Psalms 52
1 For the Chief Musician. Maschil of David: when Doeg the Edomite came and told Saul, and said unto him, David is come to the house of Ahimelech. Why boastest thou thyself in mischief, O mighty man? the mercy of God [endureth] continually.
Nǝƣmiqilǝrning bexiƣa tapxurulup oⱪulsun dǝp, Dawut yazƣan «Masⱪil»; Edomluⱪ Doǝg Saul padixaⱨning yeniƣa berip: «Dawut Ahimǝlǝkning ɵyigǝ kirdi» dǝp ayƣaⱪqiliⱪ ⱪilƣandin keyin yezilƣan: — I noqi batur, Nemǝ üqün rǝzillikingdin mahtinisǝn? Tǝngrining ɵzgǝrmǝs muⱨǝbbiti mǝnggülüktur.
2 Thy tongue deviseth very wickedness; like a sharp razor, working deceitfully.
Ɵtkür ustira kǝbi, Tiling zǝⱨǝr qaqmaⱪqi, U yalƣanqiliⱪ toⱪuwatidu.
3 Thou lovest evil more than good; and lying rather than to speak righteousness. (Selah)
Sǝn yahxiliⱪning ornida yamanliⱪni, Ⱨǝⱪ sɵzlǝxning ornida yalƣanqiliⱪni yahxi kɵrisǝn;
4 Thou lovest all devouring words, O thou deceitful tongue.
Ⱨaman adǝmni nabut ⱪilidiƣan sɵzlǝrni yahxi kɵrisǝn, i aldamqi til!
5 God shall likewise destroy thee for ever, he shall take thee up, and pluck thee out of thy tent, and root thee out of the land of the living. (Selah)
Bǝrⱨǝⱪ, Tǝngri ohxaxla seni mǝnggügǝ yoⱪitidu; U seni tutuwalidu, yǝni ɵz qediringdin tartip qiⱪidu; Tiriklǝrning zeminidin seni yiltizingdin ⱪomurup taxlaydu. (Selaⱨ)
6 The righteous also shall see [it], and fear, and shall laugh at him, [saying],
Ⱨǝⱪⱪaniylar buni kɵrüp ⱪorⱪuxidu, Wǝ uni mǝshirǝ ⱪilip külüp: —
7 Lo, this is the man that made not God his strength; but trusted in the abundance of his riches, and strengthened himself in his wickedness.
«Ⱪaranglar, Hudani ɵz yɵlǝnqisi ⱪilmiƣan adǝm, Pǝⱪǝt ɵz bayliⱪlirining kɵplükigǝ tayanƣan adǝm; U aq kɵzlüki bilǝn küqlǝndi» — dǝydu.
8 But as for me, I am like a green olive tree in the house of God: I trust in the mercy of God for ever and ever.
Mǝn bolsam Hudaning ɵyidǝ ɵskǝn baraⱪsan zǝytun dǝrǝhtǝkmǝn, Mǝn Hudaning ɵzgǝrmǝs muⱨǝbbitigǝ mǝnggügǝ tayinimǝn.
9 I will give thee thanks for ever, because thou hast done it: and I will wait on thy name, for it is good, in the presence of thy saints.
Mǝn Sanga ǝbǝdil’ǝbǝd tǝxǝkkür eytimǝn; Qünki Sǝn bu ixlarni ⱪildingsǝn; Mɵmin bǝndiliring aldida namingƣa tǝlmürüp kütimǝn; Muxundaⱪ ⱪilix ǝladur.
