Zǝbur 128

1 «Yuⱪiriƣa qiⱪix nahxisi» Pǝrwǝrdigardin ⱪorⱪidiƣanlar, Uning yollirida mangidiƣanlarning ⱨǝrbiri bǝhtliktur!

A Song of Degrees. Blessed are all they that fear the Lord; who walk in his ways.

2 Qünki sǝn ɵz ⱪolungning ǝjrini yǝysǝn; Bǝhtlik bolisǝn, ronaⱪ tapisǝn;

You shall eat the labours of your hands: blessed are you, and it shall be well with you.

3 Ayaling bolsa ɵyüng iqidǝ mewilik üzüm telidǝk bolidu; Baliliring dastihaningni qɵridǝp, zǝytun dǝrǝhliridǝk tizilip olturidu;

Your wife shall be as a fruitful vine on the sides of your house: your children as young olive-plants round about your table.

4 Mana, Pǝrwǝrdigardin ⱪorⱪidiƣan kixi xundaⱪ bǝhtni kɵridu.

Behold, thus shall the man be blessed that fears the Lord.

5 Pǝrwǝrdigar sanga Zion teƣidin bǝht ata ⱪilƣay; Sǝn ɵmrüng boyiqǝ Yerusalemning awatliⱪini kɵrgǝysǝn;

May the Lord bless you out of Sion; and may you see the prosperity of Jerusalem all the days of your life.

6 Pǝrzǝntliringning pǝrzǝntlirini kɵrgǝysǝn; Israilƣa aram-tinqliⱪ bolƣay!

And may you see your children's children. Peace be upon Israel.