Zǝbur 120

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

A Canticle in steps. When troubled, I cried out to the Lord, and he heard me.

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

O Lord, free my soul from lips of iniquity and from the deceitful tongue.

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

What will be given to you, or what will be added to you, for a deceitful tongue?:

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

the sharp arrows of the powerful, along with the burning coals of desolation.

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

Woe to me, for my sojourning has been prolonged. I have lived with the inhabitants of Kedar.

6 Mǝn tinqliⱪⱪa ɵqlǝr arisida uzundin buyan turuwatimǝn;

My soul has long been a sojourner.

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

With those who hated peace, I was peaceful. When I spoke to them, they fought against me without cause.