Job 9
1 And Job answers and says:
Ayup jawabǝn mundaⱪ dedi: —
2 “Truly I have known that [it is] so, But how is man righteous with God?
Way, seningla toƣra, [dunyani] ⱨǝⱪiⱪǝtǝn sǝn degǝndǝk dǝp bilimǝn! Biraⱪ insan balisi ⱪandaⱪ ⱪilip Tǝngri aldida ⱨǝⱪⱪaniy bolalisun?
3 If he delights to strive with Him—He does not answer him one of a thousand.
Ⱨǝtta ǝgǝr birsi uning bilǝn dǝwalixixⱪa petinalisa, Xu [kixi] mǝsililǝrning mingdin birigimu jawab berǝlmǝydu.
4 Wise in heart and strong in power—Who has hardened toward Him and is at peace?
Uning ⱪǝlbidǝ qongⱪur danaliⱪ bardur, U zor küq-ⱪudrǝtkǝ igidur; Kimmu Uningƣa ⱪarxi qiⱪip, yürikini tom ⱪilip, Keyin tinq-aman ⱪalƣan?
5 Who is removing mountains, And they have not known, Who has overturned them in His anger.
U taƣlarni ƣǝzipidǝ ƣulatⱪanda, Ularƣa ⱨeq bildürmǝyla ularni yulup taxlaydu.
6 Who is shaking earth from its place, And its pillars move themselves.
U yǝr-zeminni tǝwritip ɵz ornidin ⱪozƣitidu, Xuning bilǝn uning tüwrükliri titrǝp ketidu.
7 Who is commanding to the sun, and it does not rise, And the stars He seals up.
U ⱪuyaxⱪa kɵtürülmǝ dǝp sɵz ⱪilsila, u ⱪopmaydu; U [halisa] yultuzlarningmu nurini peqǝtlǝp ⱪoyalaydu.
8 Stretching out the heavens by Himself, And treading on the heights of the sea,
Asmanlarni kǝng yayƣuqi pǝⱪǝt udur, U dengiz dolⱪunliri üstigǝ dǝssǝp yüridu.
9 Making the Great Bear, Orion, and the Pleiades, And the inner chambers of the south.
U yǝttǝ ⱪaraⱪqi yultuz, Orion yultuz türkümi wǝ ⱪǝlb yultuz topini, Jǝnubiy yultuz türkümlirinimu yaratⱪan.
10 Doing great things until there is no searching, And wonderful, until there is no numbering.
U ⱨesabliƣusiz uluƣ ixlarni, Sanap tügitǝlmǝydiƣan karamǝt ixlarni ⱪilidu.
11 Behold, He goes over by me, and I do not see, And He passes on, and I do not attend to it.
Ⱪara, U yenimdin ɵtidu, biraⱪ mǝn Uni kɵrmǝymǝn; U ɵtüp ketidu, biraⱪ Uni bayⱪiyalmaymǝn.
12 Behold, He snatches away, who brings it back? Who says to Him, What [are] You doing?
Mana, U elip ketidu, kim Uni Ɵz yolidin yanduralisun? Kim Uningdin: «Nemǝ ⱪiliwatisǝn» dǝp soraxⱪa petinalisun?
13 God does not turn back His anger, Proud helpers have bowed under Him.
Tǝngri ƣǝzipini ⱪayturuwalmaydu; Raⱨabning yardǝmqiliri Uning ayiƣiƣa bax egidu.
14 How much less do I answer Him? Choose out my words with Him?
Xundaⱪ turuⱪluⱪ, mǝn ⱪandaⱪmu uningƣa jawab berǝlǝyttim. Mǝn munazirǝ ⱪilƣudǝk ⱪandaⱪ sɵzlǝrni talliyalayttim?
15 Whom, though I were righteous, I do not answer, For my judgment I make supplication.
Mubada mǝn ⱨǝⱪⱪaniy bolsammu, Mǝn yǝnila Uningƣa jawab berǝlmǝyttim; Mǝn pǝⱪǝt sotqimƣa iltijala ⱪilalayttim.
16 Though I had called and He answers me, I do not believe that He gives ear [to] my voice.
Mǝn Uningƣa iltija ⱪilƣan wǝ U manga jawab bǝrgǝn bolsimu, Mǝn tehi Uning sadayimni angliƣanliⱪiƣa ixǝnq ⱪilalmiƣan bolattim;
17 Because He bruises me with a storm, And has multiplied my wounds for nothing.
U boran-qapⱪunlar bilǝn meni ezidu, U yarilirimni sǝwǝbsiz awutmaⱪta.
18 He does not permit me to refresh my spirit, But fills me with bitter things.
U manga ⱨǝtta nǝpǝs elixⱪimu ruhsǝt bǝrmǝydu, Əksiqǝ U manga dǝrd-ǝlǝmni yükliwǝtti.
