Job 6
1 Then Job answered and said:
Ayup jawabǝn mundaⱪ dedi: —
2 O that my grief were weighed thoroughly! That my calamities were put together in the balance!
«Aⱨ, mening dǝrdlik zarlirim tarazida ɵlqǝnsǝ! Aⱨ, beximƣa qüxkǝn barliⱪ bala-ⱪaza bular bilǝn billǝ tarazilansa!
3 Surely they would be heavier than the sand of the sea; On this account were my words rash.
Xundaⱪ ⱪilinsa u ⱨazir dengizdiki ⱪumdin eƣir bolup qiⱪidu; Xuning üqün sɵzlirim tǝlwilǝrqǝ boluwatidu.
4 For the arrows of the Almighty have pierced me; Their poison drinketh up my spirit; The terrors of God set themselves in array against me.
Qünki Ⱨǝmmigǝ Ⱪadirning oⱪliri manga sanjilip iqimdǝ turuwatidu, Ularning zǝⱨirini roⱨim iqmǝktǝ, Tǝngrining wǝⱨimiliri manga ⱪarxi sǝp tüzüp ⱨujum ⱪiliwatidu.
5 Doth the wild ass bray in the midst of grass? Or loweth the ox over his fodder?
Yawa exǝk ot-qɵp tapⱪanda ⱨangramdu? Kala bolsa yǝm-hǝxǝk üstidǝ mɵrǝmdu?
6 Can that which is unsavory be eaten without salt? Is there any taste in the white of an egg?
Tuz bolmisa tǝmsiz nǝrsini yegili bolamdu? Ham tuhumning eⱪining tǝmi barmu?
7 That which my soul abhorreth to touch Hath become my loathsome food.
Jenim ularƣa tǝgsimu sǝskinip ketidu, Ular manga yirginqlik tamaⱪ bolup tuyulidu.
8 O that I might have my request, And that God would grant me that which I long for!
Aⱨ, mening tǝxna bolƣinim kǝlsidi! Tǝngri intizarimni ijabǝt ⱪilsidi!
9 That it would please God to destroy me; That he would let loose his hand, and make an end of me!
Aⱨ, Tǝngri meni yanjip taxlisun! U ⱪolini ⱪoyuwetip jenimni üzüp taxlaxⱪa muwapiⱪ kɵrsidi!
10 Yet it should still be my consolation, Yea, in unsparing anguish I would exult, That I have not denied the commands of the Holy One.
Xundaⱪ bolsa, manga tǝsǝlli bolatti, Ⱨǝtta rǝⱨimsiz aƣriⱪlarda ⱪiynalsammu, xadlinattim; Qünki Muⱪǝddǝs Bolƣuqining sɵzliridin tanmiƣan bolattim!
11 What is my strength, that I should hope? And what mine end, that I should be patient?
Mǝndǝ ɵlümni kütküdǝk yǝnǝ ⱪanqilik maƣdur ⱪaldi? Mening sǝwr-taⱪǝtlik bolup ⱨayatimni uzartiximning nemǝ nǝtijisi bolar?
12 Is my strength the strength of stones? Or is my flesh brass?
Mening küqüm taxtǝk qingmu? Mening ǝtlirim mistin yasalƣanmidi?
13 Alas, there is no help within me! Deliverance is driven from me!
Ɵzümgǝ yardǝm bǝrgüdǝk maƣdurum ⱪalmidi ǝmǝsmu? Ⱨǝrⱪandaⱪ ǝⱪil-tǝdbir mǝndin ⱪoƣliwetilgǝn ǝmǝsmu?
14 To the afflicted, kindness should be shown by a friend; Else he casteth off the fear of the Almighty.
Ümidsizlinip ketiwatⱪan kixigǝ dosti meⱨribanliⱪ kɵrsǝtmiki zɵrürdur; Bolmisa u Ⱨǝmmigǝ ⱪadirdin ⱪorⱪuxtin waz keqixi mumkin.
15 But my brethren are faithless like a brook; Like streams of the valley that pass away;
Biraⱪ buradǝrlirim waⱪitliⱪ «aldamqi eriⱪ» süyidǝk, Manga ⱨeligǝrlik bilǝn muamilǝ ⱪilmaⱪta; Ular suliri eⱪip tügigǝn eriⱪⱪa ohxaydu.
