Zebur 121

1 «Yuqirigha chiqish naxshisi» Közlirimni taghlar terepke kötürüp qaraymen; Méning yardimim qeyerdin kélur?

A song of degrees. I will lift mine eyes vnto the mountaines, from whence mine helpe shall come.

2 Méning yardimim Perwerdigardindur; Asman-zéminni Yaratquchidindur.

Mine helpe commeth from the Lord, which hath made the heauen and the earth.

3 U putungni héch téyildurmaydu; Séni saqlighuchi héch mügdimeydu!

He wil not suffer thy foote to slippe: for he that keepeth thee, will not slumber.

4 Mana, qara, Israilni saqlighuchi hem mügdimeydu, hem uxlimaydu!

Beholde, he that keepeth Israel, wil neither slumber nor sleepe.

5 Perwerdigar séning saqlighuchingdur; Perwerdigar ong yéningdiki sayiwendur.

The Lord is thy keeper: the Lord is thy shadow at thy right hand.

6 Quyash kündüzde, ay kéchide sanga zerer yetküzmeydu;

The sunne shall not smite thee by day, nor the moone by night.

7 Perwerdigar barliq yamanliqtin séni saqlaydu; U jéningni saqlaydu;

The Lord shall preserue thee from all euil: he shall keepe thy soule.

8 Perwerdigar chiqishingni, kirishingni, Buningdin kéyin ebedil’ebedgiche saqlaydu.

The Lord shall preserue thy going out, and thy comming in from henceforth and for euer.