Psalms 129

1 A song of ascents. ‘Sore have they vexed me from youth’ thus let Israel say

«Yuqirigha chiqish naxshisi» «Yashliqimdin tartip ular köp qétim méni xar qilip keldi» — — Ah, Israil hazir buni désun —

2 ‘Sore have they vexed me from youth, but they have not prevailed against me.

«Ular yashliqimdin tartip köp qétim méni xar qilip keldi, Biraq üstümdin ghelibe qilghan emes.

3 ‘The ploughers ploughed on my back, they made their furrows long.

Qosh heydigüchiler dümbemde heydigen, Chöneklirini intayin uzun tartqan».

4 But the Lord, who is righteous, has cut the cords of the wicked.’

Perwerdigar heqqaniydur; U rezillerning asaretlirini sunduruwetti;

5 Let all who are haters of Zion be put to shame and defeated.

Ular shermende bolup arqisigha yandurulsun, Ziondin nepretlinidighanlarning hemmisi!

6 May they be as the grass on the house-top, which withers before it shoots up;

Ular ögzide ünüp chiqqan chöptek bolsun; Üzülmey turupla soliship kétidighan;

7 which fills not the arms of the reaper, nor the lap of the binder of sheaves

Ot-chöp orighuchigha uningdin bir tutammu chiqmaydu; Bagh baghlighuchigha bir quchaqmu chiqmaydu;

8 whereof no one says as they pass, ‘The blessing of God be upon you.’ In the name of the Lord we bless you.

Ötüp kétiwatqanlarmu: «Perwerdigarning berikiti üstünglarda bolghay; Perwerdigarning nami bilen silerge bext tileymiz!» — dégen salamni héch bermeydu.