Psalms 121

1 A Song of Degrees. I lifted up mine eyes to the mountains, whence my help shall come.

«Yuⱪiriƣa qiⱪix nahxisi» Kɵzlirimni taƣlar tǝrǝpkǝ kɵtürüp ⱪaraymǝn; Mening yardimim ⱪǝyǝrdin kelur?

2 My help [shall come] from the Lord, who made the heaven and the earth.

Mening yardimim Pǝrwǝrdigardindur; Asman-zeminni Yaratⱪuqidindur.

3 Let not your foot be moved; and let not your keeper slumber.

U putungni ⱨeq teyildurmaydu; Seni saⱪliƣuqi ⱨeq mügdimǝydu!

4 Behold, he that keeps Israel shall not slumber nor sleep.

Mana, ⱪara, Israilni saⱪliƣuqi ⱨǝm mügdimǝydu, ⱨǝm uhlimaydu!

5 The Lord shall keep you: the Lord is your shelter upon your right hand.

Pǝrwǝrdigar sening saⱪliƣuqingdur; Pǝrwǝrdigar ong yeningdiki sayiwǝndur.

6 The sun shall not burn you by day, neither the moon by night.

Ⱪuyax kündüzdǝ, ay keqidǝ sanga zǝrǝr yǝtküzmǝydu;

7 May the Lord preserve you from all evil: the Lord shall keep your soul.

Pǝrwǝrdigar barliⱪ yamanliⱪtin seni saⱪlaydu; U jeningni saⱪlaydu;

8 The Lord shall keep your coming in, and your going out, from henceforth and even for ever.

Pǝrwǝrdigar qiⱪixingni, kirixingni, Buningdin keyin ǝbǝdil’ǝbǝdgiqǝ saⱪlaydu.