Job 23
1 Then answered Job, and said,
Ayup jawabǝn mundaⱪ dedi: —
2 Even now is my complaint bitter: my suffering is heavier than my groans.
«Bügünmu xikayitim aqqiⱪtur; Uning meni basⱪan ⱪoli aⱨ-zarlirimdinmu eƣirdur!
3 Oh who would grant that I knew where I might find him! that I might attain to his Judgment throne!
Aⱨ, Uni nǝdin tapalaydiƣanliⱪimni bilgǝn bolsam’idi, Undaⱪta Uning olturidiƣan jayiƣa barar idim!
4 I would put in order before him my cause, and my mouth would I fill with arguments.
Xunda mǝn Uning aldida dǝwayimni bayan ⱪilattim, Aƣzimni munazirilǝr bilǝn toldurattim,
5 I should know the words which he might answer me, and understand what he might say unto me.
Mǝn Uning manga bǝrmǝkqi bolƣan jawabini bilǝlǝyttim, Uning manga nemini demǝkqi bolƣanliⱪini qüxinǝlǝyttim.
6 Would he with his power contend against me? he would truly not lay such doings to my charge.
U manga ⱪarxi turup zor küqi bilǝn mening bilǝn talixamti? Yaⱪ! U qoⱪum manga ⱪulaⱪ salatti.
7 There would an upright one argue with him; and I should be allowed to escape for ever by my judge.
Uning ⱨuzurida ⱨǝⱪⱪaniy bir adǝm uning bilǝn dǝwalixalaytti; Xundaⱪ bolsa, mǝn ɵz Sotqim aldida mǝnggügiqǝ aⱪlanƣan bolattim.
8 But, lo, I go eastward—and he is not there; and to the west— and I cannot perceive him;
Əpsus, mǝn alƣa ⱪarap mangsammu, lekin U u yǝrdǝ yoⱪ; Kǝynimgǝ yansammu, Uning sayisinimu kɵrǝlmǝymǝn.
9 When he doth great things at the north, I behold him not; he hideth himself in the south—and I see him not.
U sol tǝrǝptǝ ix ⱪiliwatⱪanda, mǝn Uni bayⱪiyalmaymǝn; U ong tǝrǝptǝ yoxurunƣanda, mǝn Uni kɵrǝlmǝymǝn;
10 But he knoweth the way that I take: were he to probe me, I should come forth as gold.
Biraⱪ U mening mangidiƣan yolumni bilip turidu; U meni tawliƣandin keyin, altundǝk sap bolimǝn.
11 On his steps my foot hath held fast: his way have I kept, and swerved not.
Mening putlirim uning ⱪǝdǝmlirigǝ qing ǝgǝxkǝn; Uning yolini qing tutup, ⱨeq qǝtnimidim.
12 From the commandment of his lips have I also not moved away: as a fixed statute for me have I treasured up the sayings of his mouth.
Mǝn yǝnǝ Uning lǝwlirining buyruⱪidin bax tartmidim; Mǝn Uning aƣzidiki sɵzlǝrni ɵz kɵngüldikilirimdin ⱪimmǝtlik bilip ⱪǝdirlǝp kǝldim.
13 But he is unchangeably one, and who can turn him? And what his will desireth, even that he doth.
Biraⱪ Uning bolsa birla muddiasi bardur, kimmu Uni yolidin buruyalisun? U kɵnglidǝ nemini arzu ⱪilƣan bolsa, xuni ⱪilidu.
14 For he will bring to completion what hath been destined for me: and like these hath he many other things with him.
Qünki U manga nemini iradǝ ⱪilƣan bolsa, xuni bǝrⱨǝⱪ wujudⱪa qiⱪiridu; Mana muxu hildiki ixlar Uningda yǝnǝ nurƣundur.
15 Therefore am I terrified at his presence: I will reflect, and be in dread of him.
Xunga mǝn Uning aldida dǝkkǝ-dükkigǝ qüximǝn; Bularni oylisamla, mǝn Uningdin ⱪorⱪup ketimǝn.
16 Still God hath made timid my heart, and the Almighty hath terrified me;
Qünki Tǝngri kɵnglümni ajiz ⱪilƣan, Ⱨǝmmigǝ Ⱪadir meni sarasimigǝ salidu.
17 Because I was not destroyed before this darkness, and because he hath not hidden from my face [this] gloom.
Ⱨalbuki, mǝn ⱪarangƣuluⱪ iqidǝ ujuⱪturulmidim, Wǝ yaki yüzümni oriwalƣan zulmǝt-ⱪarangƣuluⱪⱪimu ⱨeq süküt ⱪilmidim.
