Proverbs 30
1 These are the words of Agur son of Jakeh—the burden that this man declared to Ithiel: “I am weary, O God, and worn out.
Töwendikiler Yakehning oghli Agurgha wehiy bilen kelgen sözlerdur: Bu adem Itiyelge, yeni Itiyel bilen Ukalgha mundaq sözlerni dégen: —
2 Surely I am the most ignorant of men, and I lack the understanding of a man.
Men derweqe insanlar arisidiki eng nadini, haywan’gha oxshashturmen; Mende insan eqli yoq.
3 I have not learned wisdom, and I have no knowledge of the Holy One.
Danaliqni héch ögenmidim; Eng Pak-Muqeddes Bolghuchi heqqidimu sawatim yoqtur.
4 Who has ascended to heaven and come down? Who has gathered the wind in His hands? Who has bound up the waters in His cloak? Who has established all the ends of the earth? What is His name, and what is the name of His Son— surely you know!
Kim ershke kötürülgen, yaki ershtin chüshken? Kim shamalni qollirida tutqan? Kim sularni Öz tonigha yögep qoyghan? Kim yer-zéminning chégralirini belgiligen? Uning ismi néme? Uning Oghlining ismi néme? Bilemsen-yoq?
5 Every word of God is flawless; He is a shield to those who take refuge in Him.
Tengrining herbir sözi sinilip ispatlinip kelgendur; U Özige tayan’ghanlarning hemmisini qoghdaydighan qalqandur.
6 Do not add to His words, lest He rebuke you and prove you a liar.
Uning sözlirige héch nerse qoshma; Undaq qilsang, U séni eyibleydu, Séning yalghanchiliqing ashkarilinidu.
7 Two things I ask of You— do not refuse me before I die:
I [Xudayim], Sendin ikki nersini tileymen; Men ölgüche bularni mendin ayimighaysen: —
8 Keep falsehood and deceitful words far from me. Give me neither poverty nor riches; feed me with the bread that is my portion.
Saxtiliq we yalghanchiliqni mendin yiraq qilghaysen; Méni gadaymu qilmay, baymu qilmay, belki éhtiyajimgha layiqla riziq bergeysen.
9 Otherwise, I may have too much and deny You, saying, ‘Who is the LORD?’ Or I may become poor and steal, profaning the name of my God.
Chünki ziyade toyup ketsem, Sendin yénip: «Perwerdigar dégen kim?» — dep qélishim mumkin. Yaki gaday bolup qalsam, oghriliq qilip, Sen Xudayimning namigha dagh keltürüshim mumkin.
10 Do not slander a servant to his master, or he will curse you, and you will bear the guilt.
Xojayinining aldida uning quli üstidin shikayet qilma, Bolmisa u séni qarghap lenet qilidu, eyibkar bolisen.
11 There is a generation of those who curse their fathers and do not bless their mothers.
Öz atisini qarghaydighan, Öz anisigha bext tilimeydighan bir dewr bar,
12 There is a generation of those who are pure in their own eyes and yet unwashed of their filth.
Özini pak chaghlaydighan, emeliyette meynetchilikidin héch yuyulmighan bir dewr bar,
13 There is a generation—how haughty are their eyes and pretentious are their glances—
Bir dewr bar — ah, kibirlikidin neziri némidégen üstün, Hakawurluqidin hali némidégen chong!
14 there is a generation whose teeth are swords and whose jaws are knives, devouring the oppressed from the earth and the needy from among men.
Uning ajizlar we yoqsullarni yalmap yutuwétidighan chishliri qilichtek, Éziq chishliri pichaqtek bolghan bir dewr bar!
15 The leech has two daughters: Give and Give. There are three things that are never satisfied, four that never say, ‘Enough!’:
Zülükning ikki qizi bar, ular herdaim: «Bergin, bergin» dep towlishar. Hergiz toyunmaydighan üch nerse bar, hergiz qanaetlenmeydighan töt nerse bar, ular bolsimu: —
16 Sheol, the barren womb, land never satisfied with water, and fire that never says, ‘Enough!’ (Sheol h7585)
Gör, tughmas xotunning qarni, Sugha toyunmighan qurghaq Yer. We hergiz «boldi, toydum» démeydighan ottin ibaret. (Sheol h7585)
17 As for the eye that mocks a father and scorns obedience to a mother, may the ravens of the valley pluck it out and young vultures devour it.
Atisini mesxire qilidighan, Anisini kemsitidighan közni bolsa, Qagha-quzghunlar choqular, Bürkütning balilirimu uni yer.
18 There are three things too wonderful for me, four that I cannot understand:
Men üchün intayin tilsimat üch nerse bar; Shundaq, men chüshinelmeydighan töt ish bar: —
19 the way of an eagle in the sky, the way of a snake on a rock, the way of a ship at sea, and the way of a man with a maiden.
Bürkütning asmandiki uchush yoli, Yilanning tashta béghirlap mangidighan yoli, Kémining déngizdiki yoli we yigitning qizgha ashiq bolushtiki yolidur.
20 This is the way of an adulteress: She eats and wipes her mouth and says, ‘I have done nothing wrong.’
Zinaxor xotunning yolimu shundaqtur; U bir némini yep bolup aghzini sürtiwetken kishidek: «Men héchqandaq yamanliqni qilmidim!» — deydu.
21 Under three things the earth trembles, under four it cannot bear up:
Yer-zémin üch nerse astida biaram bolar; U kötürelmeydighan töt ish bar: —
22 a servant who becomes king, a fool who is filled with food,
Padishah bolghan qul, Tamaqqa toyghan hamaqet,
23 an unloved woman who marries, and a maidservant who supplants her mistress.
Nepretke patqan, erge tegken xotun, Öz xanimining ornini basqan dédek.
24 Four things on earth are small, yet they are exceedingly wise:
Yer yüzide téni kichik, lékin intayin eqilliq töt xil janiwar bar: —
25 The ants are creatures of little strength, yet they store up their food in the summer;
Chömüliler küchlük xelq bolmisimu, biraq yazda ozuq teyyarliwélishni bilidu;
26 the rock badgers are creatures of little power, yet they make their homes in the rocks;
Sughurlar özi ajiz bir qowm bolsimu, xada tashlarning arisigha uwa salidu;
27 the locusts have no king, yet they all advance in formation;
Chéketkilerning padishahi bolmisimu, lékin qatar tizilip retlik mangidu;
28 and the lizard can be caught in one’s hands, yet it is found in the palaces of kings.
Keslenchükni qol bilen tutuwalghili bolidu, Lékin xan ordilirida yashaydu.
29 There are three things that are stately in their stride, and four that are impressive in their walk:
Qedemliri heywetlik üch janiwar bar, Kishige zoq bérip mangidighan töt nerse bar: —
30 a lion, mighty among beasts, refusing to retreat before anything;
Haywanatlar ichide eng küchlük, héch némidin qorqmas shir,
31 a strutting rooster; a he-goat; and a king with his army around him.
Zilwa beyge iti, Téke, We puqraliri qollaydighan padishahdur.
32 If you have foolishly exalted yourself or if you have plotted evil, put your hand over your mouth.
Eger sen exmeqliq qilip özüngni bek yuqiri orun’gha qoyuwalghan bolsang, We yaki telwe bir oyda bolghan bolsang, Qolung bilen aghzingni yum!
33 For as the churning of milk yields butter, and the twisting of the nose draws blood, so the stirring of anger brings forth strife.”
Kala süti qochulsa sériq may chiqar; Birining burni mijilsa, qan chiqar; Adawet qozghap intiqam oylisa jédel-majira chiqar.
