Job 16
1 THEN Job answered and said,
Andin Ayup jawabǝn mundaⱪ dedi: —
2 I have heard many such things: miserable comforters are ye all.
Mǝn muxundaⱪ gǝplǝrni kɵp angliƣanmǝn; Silǝr ⱨǝmminglar azab yǝtküzidiƣan ajayib tǝsǝlli bǝrgüqi ikǝnsilǝr-ⱨǝ!
3 Shall vain words have an end? or what emboldeneth thee that thou answerest?
Mundaⱪ watildap ⱪilƣan gǝpliringlarning qeki barmu? Silǝrgǝ mundaⱪ jawab berixkǝ zadi nemǝ ⱪutratⱪuluⱪ ⱪildi?
4 I also could speak as ye do: if your soul were in my soul’s stead, I could heap up words against you, and shake mine head at you.
Halisamla ɵzüm silǝrgǝ ohxax sɵz ⱪilalayttim; Silǝr mening ornumda bolidiƣan bolsanglar, Mǝnmu sɵzlǝrni baƣlaxturup eytip, silǝrgǝ zǝrbǝ ⱪilalaytim, Beximnimu silǝrgǝ ⱪaritip qayⱪiyalayttim!
5 But I would strengthen you with my mouth, and the moving of my lips should asswage your grief.
Ⱨalbuki, mǝn ǝksiqǝ aƣzim bilǝn silǝrni riƣbǝtlǝndürǝttim, Lǝwlirimning tǝsǝllisi silǝrgǝ dora-dǝrman bolatti.
6 Though I speak, my grief is not asswaged: and though I forbear, what am I eased?
Lekin mening sɵzlixim bilǝn azabim azaymaydu; Yaki gepimni iqimgǝ yutuwalisammu, manga nemǝ aramqiliⱪ bolsun?
7 But now he hath made me weary: thou hast made desolate all my company.
Biraⱪ U meni ⱨalsizlandürüwǝtti; Xundaⱪ, Sǝn pütkül ailǝmni wǝyran ⱪiliwǝtting!
8 And thou hast filled me with wrinkles, which is a witness against me: and my leanness rising up in me beareth witness to my face.
Sǝn meni ⱪamalliding! Xuning bilǝn [ǝⱨwalim manga] guwaⱨliⱪ ⱪilmaⱪta; Mening oruⱪ-ⱪaⱪxal [bǝdinim] ornidin turup ɵzümni ǝyiblǝp guwaⱨliⱪ ⱪilidu!
9 He teareth me in his wrath, who hateth me: he gnasheth upon me with his teeth; mine enemy sharpeneth his eyes upon me.
Uning ƣǝzipi meni titma ⱪilip, Meni ow oljisi ⱪilidu; U manga ⱪarap qixini ƣuqurlitidu; Mening düxminimdǝk kɵzini alayitip manga tikidu.
10 They have gaped upon me with their mouth; they have smitten me upon the cheek reproachfully; they have gathered themselves together against me.
[Adǝmlǝr] manga ⱪarap [mazaⱪ ⱪilixip] aƣzini aqidu; Ular nǝprǝt bilǝn mǝngzimgǝ kaqatlaydu; Manga ⱨujum ⱪilay dǝp sǝp tüzidu.
11 God hath delivered me to the ungodly, and turned me over into the hands of the wicked.
Huda meni ǝskilǝrgǝ tapxurƣan; Meni rǝzillǝrning ⱪoliƣa taxliwǝtkǝnikǝn.
12 I was at ease, but he hath broken me asunder: he hath also taken me by my neck, and shaken me to pieces, and set me up for his mark.
Əslidǝ mǝn tinq-amanliⱪta turattim, biraⱪ u meni paqaⱪlidi; U boynumdin silkip bitqit ⱪiliwǝtti, Meni Ɵz nixani ⱪilƣanikǝn.
13 His archers compass me round about, he cleaveth my reins asunder, and doth not spare; he poureth out my gall upon the ground.
Uning oⱪyaqiliri meni ⱪapsiwaldi; Ⱨeq ayimay U üqǝy-baƣrimni yirtip, Ɵtümni yǝrgǝ tɵküwǝtti.
14 He breaketh me with breach upon breach, he runneth upon me like a giant.
U u yǝr-bu yerimgǝ üsti-üstilǝp zǝhim ⱪilip bɵsüp kiridu; U palwandǝk manga ⱪarap etilidu.
15 I have sewed sackcloth upon my skin, and defiled my horn in the dust.
Terǝmning üstigǝ bɵz rǝht tikip ⱪoydum; Ɵz izzǝt-ⱨɵrmitimni topa-qangƣa selip ⱪoydum.
16 My face is foul with weeping, and on my eyelids is the shadow of death;
Gǝrqǝ ⱪolumda ⱨeqⱪandaⱪ zorawanliⱪ bolmisimu, Duayim qin dilimdin bolƣan bolsimu, Yüzüm yiƣa-zaridin ⱪizirip kǝtti; Ⱪapaⱪlirimni ɵlüm sayisi basti.
17 Not for any injustice in mine hands: also my prayer is pure.
18 O earth, cover not thou my blood, and let my cry have no place.
Aⱨ, yǝr-zemin, ⱪenimni yapmiƣin! Nalǝ-pǝryadim tohtaydiƣanƣa jay bolmiƣay!
19 Also now, behold, my witness is in heaven, and my record is on high.
Biraⱪ mana, asmanlarda ⱨazirmu manga xaⱨit Bolƣuqi bar! Ərxlǝrdǝ manga kapalǝt Bolƣuqi bar!
20 My friends scorn me: but mine eye poureth out tears unto God.
Ɵz dostlirim meni mazaⱪ ⱪilƣini bilǝn, Biraⱪ kɵzüm tehiqǝ Tǝngrigǝ yax tɵkmǝktǝ.
21 O that one might plead for a man with God, as a man pleadeth for his neighbour!
Aⱨ, insan balisi dosti üqün kelixtürgüqi bolƣandǝk, Tǝngri bilǝn adǝm otturisidimu kelixtürgüqi bolsidi!
22 When a few years are come, then I shall go the way whence I shall not return.
Qünki yǝnǝ birnǝqqǝ yil ɵtüxi bilǝnla, Mǝn barsa ⱪaytmas yolda mengip ⱪalimǝn.
