Zebur 120

1 «Yuqirigha chiqish naxshisi» Béshimgha kün chüshkende men Perwerdigargha nida qildim; U manga jawab berdi.

A Song of Degrees. In mine affliction I cried to the Lord, and he hearkened to me.

2 I Perwerdigar, jénimni yalghan sözleydighan lewlerdin, Aldamchi tildin qutuldurghaysen.

Deliver my soul, O Lord, from unjust lips, and from a deceitful tongue.

3 Sanga néme bérilidu, Sanga néme qoshulushi kérek, Ey aldamchi til?

What should be given to thee, and what should be added to thee, for [thy] crafty tongue?

4 — Palwan atqan ötkür oqlar, Archa choghliri sanga tegsun!

Sharpened weapons of the mighty, with coals of the desert.

5 Meshek diyarida musapir bolup yashighinimgha, Kédar chédirliri arisida turghinimgha halimgha way!

Woe is me, that my sojourning is prolonged; I have tabernacled among the tents of Kedar.

6 Men tinchliqqa öchler arisida uzundin buyan turuwatimen;

My soul has long been a sojourner;

7 Men tinchliqperwermen; Biraq gep qilsam, ular urushimizla, deydu.

I was peaceable among them that hated peace; when I spoke to them, they warred against me without a cause.