, Ularning dǝrdliri kɵpiyip ketidu. Ƣǝyriy ilaⱨlarƣa atap ⱨǝdiyǝ ⱪanlirini tɵkmǝymǝn, Ularning namlirini tilimƣimu almaymǝn.
Multiplied are their griefs, [Who] have hastened backward; I pour not out their libations of blood, Nor do I take up their names on my lips.
5 Pǝrwǝrdigar bolsa mening mirasim ⱨǝm ⱪǝdǝⱨimdiki nesiwǝmdur; Qǝk taxlinip erixkǝn nesiwǝmni ɵzüng saⱪlaysǝn;
Jehovah [is] the portion of my share, and of my cup, Thou — Thou dost uphold my lot.
6 [Nesiwǝmni bǝlgiligǝn] siziⱪlar manga güzǝl yǝrlǝrni bekitkǝndur; Bǝrⱨǝⱪ, mening güzǝl mirasim bardur!
Lines have fallen to me in pleasant places, Yea, a beauteous inheritance [is] for me.
7 Manga nǝsiⱨǝt bǝrgǝn Pǝrwǝrdigarƣa tǝxǝkkür-mǝdⱨiyǝ ⱪayturimǝn; Ⱨǝtta keqilǝrdimu wijdanim manga ɵgitidu.
I bless Jehovah who hath counselled me; Also [in] the nights my reins instruct me.
8 Mǝn Pǝrwǝrdigarni ⱨǝrdaim kɵz aldimdin kǝtküzmǝymǝn; U ong yenimda bolƣaqⱪa, Mǝn ⱨǝrgiz tǝwrǝnmǝymǝn.
I did place Jehovah before me continually, Because — at my right hand I am not moved.
9 Xunga mening ⱪǝlbim xadlandi, Mening roⱨim tehimu kɵtürülidu, Mening tenim aman-esǝnliktǝ turidu;
Therefore hath my heart been glad, And my honour doth rejoice, Also my flesh dwelleth confidently:
10 Qünki jenimni tǝⱨtisarada ⱪaldurmaysǝn, Xundaⱪla Sening Muⱪǝddǝs Bolƣuqingni qirixtin saⱪlaysǝn. (Sheol )
For Thou dost not leave my soul to Sheol, Nor givest thy saintly one to see corruption. (Sheol )
11 Sǝn manga ⱨayat yolini kɵrsitisǝn; Ⱨuzurungda tolup taxⱪan xad-huramliⱪ bardur; Ong ⱪolungda mǝnggülük bǝⱨrǝ-lǝzzǝtlǝrmu bardur.
Thou causest me to know the path of life; Fulness of joys [is] with Thy presence, Pleasant things by Thy right hand for ever!