Psalms 121

1 I have lifted up my eyes to the mountains, from whence help shall come to me.

«Yuqirigha chiqish naxshisi» Közlirimni taghlar terepke kötürüp qaraymen; Méning yardimim qeyerdin kélur?

2 My help is from the Lord, who made heaven and earth.

Méning yardimim Perwerdigardindur; Asman-zéminni Yaratquchidindur.

3 May he not suffer thy foot to be moved: neither let him slumber that keepeth thee.

U putungni héch téyildurmaydu; Séni saqlighuchi héch mügdimeydu!

4 Behold he shall neither slumber nor sleep, that keepeth Israel.

Mana, qara, Israilni saqlighuchi hem mügdimeydu, hem uxlimaydu!

5 The Lord is thy keeper, the Lord is thy protection upon thy right hand.

Perwerdigar séning saqlighuchingdur; Perwerdigar ong yéningdiki sayiwendur.

6 The sun shall not burn thee by day: nor the moon by night.

Quyash kündüzde, ay kéchide sanga zerer yetküzmeydu;

7 The Lord keepeth thee from all evil: may the Lord keep thy soul.

Perwerdigar barliq yamanliqtin séni saqlaydu; U jéningni saqlaydu;

8 May the Lord keep thy going in and thy going out; from henceforth now and for ever.

Perwerdigar chiqishingni, kirishingni, Buningdin kéyin ebedil’ebedgiche saqlaydu.