19 If of power, behold, the Strong One; And if of judgment—who convenes me?
Küq-ⱪudrǝt toƣrisida gǝp ⱪilsaⱪ, mana, Uningdin küqlük [yǝnǝ baxⱪa kim] bar? Adalǝtkǝ kǝlsǝk, kim Uni sotⱪa qaⱪiralisun?!
20 If I am righteous, my mouth declares me wicked; [If] I am perfect, it declares me perverse.
Mǝn ɵzümni aⱪlimaⱪqi bolsam, ɵz aƣzim ɵzümni gunaⱨⱪa paturar, Ⱪosursiz bolƣan bolsam, U yǝnila meni ǝgri dǝp bekitǝr.
21 I am perfect; I do not know my soul, I despise my life.
Biraⱪ mǝn ǝslidǝ eyibsiz idim. Mǝyli, ɵzümning ⱪandaⱪ bolidiƣanliⱪim bilǝn pǝrwayim pǝlǝk! Ɵz jenimdin toydum!
22 It is the same thing, therefore I said, He is consuming the perfect and the wicked.
Ⱨǝmmǝ ix ohxax ikǝn; xunga mǝn dǝymǝnki, U duruslarnimu, yamanlarnimu ohxaxla yoⱪitidu.
23 If a scourge puts to death suddenly, He laughs at the trial of the innocent.
Tuyuⱪsiz bexiƣa ⱪaza kelip ɵlsǝ, U bigunaⱨlarƣa ⱪilinƣan bu sinaⱪⱪa ⱪarap külidu.
24 Earth has been given Into the hand of the wicked. He covers the faces of her judges, If not—where, who [is] he?
Yǝr yüzi yamanlarning ⱪoliƣa tapxuruldi; Biraⱪ U sotqilarning kɵzlirini bu adalǝtsizlikni kɵrǝlmǝydiƣan ⱪilip ⱪoyidu; Muxundaⱪ ⱪilƣuqi U bolmay, yǝnǝ kim bolsun?
25 My days have been swifter than a runner, They have fled, they have not seen good,
Mening künlirim yǝltapanning yügürüxidinmu tez ɵtidu; Ular mǝndin ⱪeqip ketidu, Ularning ⱨeqⱪandaⱪ yahxiliⱪi yoⱪtur.
26 They have passed on with ships of reed, As an eagle darts on food.
Ular ⱪomux kemilǝrdǝk qapsan ɵtüp ketidu; Alƣur bürküt owni tutⱪili xungƣuƣandǝk tez mangidu.
27 Though I say, I forget my talking, I forsake my corner, and I brighten up!
Əgǝr: «Nalǝ-pǝryadtin tohtap, Qirayimni tutuldurmay hux qiray bolay» desǝmmu,
28 I have been afraid of all my griefs, I have known that You do not acquit me.
Mǝn yǝnila azablirimning ⱨǝmmisidin ⱪorⱪup yürimǝn; Qünki Seni meni bigunaⱨ ⱨesablimaydu dǝp bilimǝn.
29 I become wicked; why [is] this? I labor [in] vain.
Mǝn ⱨaman ǝyiblik adǝm bolsam, Mǝn biⱨudǝ japa tartip nemǝ ⱪilay?
30 If I have washed myself with snow-water, And purified my hands with soap,
Ⱨǝtta ⱪar süyi bilǝn yuyunup, Ⱪolumni xunqǝ pakizliƣan bolsammu,
31 Then You dip me in corruption, And my garments have detested me.
Sǝn yǝnila meni ǝwrǝzgǝ qɵmüldürisǝnki, Ɵz kiyimimmu mǝndin nǝprǝtlinidiƣan bolidu!
32 But if a man like myself—I answer Him, We come together into judgment.
Qünki U mǝn Uningƣa jawab berǝligüdǝk, manga ohxax adǝm ǝmǝs. Mening Uning bilǝn sotta dǝwalaxⱪuqilikim yoⱪtur.
33 If there were a mediator between us, He places his hand on us both.
Otturimizda ⱨǝr ikkimizni ɵz ⱪoli bilǝn tǝng tutidiƣan kelixtürgüqi bolsidi!
34 He turns aside His rod from off me, And His terror does not make me afraid,
U Ɵzining tayiⱪini mǝndin yiraⱪ ⱪilsun, Uning wǝⱨimisi meni ⱪorⱪatmisun;
35 I speak, and do not fear Him, but I am not right with myself.”
Xundila mǝn Uningdin ⱪorⱪmay sɵzliyǝlǝyttim; Biraⱪ ǝⱨwalim undaⱪ ǝmǝstur!
