Job 40
1 Moreouer ye Lord spake vnto Iob, and said,
Pǝrwǝrdigar Ayupⱪa yǝnǝ jawabǝn: —
2 Is this to learne to striue with the Almightie? he that reprooueth God, let him answere to it.
«Ⱨǝmmigǝ Ⱪadir bilǝn dǝwalaxidiƣan kixi uningƣa tǝrbiyǝ ⱪilmaⱪqimu? Tǝngrini ǝyibligüqi kixi jawab bǝrsun!» — dedi.
3 Then Iob answered the Lord, saying,
Ayup bolsa Pǝrwǝrdigarƣa jawabǝn: —
4 Beholde, I am vile: what shall I answere thee? I will lay mine hand vpon my mouth.
«Mana, mǝn ⱨeqnemigǝ yarimaymǝn; Sanga ⱪandaⱪ jawab berǝlǝymǝn? Ⱪolum bilǝn aƣzimni etip gǝptin ⱪalay;
5 Once haue I spoken, but I will answere no more, yea twise, but I will proceede no further.
Bir ⱪetim dedim, mǝn yǝnǝ jawab bǝrmǝymǝn; Xundaⱪ, ikki ⱪetim desǝm mǝn ⱪayta sɵzlimǝymǝn» — dedi.
6 Againe the Lord answered Iob out of the whirle winde, and said,
Andin Pǝrwǝrdigar ⱪara ⱪuyun iqidin Ayupⱪa jawab berip mundaⱪ dedi: —
7 Girde vp now thy loynes like a man: I will demaunde of thee, and declare thou vnto me.
«Ərkǝktǝk belingni qing baƣla, Andin Mǝn sǝndin soray; Sǝn Meni hǝwǝrdar ⱪilƣin.
8 Wilt thou disanul my iudgement? or wilt thou condemne me, that thou mayst be iustified?
Sǝn dǝrwǝⱪǝ Mening ⱨɵkümimni pütünlǝy bikarƣa kǝtküzmǝkqimusǝn? Sǝn ɵzüngni ⱨǝⱪⱪaniy ⱪilimǝn dǝp, Meni natoƣra dǝp ǝyiblimǝkqimusǝn?
9 Or hast thou an arme like God? or doest thou thunder with a voyce like him?
Sening Tǝngrining bilikidǝk [küqlük] bir biliking barmu? Sǝn Uningdǝk awaz bilǝn güldürliyǝlǝmsǝn?
10 Decke thy selfe now with maiestie and excellencie, and aray thy selfe with beautie and glory.
Ⱪeni, ⱨazir ɵzüngni xan-xǝrǝp ⱨǝm salapǝt bilǝn beziwal! Ⱨǝywǝt ⱨǝm kɵrkǝmlik bilǝn ɵzüngni kiyindürüp,
11 Cast abroad the indignation of thy wrath, and beholde euery one that is proude, and abase him.
Ƣǝzipingning ⱪǝⱨrini qeqip taxliƣin, Xuning bilǝn ⱨǝrbir tǝkǝbburning kɵzigǝ tikilip ⱪarap, Andin uni pǝslǝxtürgin.
12 Looke on euery one that is arrogant, and bring him lowe: and destroy the wicked in their place.
Rast, ⱨǝrbir tǝkǝbburning kɵzigǝ tikilip ⱪarap, Andin uni boysundurƣin, Rǝzillǝrni ɵz ornida dǝssǝp yǝr bilǝn yǝksan ⱪil!
13 Hide them in the dust together, and binde their faces in a secret place.
Ularni birgǝ topiƣa kɵmüp ⱪoy, Yoxurun jayda ularning yüzlirini kepǝn bilǝn etip ⱪoyƣin;
14 Then will I confesse vnto thee also, that thy right hand can saue thee.
Xundaⱪ ⱪilalisang, Mǝn seni etirap ⱪilip mahtaymǝnki, «Ong ⱪolung ɵzüngni ⱪutⱪuzidu!».
15 Behold now Behemoth (whom I made with thee) which eateth grasse as an oxe.
Mǝn sening bilǝn tǝng yaratⱪan begemotni kɵrüp ⱪoy; U kalidǝk ot-qɵp yǝydu.
16 Behold now, his strength is in his loynes, and his force is in the nauil of his belly.
Mana, uning belidiki küqini, Ⱪorsaⱪ muskulliridiki ⱪudritini ⱨazir kɵrüp ⱪoy!
17 When hee taketh pleasure, his taile is like a cedar: the sinews of his stones are wrapt together.
U ⱪuyruⱪini kedir dǝrihidǝk egidu, Uning yotiliridiki singirliri bir-birigǝ qing toⱪup ⱪoyulƣan.
18 His bones are like staues of brasse, and his small bones like staues of yron.
Uning sɵngǝkliri mis turubidǝktur, Put-ⱪolliri tɵmür qoⱪmaⱪlarƣa ohxaydu.
19 He is the chiefe of the wayes of God: he that made him, will make his sworde to approch vnto him.
U Tǝngri yaratⱪan janiwarlarning bexidur, Pǝⱪǝt uning Yaratⱪuqisila uningƣa Ɵz ⱪiliqini yeⱪinlaxturalaydu.
20 Surely the mountaines bring him foorth grasse, where all the beastes of the fielde play.
Taƣlar uningƣa yemǝklik tǝminlǝydu; U yǝrdǝ uning yenida daladiki ⱨǝrbir ⱨaywanlar oynaydu.
21 Lyeth hee vnder the trees in the couert of the reede and fennes?
U sǝdǝpgül dǝrǝhlikining astida yatidu, Ⱪomuxluⱪ ⱨǝm sazliⱪning salⱪinida yatidu.
22 Can the trees couer him with their shadow? or can the willowes of the riuer compasse him about?
Sǝdǝpgüllüklǝr ɵz sayisi bilǝn uni yapidu; Ɵstǝngdiki tallar uni orap turidu.
23 Behold, he spoyleth the riuer, and hasteth not: he trusteth that he can draw vp Iorden into his mouth.
Ⱪara, dǝrya texip ketidu, biraⱪ u ⱨeq ⱨoduⱪmaydu; Ⱨǝtta Iordandǝk bir dǝryamu uning aƣziƣa ɵrkǝxlǝp urulsimu, yǝnila hatirjǝm turiweridu.
24 Hee taketh it with his eyes, and thrusteth his nose through whatsoeuer meeteth him.
Uning aldiƣa berip uni tutⱪili bolamdu? Uni tutup, andin burnini texip qülük ɵtküzgili bolamdu?
