Psalms 94
1 Lord, God of vengeance, God of vengeance, shine forth.
I itiⱪamlar alƣuqi Tǝngri, Pǝrwǝrdigar! I intiⱪamlar alƣuqi Tǝngri, parliƣaysǝn!
2 Rise up, judge of the earth, pay back the proud what they deserve.
Kɵtürülgin, Ɵzüngni kɵtürgin, i jaⱨanni Soraⱪ Ⱪilƣuqi, Mǝƣrurlarƣa jazasini bǝrgin!
3 Lord, how long shall the wicked, how long shall the wicked exult,
Ⱪaqanƣiqǝ rǝzillǝr, i Pǝrwǝrdigar, Ⱪaqanƣiqǝ rǝzillǝr tǝntǝnǝ ⱪilip yüriweridu?
4 with their blustering arrogant words, their braggart and wicked speech,
Ⱪaqanƣiqǝ ⱨakawurlarqǝ sɵzlǝp walaⱪxiydu, Ⱪǝbiⱨlik ⱪilƣuqilarning ⱨǝmmisi yoƣan gǝp ⱪilip yüridu?
5 crushing your people, Lord, and afflicting your heritage,
Ular hǝlⱪingni ezidu, i Pǝrwǝrdigar, Sening mirasingƣa jǝbir-japa salmaⱪta.
6 murdering widows and strangers, slaying the fatherless?
Tul ayal wǝ ƣerip-musapirlarni ⱪirip, Yetim-yesirlǝrni ɵltürüp: —
7 They think that the Lord does not see, nor the God of Jacob regard it.
«Yaⱨ kɵrmǝydu», «Yaⱪupning Hudasi kɵngül bɵlmǝydu», — dǝydu.
8 Take heed, you dullest of people; when will you be wise, you fools?
Silǝr kɵngül ⱪoyunglar, i ǝlning ⱨamaⱪǝtliri! Əhmǝⱪlǝr, ⱪaqan dana bolisilǝr?
9 Is he deaf, who shaped the ear? Is he blind, who fashioned the eye?
Ⱪulaⱪni tikligüqining Ɵzi anglimamdu? Kɵzni Yasiƣuqining Ɵzi kɵrmǝmdu?
10 Can he who trains nations not punish them he who teaches knowledge to people?
Əllǝrni tǝrbiyiligüqi, Insanƣa ǝⱪil-bilim ɵgǝtküqining Ɵzi adǝmni ǝyiblimǝmdu?
11 The Lord knows the thoughts of people, that only a breath are they.
Pǝrwǝrdigar insanning oy-hiyallirining tutami yoⱪluⱪini bilidu.
12 Happy are those whom you chasten, and teach out of your law,
Sǝn tǝrbiyiligǝn adǝm bǝhtliktur, i Yaⱨ, Yǝni Sǝn Tǝwrat-ⱪanunungdin ǝⱪil ɵgitidiƣan kixi bǝhtliktur!
13 keeping them calm in the day of misfortune, till a pit be dug for the wicked.
Xundaⱪ ⱪilip, taki pasiⱪlar üqün orǝk kolanƣuqǝ — Sǝn uni yaman künlǝrdin hatirjǝm saⱪlaysǝn.
14 For the Lord will not leave his people, he will not forsake his inheritance.
Qünki Pǝrwǝrdigar Ɵz hǝlⱪini tǝrk ǝtmǝydu, Yaki Ɵz mirasidin waz kǝqmǝydu.
15 For the righteous shall come to their rights, and all true-hearted people shall follow them.
Qünki ⱨɵküm-pǝrman ⱨoⱪuⱪi ⱨaman adalǝtkǝ ⱪaytidu, Barliⱪ dili duruslar bolsa, uning kǝynidin mangidu.
16 Who will rise up for me against those who do evil? Who will stand up for me against workers of wrong?
Mǝn üqün yamanlar bilǝn ⱪarxilixixⱪa kim ornidin turidu? Mǝn üqün ⱪǝbiⱨlik ⱪilƣuqilar bilǝn ⱪarxilixixiⱪa kim mǝydanƣa qiⱪidu?
17 Were it not for the help of the Lord, I would soon have gone to the silent grave.
Əgǝr Pǝrwǝrdigar manga yardǝmdǝ bolmiƣan bolsa, Jenim baldur qiⱪip süküt diyarida yatar idi.
18 When I thought that my foot was slipping, your kindness, Lord, held me up.
Ayiƣim putlixay deginidǝ, Ɵzgǝrmǝs muⱨǝbbiting, i Pǝrwǝrdigar, meni yɵlidi.
19 When with cares my heart was crowded, your comforts make me glad.
Iqimdiki kɵpligǝn ƣǝm-ǝndixilǝr arisida, Sening tǝsǝlliliring jenimni sɵyündürdi.
20 Can corrupt justice be your ally, framing mischief by statute?
Insapsizliⱪni ⱪanunƣa aylanduridiƣan, Aq kɵz olturƣan bir tǝht, Sǝn bilǝn alaⱪidǝ bolamdu?
21 They assail the life of the righteous, and innocent blood condemn.
Ular ⱨǝⱪⱪaniylarning jeniƣa ⱨujum ⱪilixⱪa yiƣilidu, Bigunaⱨ ⱪanni tɵkidiƣan ⱨɵkümlǝrni qiⱪarmaⱪta.
22 But the Lord is my sure retreat, my God is the rock of my refuge.
Biraⱪ Pǝrwǝrdigar mening egiz ⱪorƣinim bolidu; Ⱨǝ, mening Hudayim panaⱨ Ⱪoram Teximdur.
23 He will bring back their sin upon them, for their wickedness he will destroy them; the Lord our God will destroy them.
U ularning ⱪǝbiⱨlikini ɵz bexiƣa salidu, Ularning ɵz yawuzluⱪliri bilǝn ularni üzüp taxlaydu, Bǝrⱨǝⱪ, Pǝrwǝrdigar Hudayimiz ularni üzüp taxlar.
