Job 6
1 But Job answered and said,
Ayup jawabǝn mundaⱪ dedi: —
2 Oh that one would indeed weigh the wrath that is upon me, and take up my griefs in a balance together!
«Aⱨ, mening dǝrdlik zarlirim tarazida ɵlqǝnsǝ! Aⱨ, beximƣa qüxkǝn barliⱪ bala-ⱪaza bular bilǝn billǝ tarazilansa!
3 And verily they would be heavier than the sand by the seashore: but, as it seems, my words are vain.
Xundaⱪ ⱪilinsa u ⱨazir dengizdiki ⱪumdin eƣir bolup qiⱪidu; Xuning üqün sɵzlirim tǝlwilǝrqǝ boluwatidu.
4 For the arrows of the Lord are in my body, whose violence drinks up my blood: whenever I am going to speak, they pierce me.
Qünki Ⱨǝmmigǝ Ⱪadirning oⱪliri manga sanjilip iqimdǝ turuwatidu, Ularning zǝⱨirini roⱨim iqmǝktǝ, Tǝngrining wǝⱨimiliri manga ⱪarxi sǝp tüzüp ⱨujum ⱪiliwatidu.
5 What then? will the wild ass bray for nothing, if he is not seeking food? or again, will the ox low at the manger, when he has a fodder?
Yawa exǝk ot-qɵp tapⱪanda ⱨangramdu? Kala bolsa yǝm-hǝxǝk üstidǝ mɵrǝmdu?
6 Shall bread be eaten without salt? or again, is there taste in empty words?
Tuz bolmisa tǝmsiz nǝrsini yegili bolamdu? Ham tuhumning eⱪining tǝmi barmu?
7 For my wrath can’t cease; for I perceive my food as the smell of a lion [to be] loathsome.
Jenim ularƣa tǝgsimu sǝskinip ketidu, Ular manga yirginqlik tamaⱪ bolup tuyulidu.
8 For oh that he would grant [my desire], and my petition might come, and the Lord would grant my hope!
Aⱨ, mening tǝxna bolƣinim kǝlsidi! Tǝngri intizarimni ijabǝt ⱪilsidi!
9 Let the Lord begin and wound me, but let him not utterly destroy me.
Aⱨ, Tǝngri meni yanjip taxlisun! U ⱪolini ⱪoyuwetip jenimni üzüp taxlaxⱪa muwapiⱪ kɵrsidi!
10 Let the grave be my city, upon the walls of which I have leapt: I will not shrink from it; for I have not denied the holy words of my God.
Xundaⱪ bolsa, manga tǝsǝlli bolatti, Ⱨǝtta rǝⱨimsiz aƣriⱪlarda ⱪiynalsammu, xadlinattim; Qünki Muⱪǝddǝs Bolƣuqining sɵzliridin tanmiƣan bolattim!
11 For what is my strength, that I continue? what is my time, that my soul endures?
Mǝndǝ ɵlümni kütküdǝk yǝnǝ ⱪanqilik maƣdur ⱪaldi? Mening sǝwr-taⱪǝtlik bolup ⱨayatimni uzartiximning nemǝ nǝtijisi bolar?
12 Is my strength the strength of stones? or is my flesh of brass?
Mening küqüm taxtǝk qingmu? Mening ǝtlirim mistin yasalƣanmidi?
13 Or have I not trusted in him? but help is [far] from me.
Ɵzümgǝ yardǝm bǝrgüdǝk maƣdurum ⱪalmidi ǝmǝsmu? Ⱨǝrⱪandaⱪ ǝⱪil-tǝdbir mǝndin ⱪoƣliwetilgǝn ǝmǝsmu?
14 Mercy has rejected me; and the visitation of the Lord has disregarded me.
Ümidsizlinip ketiwatⱪan kixigǝ dosti meⱨribanliⱪ kɵrsǝtmiki zɵrürdur; Bolmisa u Ⱨǝmmigǝ ⱪadirdin ⱪorⱪuxtin waz keqixi mumkin.
