Proverbs 9
1 Wisdom has built her house, She has hewn out her pillars—seven.
Danaliⱪ ɵzigǝ bir ɵy selip, Uning yǝttǝ tüwrükini ornatti.
2 She has slaughtered her slaughter, She has mingled her wine, Indeed, she has arranged her table.
U mallirini soyup, Esil xarablirini arilaxturup tǝyyarlap, Ziyapǝt dastihinini yaydi;
3 She has sent forth her girls, She cries on the tops of the high places of the city:
Dedǝklirini [meⱨman qaⱪirixⱪa] ǝwǝtti, Ɵzi xǝⱨǝrning ǝng egiz jaylirida turup:
4 “Who [is] simple? Let him turn aside here.” Whoever lacks heart: she has said to him,
«I saddilar, bu yǝrgǝ kelinglar, — dǝp qaⱪiriwatidu; Nadanlarƣa:
5 “Come, eat of my bread, And drink of the wine I have mingled.
Ⱪeni, nanlirimdin eƣiz tegip, Mǝn arilaxturup tǝyyarliƣan xarablardin iqinglar;
6 Forsake the simple and live, And be blessed in the way of understanding.”
Nadanlar ⱪataridin qiⱪip, ⱨayatⱪa erixinglar, Yoruⱪluⱪ yolida menginglar», — dǝwatidu.
7 The instructor of a scorner Is receiving for it—shame, And a reprover of the wicked—his blemish.
Ⱨakawurlarƣa tǝnbiⱨ bǝrgüqi aⱨanǝtkǝ uqraydu, Ⱪǝbiⱨlǝrni ǝyibligüqi ɵzigǝ daƣ kǝltüridu.
8 Do not reprove a scorner, lest he hate you, Give reproof to the wise, and he loves you.
Ⱨakawurlarni ǝyiblimǝ, qünki u sanga ɵq bolup ⱪalidu; Ⱨalbuki, dana kixini ǝyiblisǝng, u seni sɵyidu.
9 Give to the wise, and he is wiser still, Make known to the righteous, And he increases learning.
Dana adǝmgǝ dǝwǝt ⱪilsang, ǝⱪli tehimu toluⱪ bolidu; Ⱨǝⱪⱪaniy adǝmgǝ durus yol kɵrsǝtsǝng, Bilimi tehimu axidu.
10 The commencement of wisdom [is] the fear of YHWH, And a knowledge of the Holy Ones [is] understanding.
Pǝrwǝrdigardin ǝyminix danaliⱪning baxlinixidur, Muⱪǝddǝs bolƣuqini tonux yoruⱪluⱪtur.
11 For by me your days multiply, And years of life are added to you.
Mǝn [danaliⱪ] sǝndǝ bolsam, künliringni uzartimǝn, Ɵmrüngning yilliri kɵpiyǝr.
12 If you have been wise, you have been wise for yourself, And you have scorned—you bear [it] alone.
Sǝndǝ danaliⱪ bolsa, paydini kɵridiƣan ɵzüngsǝn, Danaliⱪni mazaⱪ ⱪilsang ziyan tartidiƣanmu ɵzüngsǝn.
13 A foolish woman [is] noisy, Simple, and has not known what.
Nadan hotun aƣzi bisǝrǝmjan, ǝⱪilsizdur, Ⱨeqnemǝ bilmǝstur.
14 And she has sat at the opening of her house, On a throne—the high places of the city,
U ixik aldida olturup, Xǝⱨǝrning ǝng egiz jaylirida orun elip,
15 To call to those passing by the way, Who are going straight [on] their paths.
Udul ɵtüp ketiwatⱪanlarƣa:
16 “Who [is] simple? Let him turn aside here.” And whoever lacks heart—she said to him,
«Kimki sadda bolsa, bu yǝrgǝ kǝlsun!» — dǝwatidu, Wǝ ǝⱪilsizlǝrni:
17 “Stolen waters are sweet, And hidden bread is pleasant.”
«Oƣriliⱪqǝ iqkǝn su tatliⱪ bolidu, Oƣrilap yegǝn nan tǝmlik bolidu!» — dǝp qarⱪiwatidu.
