< Psalms 129 >

1 MANY a time have they afflicted me from my youth, may Israel now say:
«Yuqirigha chiqish naxshisi» «Yashliqimdin tartip ular köp qétim méni xar qilip keldi» — — Ah, Israil hazir buni désun —
2 Many a time have they afflicted me from my youth: yet they have not prevailed against me.
«Ular yashliqimdin tartip köp qétim méni xar qilip keldi, Biraq üstümdin ghelibe qilghan emes.
3 The plowers plowed upon my back: they made long their furrows.
Qosh heydigüchiler dümbemde heydigen, Chöneklirini intayin uzun tartqan».
4 The Lord is righteous: he hath cut asunder the cords of the wicked.
Perwerdigar heqqaniydur; U rezillerning asaretlirini sunduruwetti;
5 Let them all be confounded and turned back that hate Zion.
Ular shermende bolup arqisigha yandurulsun, Ziondin nepretlinidighanlarning hemmisi!
6 Let them be as the grass upon the housetops, which withereth afore it groweth up:
Ular ögzide ünüp chiqqan chöptek bolsun; Üzülmey turupla soliship kétidighan;
7 Wherewith the mower filleth not his hand; nor he that bindeth sheaves his bosom.
Ot-chöp orighuchigha uningdin bir tutammu chiqmaydu; Bagh baghlighuchigha bir quchaqmu chiqmaydu;
8 Neither do they which go by say, The blessing of the Lord be upon you: we bless you in the name of the Lord.
Ötüp kétiwatqanlarmu: «Perwerdigarning berikiti üstünglarda bolghay; Perwerdigarning nami bilen silerge bext tileymiz!» — dégen salamni héch bermeydu.

< Psalms 129 >