1 Corinthians 13
1 If I speak in the tongues of men and of angels, but have not love, I am only a ringing gong or a clanging cymbal.
Mǝn ǝgǝrdǝ bu dunyadiki kixilǝr sɵzlǝwatⱪan ⱨǝrhil tillar ⱨǝtta pǝrixtilǝrning tilliri bilǝnmu sɵzliyǝlǝydiƣan bolsammu, biraⱪ mǝn meⱨir-muⱨǝbbǝtsiz bolsam, u qaƣda mǝn pǝⱪǝt bir «dang-dang» ⱪilidiƣan mis dang, bir «qang-qang» ⱪilidiƣan qang bolup ⱪalimǝn, halas.
2 If I have the gift of prophecy and can fathom all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have absolute faith so as to move mountains, but have not love, I am nothing.
Əgǝr mǝn pǝyƣǝmbǝrlik ⱪilalisam, barliⱪ sirlar, barliⱪ bilimlǝrni qüxinip bolƣan bolsammu, ⱨǝm xuning bilǝn bir waⱪitta taƣlarni yɵtkiyǝligüdǝk toluⱪ ixǝnqtǝ bolsammu, ǝmma mǝndǝ meⱨir-muⱨǝbbǝt bolmisa, undaⱪta mǝn ⱨeqnǝrsǝ bolmiƣan bolimǝn.
3 If I give all I possess to the poor and exult in the surrender of my body, but have not love, I gain nothing.
Əgǝr barliⱪ mal-mülkümni sǝdiⱪigǝ atap ⱨǝm tenimni [Hudaning yolida] ⱪurbanliⱪ süpitidǝ kɵydürülüxkǝ sunƣan tǝƣdirdimu, ǝmma mǝndǝ yǝnila meⱨir-muⱨǝbbǝt bolmisa, undaⱪta mening ⱨeqⱪandaⱪ paydam yoⱪ bolƣan bolidu.
4 Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud.
Muⱨǝbbǝt sǝwr-taⱪǝtlik bolux ⱨǝm meⱨribanliⱪtur; Muⱨǝbbǝt ⱨǝsǝthorluⱪ ⱪilmaydu: Muⱨǝbbǝt ɵzini mahtimaydu, Tǝkǝbburluⱪ ⱪilmaydu,
5 It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no account of wrongs.
Nomussizliⱪ ⱪilmaydu, Ɵz mǝnpǝǝtini kɵzlǝp yürmǝydu, Teriktürülmǝydu, Kɵnglidǝ ɵqmǝnlik saⱪlimaydu;
6 Love takes no pleasure in evil, but rejoices in the truth.
Ⱨǝⱪⱪaniysizliⱪtin huxal bolmaydu, Bǝlki ǝmǝliyǝttin, ⱨǝⱪiⱪǝttin huxal bolidu;
7 It bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things.
ⱨǝmmǝ ixta ⱪorsiⱪi kǝnglik ⱪilidu, ⱨǝmmigǝ yüzlinip [Hudaƣa] ixinidu, ⱨǝmmǝ ixⱪa ümid baƣlaydu, ⱨǝmmigǝ qidaydu.
8 Love never fails. But where there are prophecies, they will cease; where there are tongues, they will be restrained; where there is knowledge, it will be dismissed.
Meⱨir-muⱨǝbbǝt ⱨǝrgiz ahirlaxmaydu. Bexarǝtlǝr bolsa, karƣa kǝlmǝydu: «namǝlum tillar» bolsa, tügǝydu: [mɵjizilik] bilimlǝrmu karƣa kǝlmǝydu.
9 For we know in part and we prophesy in part,
Qünki bizning bilidiƣanlirimiz ⱪismǝn, bexarǝt beridiƣanlirimiz ⱪismǝn;
10 but when the perfect comes, the partial passes away.
lekin mukǝmmǝllik kǝlgǝndǝ, ⱪismǝnlik yoⱪilidu.
11 When I was a child, I talked like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I set aside childish ways.
Mǝn kiqikimdǝ balilarqǝ sɵzlidim, balilarqǝ oylidim, balilarqǝ ⱨesablidim; qong bolƣinimda, mǝn baliliⱪni taxlidim.
12 Now we see but a dim reflection as in a mirror; then we shall see face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I am fully known.
Qünki biz ⱨazir bir tutuⱪ derizidin müjmǝl ⱨalda kɵrimiz, lekin xu qaƣda yüzmuyüz kɵrimiz: Ⱨazir mǝn ⱪismǝn tonuymǝn, xu qaƣda mǝn [Huda] meni tonup keliwatⱪandǝk tonuymǝn.
13 And now these three remain: faith, hope, and love; but the greatest of these is love.
Ⱨazir ixǝnq, ümid, meⱨir-muⱨǝbbǝttin ibarǝt bu üq nǝrsǝ turuptu; bulardin ǝng üstün turidiƣini meⱨir-muⱨǝbbǝttur.
