Zǝbur 28
1 Dawut yazƣan küy: — I Pǝrwǝrdigar, Sanga nida ⱪilimǝn; I mening Ⱪoram Texim, manga süküt ⱪilmiƣaysǝn; Qünki Sǝn jimjit turuwalisang, Mǝn qongⱪur ⱨangƣa qüxidiƣanlarƣa ohxaxla bolimǝn.
A psalm of David. Lord, my rock, I'm calling out to you. Please listen to me! For if you don't respond, I'll be like those who go down into the grave.
2 Sanga pǝryad kɵtürginimdǝ, Sening muⱪǝddǝs kalamhanangƣa ⱪolumni kɵtürginimdǝ, Mening iltijalirimning sadasini angliƣaysǝn!
Listen as I appeal for mercy, as I call for help, as I hold up my hands in prayer towards your holy Temple.
3 Meni rǝzillǝr wǝ ⱪǝbiⱨlik ⱪilƣuqilar bilǝn billǝ taxliwǝtmigǝysǝn; Ular aƣzida yeⱪinliri bilǝn dostanǝ sɵzlǝxsimu, Kɵnglidǝ ɵqmǝnlik bardur.
Don't drag me off with the wicked, with those who do evil, who speak nicely to their neighbors while in their minds they're plotting evil.
4 Ularning ⱪilmixliriƣa ⱪarap, Ixlirining yamanliⱪiƣa ⱪarap ix tutⱪaysǝn; Ⱪolining ⱪilƣanliri boyiqǝ ɵzlirigǝ yandurƣaysǝn; Tegixlik jazani ɵzlirigǝ ⱪayturƣaysǝn.
Give them what they deserve for their evil actions. Pay them back for what they've done. Give them the reward they've earned!
5 Qünki ular nǝ Pǝrwǝrdigarning ⱪilƣanlirini, Nǝ ⱪollirining ixligǝnlirini ⱨeq nǝzirigǝ almaydu, [Pǝrwǝrdigar] ularni ƣulitip, ⱪaytidin bax kɵtürgüzmǝydu.
For they don't pay any attention to what the Lord does, or to what he created. So he will destroy them—they will never be restored.
6 Pǝrwǝrdigarƣa tǝxǝkkür-mǝdⱨiyǝ ⱪayturulsun; Qünki U mening iltijalirimning sadasini angliƣan.
Praise the Lord! For he has heard my appeal for mercy!
7 Pǝrwǝrdigar mening küqüm, mening ⱪalⱪinimdur; Mening kɵnglüm uningƣa ixǝndi, Xuning bilǝn yardǝm taptim; Xunga kɵnglüm zor xadlinidu, Ɵz küyüm bilǝn mǝn Uni mǝdⱨiyilǝymǝn.
The Lord is my strength and my shield. I trust in him and he helps me. I'm so happy, and I sing my thanks to him.
8 Pǝrwǝrdigar Ɵz [hǝlⱪining] küqidur, Xundaⱪla mǝsiⱨ ⱪilƣiniƣa ⱪutⱪuzƣuqi ⱪorƣandur.
The Lord gives strength to his people; he is a safe refuge for the one he has anointed.
9 Ɵz hǝlⱪingni ⱪutⱪuzƣaysǝn, Mirasingni bǝrikǝtlik ⱪilƣaysǝn; Ularni padiqidǝk beⱪip ozuⱪlandurƣaysǝn, Mǝnggügǝ ularni kɵtürüp yürgǝysǝn.
Save your people! Bless your “special possession”! Be their shepherd and carry them in your arms forever!
