Job 16
1 Then Job answered and said,
Andin Ayup jawaben mundaq dédi: —
2 I have heard many such things: miserable comforters are you all.
Men mushundaq geplerni köp anglighanmen; Siler hemminglar azab yetküzidighan ajayib teselli bergüchi ikensiler-he!
3 Shall vain words have an end? or what emboldens you that you answer?
Mundaq watildap qilghan gepliringlarning chéki barmu? Silerge mundaq jawab bérishke zadi néme qutratquluq qildi?
4 I also could speak as you do: if your soul were in my soul’s stead, I could heap up words against you, and shake my head at you.
Xalisamla özüm silerge oxshash söz qilalayttim; Siler méning ornumda bolidighan bolsanglar, Menmu sözlerni baghlashturup éytip, silerge zerbe qilalaytim, Béshimnimu silerge qaritip chayqiyalayttim!
5 But I would strengthen you with my mouth, and the moving of my lips should assuage your grief.
Halbuki, men eksiche aghzim bilen silerni righbetlendürettim, Lewlirimning tesellisi silerge dora-derman bolatti.
6 Though I speak, my grief is not assuaged: and though I forbear, what am I eased?
Lékin méning sözlishim bilen azabim azaymaydu; Yaki gépimni ichimge yutuwalisammu, manga néme aramchiliq bolsun?
7 But now he has made me weary: you have made desolate all my company.
Biraq U méni halsizlandürüwetti; Shundaq, Sen pütkül ailemni weyran qiliwetting!
8 And you have filled me with wrinkles, which is a witness against me: and my leanness rising up in me bears witness to my face.
Sen méni qamalliding! Shuning bilen [ehwalim manga] guwahliq qilmaqta; Méning oruq-qaqshal [bedinim] ornidin turup özümni eyiblep guwahliq qilidu!
9 He tears me in his wrath, who hates me: he gnashes on me with his teeth; my enemy sharpens his eyes on me.
Uning ghezipi méni titma qilip, Méni ow oljisi qilidu; U manga qarap chishini ghuchurlitidu; Méning düshminimdek közini alayitip manga tikidu.
10 They have gaped on me with their mouth; they have smitten me on the cheek reproachfully; they have gathered themselves together against me.
[Ademler] manga qarap [mazaq qiliship] aghzini achidu; Ular nepret bilen mengzimge kachatlaydu; Manga hujum qilay dep sep tüzidu.
11 God has delivered me to the ungodly, and turned me over into the hands of the wicked.
Xuda méni eskilerge tapshurghan; Méni rezillerning qoligha tashliwetkeniken.
12 I was at ease, but he has broken me asunder: he has also taken me by my neck, and shaken me to pieces, and set me up for his mark.
Eslide men tinch-amanliqta turattim, biraq u méni pachaqlidi; U boynumdin silkip bitchit qiliwetti, Méni Öz nishani qilghaniken.
13 His archers compass me round about, he splits my reins asunder, and does not spare; he pours out my gall on the ground.
Uning oqyachiliri méni qapsiwaldi; Héch ayimay U üchey-baghrimni yirtip, Ötümni yerge töküwetti.
14 He breaks me with breach on breach, he runs on me like a giant.
U u yer-bu yérimge üsti-üstilep zexim qilip bösüp kiridu; U palwandek manga qarap étilidu.
15 I have sewed sackcloth on my skin, and defiled my horn in the dust.
Téremning üstige böz rext tikip qoydum; Öz izzet-hörmitimni topa-changgha sélip qoydum.
16 My face is foul with weeping, and on my eyelids is the shadow of death;
Gerche qolumda héchqandaq zorawanliq bolmisimu, Duayim chin dilimdin bolghan bolsimu, Yüzüm yigha-zaridin qizirip ketti; Qapaqlirimni ölüm sayisi basti.
17 Not for any injustice in my hands: also my prayer is pure.
18 O earth, cover not you my blood, and let my cry have no place.
Ah, yer-zémin, qénimni yapmighin! Nale-peryadim toxtaydighan’gha jay bolmighay!
19 Also now, behold, my witness is in heaven, and my record is on high.
Biraq mana, asmanlarda hazirmu manga shahit Bolghuchi bar! Ershlerde manga kapalet Bolghuchi bar!
20 My friends scorn me: but my eye pours out tears to God.
Öz dostlirim méni mazaq qilghini bilen, Biraq közüm téxiche Tengrige yash tökmekte.
21 O that one might plead for a man with God, as a man pleads for his neighbor!
Ah, insan balisi dosti üchün kélishtürgüchi bolghandek, Tengri bilen adem otturisidimu kélishtürgüchi bolsidi!
22 When a few years are come, then I shall go the way from where I shall not return.
Chünki yene birnechche yil ötüshi bilenla, Men barsa qaytmas yolda méngip qalimen.
