Zebur 120

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

In my trouble I cried to the Lord: and he heard me.

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

O Lord, deliver my soul from wicked lips, and a deceitful tongue.

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

What shall be given to thee, or what shall be added to thee, to a deceitful tongue.

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

The sharp arrows of the mighty, with coals that lay waste.

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

Woe is me, that my sojourning is prolonged! I have dwelt with the inhabitants of cedar:

6 Men tinchliqqa öchler arisida uzundin buyan turuwatimen;

My soul hath been long a sojourner.

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

With them that hate peace I was peaceable: when I spoke to them they fought against me without cause.