Job 19
1 Then Job answered, and said:
Ayup jawabǝn mundaⱪ dedi: —
2 How long do you afflict my soul, and break me in pieces with words?
«Silǝr ⱪaqanƣiqǝ jenimni azablimaⱪqisilǝr, Ⱪaqanƣiqǝ meni sɵz bilǝn ǝzmǝkqisilǝr?
3 Behold, these ten times you confound me, and are not ashamed to oppress me.
Silǝr meni on ⱪetim harlidinglar; Manga uwal ⱪilixⱪa nomus ⱪilmaysilǝr.
4 For if I have been ignorant, my ignorance shall be with me.
Əgǝr mening sǝwǝnlikim bolsa, Mǝn ǝmdi uning [dǝrdini] tartimǝn.
5 But you have set yourselves up against me, and reprove me with my reproaches.
Əgǝr silǝr meningdin üstünlük talaxmaⱪqi bolsanglar, Yüzüm aldida xǝrm-ⱨayani kɵrsitip meni ǝyiblimǝkqi bolsanglar,
6 At least now understand, that God hath not afflicted me with an equal judgment, and compassed me with his scourges.
Əmdi bilip ⱪoyunglarki, manga uwal ⱪilƣan Tǝngri ikǝn, U tori bilǝn meni qirmaxturup tartti;
7 Behold I cry suffering violence, and no one will hear: I shall cry aloud, and there is none to judge.
Ⱪara, mǝn nalǝ-pǝryad kɵtürüp «Zorawanliⱪ!» dǝp warⱪiraymǝn, Biraⱪ ⱨeqkim anglimaydu; Mǝn warⱪiraymǝn, biraⱪ manga adalǝt kǝlmǝydu.
8 He hath hedged in my path round about, and I cannot pass, and in my way he hath set darkness.
U yolumni meni ɵtüwalmisun dǝp qit bilǝn tosup ⱪoydi, Ⱪǝdǝmlirimgǝ ⱪarangƣuluⱪ saldi.
9 He hath stripped me of my glory, and hath taken the crown from my head.
U mǝndin xan-xǝripimni mǝⱨrum ⱪildi, Beximdin tajni tartiwaldi.
10 He hath destroyed me on every side, and I am lost, and he hath taken away my hope, as from a tree that is plucked up.
U manga ⱨǝr tǝrǝptin buzƣunqiliⱪ ⱪiliwatidu, mǝn tügǝxtim; Ümidimni U dǝrǝhni yulƣandǝk yuluwaldi.
11 His wrath is kindled against me, and he hath counted me as his enemy.
Ƣǝzipini manga ⱪaritip ⱪozƣidi, Meni Ɵz düxmǝnliridin ⱨesablidi.
12 His troops have come together, and have made themselves a way by me, and have besieged my tabernacle round about.
Uning ⱪoxunliri sǝp tüzüp atlandi, Pǝlǝmpǝylirini yasap manga ⱨujum ⱪildi, Ular qedirimni ⱪorxawƣa elip bargaⱨ tikiwaldi.
13 He hath put my brethren far from me, and my acquaintance like strangers have departed from me.
U ⱪerindaxlirimni mǝndin neri ⱪildi, Tonuxlirimning meⱨrini mǝndin üzdi.
14 My kinsmen have forsaken me, and they that knew me, have forgotten me.
Tuƣⱪanlirim mǝndin yatlixip kǝtti, Dost-buradǝrlirim meni unutti.
15 They that dwelt in my house, and my maidservants have counted me a stranger, and I have been like an alien in their eyes.
Ɵyümdǝ turƣan musapirlar, ⱨǝtta dedǝklirimmu meni yat adǝm dǝp ⱨesablaydu; Ularning nǝziridǝ mǝn musapir bolup ⱪaldim.
16 I called my servant, and he gave me no answer, I entreated him with my own mouth.
Mǝn qakirimni qaⱪirsam, u manga jawab bǝrmǝydu; Xunga mǝn uningƣa aƣzim bilǝn yelinixim kerǝk.
17 My wife hath abhorred my breath, and I entreated the children of my womb.
Tiniⱪimdin ayalimning ⱪusⱪusi kelidu, Aka-ukilirim sesiⱪliⱪimdin bizar.
18 Even fools despise me; and when I gone from them, they spoke against me.
Ⱨǝtta kiqik balilar meni kǝmsitidu; Ornumdin turmaⱪqi bolsam, ular meni ⱨaⱪarǝtlǝydu.
19 They that were sometime my counsellors, have abhorred me: and he whom I love most is turned against me.
Mening sirdax dostlirimning ⱨǝmmisi mǝndin nǝprǝtlinidu, Mǝn sɵygǝnlǝr mǝndin yüz ɵridi.
20 The flesh being consumed. My bone hath cleaved to my skin, and nothing but lips are left about my teeth.
Ət-terilirim ustihanlirimƣa qaplixip turidu, Jenim ⱪil üstidǝ ⱪaldi.
21 Have pity on me, have pity on me, at least you my friends, because the hand of the Lord hath touched me.
Aⱨ, dostlirim, manga iqinglar aƣrisun, iqinglar aƣrisun! Qünki Tǝngrining ⱪoli manga kelip tǝgdi.
22 Why do you persecute me as God, and glut yourselves with my flesh?
Silǝr nemixⱪa Tǝngridǝk manga ziyankǝxlik ⱪilisilǝr? Silǝr nemixⱪa ǝtlirimgǝ xunqǝ toymaysilǝr!
23 Who will grant me that my words may be written? Who will grant me that they may be marked down in a book?
Aⱨ, mening sɵzlirim yezilsidi! Ular bir yazmiƣa pütüklük bolƣan bolatti!
24 With an iron pen and in a plate of lead, or else be graven with an instrument in flint stone.
Ular tɵmür ⱪǝlǝm bilǝn ⱪoƣuxun iqigǝ yezilsidi! Əbǝdil’ǝbǝd tax üstigǝ oyup pütülgǝn bolatti!
25 For I know that my Redeemer liveth, and in the last day I shall rise out of the earth.
Biraⱪ mǝn xuni bilimǝnki, ɵzümning Ⱨǝmjǝmǝt-Ⱪutⱪuzƣuqim ⱨayattur, U ahirǝt künidǝ yǝr yüzidǝ turup turidu!
26 And I shall be clothed again with my skin, and in my flesh I will see my God.
Ⱨǝm mening bu terǝ-ǝtlirim buzulƣandin keyin, Mǝn yǝnila tenimdǝ turup Tǝngrini kɵrimǝn!
27 Whom I myself shall see, and my eyes shall behold, and not another: this my hope is laid up in my bosom.
Uni ɵzümla ǝyni ⱨalda kɵrimǝn, Baxⱪa adǝmning ǝmǝs, bǝlki ɵzümning kɵzi bilǝn ⱪaraymǝn; Aⱨ, ⱪǝlbim buningƣa xunqǝ intizardur!
28 Why then do you say now: Let us persecute him, and let us find occasion of word against him?
Əgǝr silǝr: «Ixning yiltizi uningdidur, Uni ⱪandaⱪ ⱪilip ⱪistap ⱪoƣliwetǝlǝymiz?!» — desǝnglar,
29 Flee then from the face of the sword, for the sword is the revenger of iniquities: and know ye that there is judgment.
Əmdi ɵzünglar ⱪiliqtin ⱪorⱪⱪininglar tüzük! Qünki [Hudaning] ƣǝzipi ⱪiliq jazasini elip kelidu, Xuning bilǝn silǝr [Hudaning] sotining ⱪuruⱪ gǝp ǝmǝslikini bilisilǝr».