15 My nearest relations have not regarded me; they have passed me by like a failing brook, or like a wave.
Biraⱪ buradǝrlirim waⱪitliⱪ «aldamqi eriⱪ» süyidǝk, Manga ⱨeligǝrlik bilǝn muamilǝ ⱪilmaⱪta; Ular suliri eⱪip tügigǝn eriⱪⱪa ohxaydu.
16 They who used to reverence me, now have come against me like snow or congealed ice.
Erigǝn muz suliri eriⱪⱪa kirgǝndǝ ular ⱪaridap ketidu, Ⱪarlar ularning iqidǝ yoⱪilip ketidu,
17 When it has melted at the approach of heat, it is not known what it was.
Ular pǝsilning illixi bilǝn ⱪurup ketidu; Ⱨawa issip kǝtkǝndǝ, izidin yoⱪilip ketidu.
18 Thus I also have been deserted of all; and I am ruined, and become an outcast.
Sǝpǝrdaxlar mangƣan yolidin qiⱪip, eriⱪⱪa burulidu; Ular eriⱪni boylap mengip, qɵldǝ ezip ɵlidu.
19 Behold the ways of the Thaemanites, you that mark the paths of the Sabaeans.
Temaliⱪ karwanlarmu eriⱪ izdǝp mangdi; Xebaliⱪ sodigǝrlǝrmu ularƣa ümid bilǝn ⱪaridi;
20 They too that trust in cities and riches shall come to shame.
Biraⱪ ular ixǝnginidin ümidsizlinip nomusta ⱪaldi; Ular axu yǝrgǝ kelixi bilǝn parakǝndiqilikkǝ uqridi.
21 But you also have come to me without pity; so that beholding my wound you are afraid.
Mana silǝr ularƣa ohxax [manga tayini] yoⱪ bolup ⱪaldinglar; Silǝr ⱪorⱪunqluⱪ bir wǝⱨimini kɵrüpla ⱪorⱪup ketiwatisilǝr.
22 What? have I made any demand of you? or do I ask for strength from you,
Mǝn silǝrgǝ: «Manga beringlar», Yaki: «Manga mal-mülükliringlardin ⱨǝdiyǝ ⱪilinglar?» — degǝnni ⱪaqan dǝp baⱪⱪan?
23 to deliver me from enemies, or to rescue me from the hand of the mighty ones?
Yaki: «Meni ezitⱪuqining ⱪolidin ⱪutⱪuzunglar!» Yaki «Zorawanlarning ⱪolidin gɵrügǝ pul bǝrsǝnglar!» dǝp baⱪⱪanmu?
24 Teach you me, and I will be silent: if in anything I have erred, tell me.
Manga ɵgitip ⱪoyunglar, süküt ⱪilimǝn; Nǝdǝ yoldin qiⱪⱪanliⱪimni manga kɵrsitip beringlar.
25 But as it seems, the words of a true man are vain, because I do not ask strength of you.
Toƣra sɵzlǝr nemidegǝn ɵtkür-ⱨǝ! Biraⱪ ǝyibliringlar zadi nemini ispatliyalaydu?!
26 Neither will your reproof cause me to cease my words, for neither will I endure the sound of your speech.
Ümidsizlǝngǝn kixining gǝpliri ɵtüp ketidiƣan xamaldǝk tursa, Pǝⱪǝt sɵzlǝrnila ǝyiblimǝkqimusilǝr?
27 Even because you attack the fatherless, and insult your friend.
Silǝr yetim-yesirlarning üstidǝ qǝk taxlixisilǝr! Dost-buradiringlar üstidǝ sodilixisilǝr!
28 But now, having looked upon your countenances, I will not lie.
Əmdi manga yüz turanǝ ⱪarap beⱪinglar; Aldinglardila yalƣan sɵz ⱪilalamdim?
29 Sit down now, and let there not be unrighteousness; and unite again with the just.
Ɵtünimǝn, boldi ⱪilinglar, gunaⱨ bolmisun; Rast, ⱪaytidin oylap beⱪinglar, Qünki ɵzümning toƣriliⱪim [tarazida] turidu.
30 For there is no injustice in my tongue; and does not my throat meditate understanding?
Tilimda hataliⱪ barmu? Tilim yamanliⱪni zadi tetiyalmasmu?
