Psalms 129

1 A Song of Degrees. Many a time have they warred against me from my youth, let 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 warred against me from my youth: and yet they prevailed not against me.

«Ular yashliqimdin tartip köp qétim méni xar qilip keldi, Biraq üstümdin ghelibe qilghan emes.

3 The sinners wrought upon my back: they prolonged their iniquity.

Qosh heydigüchiler dümbemde heydigen, Chöneklirini intayin uzun tartqan».

4 The righteous Lord has cut asunder the necks of sinners.

Perwerdigar heqqaniydur; U rezillerning asaretlirini sunduruwetti;

5 Let all that hate Sion be put to shame and turned back.

Ular shermende bolup arqisigha yandurulsun, Ziondin nepretlinidighanlarning hemmisi!

6 Let them be as the grass of the housetops, which withers before it is plucked up.

Ular ögzide ünüp chiqqan chöptek bolsun; Üzülmey turupla soliship kétidighan;

7 Wherewith the reaper fills not his hand, nor he that makes up the sheaves, his bosom.

Ot-chöp orighuchigha uningdin bir tutammu chiqmaydu; Bagh baghlighuchigha bir quchaqmu chiqmaydu;

8 Neither do they that go by say, The blessing of the Lord be upon you: we have blessed you in the name of the Lord.

Ötüp kétiwatqanlarmu: «Perwerdigarning berikiti üstünglarda bolghay; Perwerdigarning nami bilen silerge bext tileymiz!» — dégen salamni héch bermeydu.