Zebur 123

1 «Yuqirigha chiqish naxshisi» I ershlerde Turghuchisen, Sanga béshimni kötürüp qaraymen;

A song of ascents. I Lift up my eyes to you, who are throned in the heavens.

2 Mana, qulliringning közi öz xojayinining qollirigha qandaq qarighan bolsa, Dédeklerning közi öz sahibesining qollirigha qandaq qarighan bolsa, Bizning közimiz Perwerdigar Xudayimizgha shundaq qaraydu. Ta bizge shepqet körsetküche qaraydu.

As the eyes of a servant turn to the hand of his master, or the eyes of a maid to the hand of her mistress, so do our eyes turn to the Lord our God, until he is gracious to us.

3 Bizge shepqet körgüzgeysen, i Perwerdigar, Bizge shepqet körgüzgeysen; Chünki biz yetküche xorluq tartqanmiz.

Be gracious, be gracious to us, Lord. Scorn enough, and more, have we borne

4 Jénimiz ghojamlarning mazaqlirini, Hakawurlarning xorluqlirini yetküche tartqandur.

More than enough have we borne of derision from those at their ease, of scorn from those who are haughty.