Zǝbur 120

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

A song of degrees. I called vnto the Lord in my trouble, and hee heard me.

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

Deliuer my soule, O Lord, from lying lippes, and from a deceitfull tongue.

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

What doeth thy deceitfull tongue bring vnto thee? or what doeth it auaile thee?

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

It is as the sharpe arrowes of a mightie man, and as the coales of iuniper.

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

Woe is to me that I remaine in Meschech, and dwell in the tentes of Kedar.

6 Mǝn tinqliⱪⱪa ɵqlǝr arisida uzundin buyan turuwatimǝn;

My soule hath too long dwelt with him that hateth peace.

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

I seeke peace, and when I speake thereof, they are bent to warre.