Psalms 131

1 [A Song of Ascents. By David.] YHWH, my heart isn't haughty, nor my eyes lofty; nor do I concern myself with great matters, or things too wonderful for me.

«Yuⱪiriƣa qiⱪix nahxisi»; Dawut yazƣan küy: — I Pǝrwǝrdigar, kɵnglüm tǝkǝbbur ǝmǝs, Nǝzirimmu üstün ǝmǝs; Mǝn qong ixlar bilǝnmu, Yaki qamim yǝtmǝydiƣan karamǝt ixlar bilǝnmu mǝxƣul bolmaymǝn;

2 Surely I have stilled and quieted my soul, like a weaned child with his mother, like a weaned child is my soul within me.

Bǝrⱨǝⱪ, anisining ⱪuqiⱪida yatⱪan ǝmqǝktin ayrilƣan balidǝk, Ɵz jenimni besiwelip tinqlandurdum; Kɵnglüm iqimdǝ ǝmqǝktin ayrilƣan balidǝktur.

3 Israel, hope in YHWH, from this time forth and forevermore.

Israil Pǝrwǝrdigarƣa ümid baƣlisun; Ⱨazirdin baxlap, ǝbǝdil’ǝbǝdgiqǝ!