Zǝbur 121

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

“A psalm of the steps, or the goings up.” I lift up mine eyes to the hills: Whence cometh my help?

2 Mening yardimim Pǝrwǝrdigardindur; Asman-zeminni Yaratⱪuqidindur.

My help cometh from the LORD, Who made heaven and earth.

3 U putungni ⱨeq teyildurmaydu; Seni saⱪliƣuqi ⱨeq mügdimǝydu!

He will not suffer thy foot to stumble; Thy guardian doth not slumber.

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

Behold, the guardian of Israel Doth neither slumber nor sleep.

5 Pǝrwǝrdigar sening saⱪliƣuqingdur; Pǝrwǝrdigar ong yeningdiki sayiwǝndur.

The LORD is thy guardian; The LORD is thy shade at thy right hand.

6 Ⱪuyax kündüzdǝ, ay keqidǝ sanga zǝrǝr yǝtküzmǝydu;

The sun shall not smite thee by day, Nor the moon by night.

7 Pǝrwǝrdigar barliⱪ yamanliⱪtin seni saⱪlaydu; U jeningni saⱪlaydu;

The LORD will preserve thee from all evil; He will preserve thy life.

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

The LORD will preserve thee, when thou goest out and when thou comest in, From this time forth for ever.