Psalms 134

1 A song of degrees. Behold, praise ye the Lord, all ye seruants of the Lord, ye that by night stande in the house of the Lord.

«Yuⱪiriƣa qiⱪix nahxisi» Mana, Pǝrwǝrdigarƣa tǝxǝkkür-mǝdⱨiyǝ ⱪayturunglar, I, keqiqǝ Pǝrwǝrdigarning ɵyidǝ turidiƣan, Pǝrwǝrdigarning barliⱪ ⱪulliri!

2 Lift vp your hands to the Sanctuarie, and praise the Lord.

Muⱪǝddǝs jayda turup ⱪolliringlarni kɵtürüp Pǝrwǝrdigarƣa tǝxǝkkür-mǝdⱨiyǝ ⱪayturunglar!

3 The Lord, that hath made heauen and earth, blesse thee out of Zion.

Asman-zeminni Yaratⱪuqi Pǝrwǝrdigar silǝrni Ziondin bǝrikǝtligǝy!