Zǝbur 121

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

A Song of Ascents. I will lift up mine eyes, unto the mountains, From whence cometh my help!

2 Mening yardimim Pǝrwǝrdigardindur; Asman-zeminni Yaratⱪuqidindur.

My help, is from Yahweh, who made heavens and earth.

3 U putungni ⱨeq teyildurmaydu; Seni saⱪliƣuqi ⱨeq mügdimǝydu!

May he not suffer thy foot, to slip, May thy keeper, not slumber!

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

Lo! neither will slumber nor sleep, The keeper of Israel.

5 Pǝrwǝrdigar sening saⱪliƣuqingdur; Pǝrwǝrdigar ong yeningdiki sayiwǝndur.

Yahweh, is thy keeper, Yahweh, is thy shade, on thy right hand:

6 Ⱪuyax kündüzdǝ, ay keqidǝ sanga zǝrǝr yǝtküzmǝydu;

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

7 Pǝrwǝrdigar barliⱪ yamanliⱪtin seni saⱪlaydu; U jeningni saⱪlaydu;

Yahweh, will keep thee from all harm, He will keep thy life.

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

Yahweh, will keep thy going out and thy coming in, from henceforth, even unto times age-abiding.