Job 14
1 “Man, who is born of woman, is short of days and full of trouble.
Anidin tughulghanlarning künliri azdur, Palaket uninggha yardur.
2 Like a flower, he comes forth, then withers away; like a fleeting shadow, he does not endure.
U güldek dunyagha kélip andin tozuydu, U [quyash aldidin] sayige oxshash qéchip kétidu.
3 Do You open Your eyes to one like this? Will You bring him into judgment before You?
Biraq Sen téxi shundaq bir ajiz bolghuchigha közüngni tikip, Méni Öz aldinggha soraqqa tartiwatamsen?
4 Who can bring out clean from unclean? No one!
Kim napak nersilerdin pak nersini chiqiralaydu? — héchkim!
5 Since his days are determined and the number of his months is with You, and since You have set limits that he cannot exceed,
[Insanning] künliri békitilgendikin, Uning aylirining sani Séning ilkingde bolghandikin, Sen uning ötse bolmaydighan cheklirini békitkendikin,
6 look away from him and let him rest, so he can enjoy his day as a hired hand.
Uning bir’az dem élishi üchün uningdin közüngni élip qachqin, Shuning bilen medikardek uninggha öz künliridin söyünüsh nésip bolsun!
7 For there is hope for a tree: If it is cut down, it will sprout again, and its tender shoots will not fail.
Chünki derex késiwétilgendin kéyin, qayta ösüshtin ümid bar; Buningliq bilen uning yumran bixliri tügep ketmeydu;
8 If its roots grow old in the ground and its stump dies in the soil,
Uning yiltizi yerde qurup ketken bolsimu, Uning kötiki topida ölüp ketken bolsimu,
9 at the scent of water it will bud and put forth twigs like a sapling.
Biraq suning puriqi bilenla u yene kökiridu, Yumran ot-chöptek yéngi bixlarni chiqiridu.
10 But a man dies and is laid low; he breathes his last, and where is he?
Biraq adem bolsa ölidu, ilajsiz ongda yatidu, berheq, Insan nepestin qalidu, andin nede bolidu?
11 As water disappears from the sea and a river becomes parched and dry,
Déngizdiki sular pargha aylinip tügep ketkendek, Deryalar qaghjirap qurup ketkendek,
12 so a man lies down and does not rise. Until the heavens are no more, he will not be awakened or roused from sleep.
Oxshashla adem yétip qalsila qaytidin turmaydu; Asmanlar yoqimighuche, ular oyghanmaydu, uyqudin turmaydu.
13 If only You would hide me in Sheol and conceal me until Your anger has passed! If only You would appoint a time for me and then remember me! (Sheol h7585)
Ah, tehtisaragha méni yoshurup qoysang idi, Gheziping ötüp ketküche méni mexpiy saqlap qoysang idi, Méni ésingge alidighan bir waqit-saetni manga békitip berseng idi! (Sheol h7585)
14 When a man dies, will he live again? All the days of my hard service I will wait, until my renewal comes.
Adem ölse, qayta yashamdu? Shundaq bolsa manga shundaq özgirish waqti kelgüche, Mushu japagha tolghan künlirim ötküche, sewr-taqet bilen kütettim!
15 You will call, and I will answer; You will desire the work of Your hands.
Shundaq bolsa Sen méni chaqirsang, jawab bérettim; Sen Öz qolung bilen yaratqininggha ümid-arzuyung bolatti.
16 For then You would count my steps, but would not keep track of my sin.
Biraq Sen hazir herbir dessigen qedemlirimni sanap, Gunahimni közitiwatisen’ghu!
17 My transgression would be sealed in a bag, and You would cover over my iniquity.
Itaetsizlikim xaltigha sélinip péchetlendi, Gunahlirimni döwe-döwe qilip saqlap qoydung.
18 But as a mountain erodes and crumbles and a rock is dislodged from its place,
Derweqe taghmu yimirilip yoqalghandek, Tash öz ornidin tewrinip ketkendek,
19 as water wears away the stones and torrents wash away the soil, so You destroy a man’s hope.
Sular tash-shéghillarni upritip yoqatqandek, Topanlar zémindiki topini süpürüp ketkendek, Sen ademning ümidini yoq qilisen.
20 You forever overpower him, and he passes on; You change his countenance and send him away.
Sen menggüge uning üstidin ghalib kélisen, Shunga u dunyadin kétidu; uning chirayini tutuldurisen, Uni Öz yéningdin yiraq qilisen.
21 If his sons receive honor, he does not know it; if they are brought low, he is unaware.
Uning oghulliri hörmetke érishidu, biraq u buni bilmeydu; Ular pes qilinsimu, Biraq uning bulardinmu xewiri bolmaydu.
22 He feels only the pain of his own body and mourns only for himself.”
U [peqet] öz ténidiki aghriqidinla azablinidu, U könglide özi üchünla hesret-nadamet chékidu.
