Zǝbur 121

1 «Yuⱪiriƣa qiⱪix nahxisi» Kɵzlirimni taƣlar tǝrǝpkǝ kɵtürüp ⱪaraymǝn; Mening yardimim ⱪǝyǝrdin kelur?

“A song for the degrees.” I lift up my eyes unto the mountains: whence shall come my help?

2 Mening yardimim Pǝrwǝrdigardindur; Asman-zeminni Yaratⱪuqidindur.

My help is from the Lord, the maker of heaven and earth.

3 U putungni ⱨeq teyildurmaydu; Seni saⱪliƣuqi ⱨeq mügdimǝydu!

He will not suffer thy foot to slip: thy keeper doth not slumber.

4 Mana, ⱪara, Israilni saⱪliƣuqi ⱨǝm mügdimǝydu, ⱨǝm uhlimaydu!

Behold, he slumbereth not, and he sleepeth not—the keeper of Israel.

5 Pǝrwǝrdigar sening saⱪliƣuqingdur; Pǝrwǝrdigar ong yeningdiki sayiwǝndur.

The Lord is thy keeper: the Lord is thy shade, he is on thy right hand.

6 Ⱪuyax kündüzdǝ, ay keqidǝ sanga zǝrǝr yǝtküzmǝydu;

By day the sun shall not strike thee, nor the moon by night.

7 Pǝrwǝrdigar barliⱪ yamanliⱪtin seni saⱪlaydu; U jeningni saⱪlaydu;

The Lord will guard thee against all evil: he will guard thy soul.

8 Pǝrwǝrdigar qiⱪixingni, kirixingni, Buningdin keyin ǝbǝdil’ǝbǝdgiqǝ saⱪlaydu.

The Lord will guard thy going out and thy coming in from this time forth and for evermore.