Zǝbur 120

1 «Yuⱪiriƣa qiⱪix nahxisi» Beximƣa kün qüxkǝndǝ mǝn Pǝrwǝrdigarƣa nida ⱪildim; U manga jawab bǝrdi.

A Song of the going up. In my trouble my cry went up to the Lord, and he gave me an answer.

2 I Pǝrwǝrdigar, jenimni yalƣan sɵzlǝydiƣan lǝwlǝrdin, Aldamqi tildin ⱪutuldurƣaysǝn.

O Lord, be the saviour of my soul from false lips, and from the tongue of deceit.

3 Sanga nemǝ berilidu, Sanga nemǝ ⱪoxuluxi kerǝk, Əy aldamqi til?

What punishment will he give you? what more will he do to you, you false tongue?

4 — Palwan atⱪan ɵtkür oⱪlar, Arqa qoƣliri sanga tǝgsun!

Sharp arrows of the strong, and burning fire.

5 Mǝxǝk diyarida musapir bolup yaxiƣinimƣa, Kedar qedirliri arisida turƣinimƣa ⱨalimƣa way!

Sorrow is mine because I am strange in Meshech, and living in the tents of Kedar.

6 Mǝn tinqliⱪⱪa ɵqlǝr arisida uzundin buyan turuwatimǝn;

My soul has long been living with the haters of peace.

7 Mǝn tinqliⱪpǝrwǝrmǝn; Biraⱪ gǝp ⱪilsam, ular uruximizla, dǝydu.

I am for peace: but when I say so, they are for war.