16 Which are turbid by reason of the ice, And the snow, which hideth itself in them.
Erigǝn muz suliri eriⱪⱪa kirgǝndǝ ular ⱪaridap ketidu, Ⱪarlar ularning iqidǝ yoⱪilip ketidu,
17 As soon as they flow forth, they vanish; When the heat cometh, they are dried up from their place.
Ular pǝsilning illixi bilǝn ⱪurup ketidu; Ⱨawa issip kǝtkǝndǝ, izidin yoⱪilip ketidu.
18 The caravans turn aside to them on their way; They go up into the desert, and perish.
Sǝpǝrdaxlar mangƣan yolidin qiⱪip, eriⱪⱪa burulidu; Ular eriⱪni boylap mengip, qɵldǝ ezip ɵlidu.
19 The caravans of Tema look for them; The companies of Sheba expect to see them;
Temaliⱪ karwanlarmu eriⱪ izdǝp mangdi; Xebaliⱪ sodigǝrlǝrmu ularƣa ümid bilǝn ⱪaridi;
20 They are ashamed that they have relied on them; They come to their place, and are confounded.
Biraⱪ ular ixǝnginidin ümidsizlinip nomusta ⱪaldi; Ular axu yǝrgǝ kelixi bilǝn parakǝndiqilikkǝ uqridi.
21 So ye also are nothing; Ye see a terror, and shrink back.
Mana silǝr ularƣa ohxax [manga tayini] yoⱪ bolup ⱪaldinglar; Silǝr ⱪorⱪunqluⱪ bir wǝⱨimini kɵrüpla ⱪorⱪup ketiwatisilǝr.
22 Have I said, Bring me gifts? Or, Give a present for me out of your substance?
Mǝn silǝrgǝ: «Manga beringlar», Yaki: «Manga mal-mülükliringlardin ⱨǝdiyǝ ⱪilinglar?» — degǝnni ⱪaqan dǝp baⱪⱪan?
23 Or, Deliver me from the enemy's hand? Or, Rescue me from the hand of the violent?
Yaki: «Meni ezitⱪuqining ⱪolidin ⱪutⱪuzunglar!» Yaki «Zorawanlarning ⱪolidin gɵrügǝ pul bǝrsǝnglar!» dǝp baⱪⱪanmu?
24 Convince me, and I will hold my peace; Cause me to understand wherein I have erred.
Manga ɵgitip ⱪoyunglar, süküt ⱪilimǝn; Nǝdǝ yoldin qiⱪⱪanliⱪimni manga kɵrsitip beringlar.
25 How powerful are the words of truth! But what do your reproaches prove?
Toƣra sɵzlǝr nemidegǝn ɵtkür-ⱨǝ! Biraⱪ ǝyibliringlar zadi nemini ispatliyalaydu?!
26 Do ye mean to censure words? The words of a man in despair are but wind.
Ümidsizlǝngǝn kixining gǝpliri ɵtüp ketidiƣan xamaldǝk tursa, Pǝⱪǝt sɵzlǝrnila ǝyiblimǝkqimusilǝr?
27 Truly ye spread a net for the fatherless; Ye dig a pit for your friend.
Silǝr yetim-yesirlarning üstidǝ qǝk taxlixisilǝr! Dost-buradiringlar üstidǝ sodilixisilǝr!
28 Look now upon me, I pray you; For to your very face can I speak falsehood?
Əmdi manga yüz turanǝ ⱪarap beⱪinglar; Aldinglardila yalƣan sɵz ⱪilalamdim?
29 Return, I pray, and let there be no unfairness; Yea, return; —still is my cause righteous.
Ɵtünimǝn, boldi ⱪilinglar, gunaⱨ bolmisun; Rast, ⱪaytidin oylap beⱪinglar, Qünki ɵzümning toƣriliⱪim [tarazida] turidu.
30 Is there iniquity on my tongue? Cannot my taste discern what is sinful?
Tilimda hataliⱪ barmu? Tilim yamanliⱪni zadi tetiyalmasmu?
