Proverbs 30
1 The words of Agur the son of Jakeh; the oracle. The man saith unto Ithiel, unto Ithiel and Ucal:
Tɵwǝndikilǝr Yakǝⱨning oƣli Agurƣa wǝⱨiy bilǝn kǝlgǝn sɵzlǝrdur: Bu adǝm Itiyǝlgǝ, yǝni Itiyǝl bilǝn Ukalƣa mundaⱪ sɵzlǝrni degǝn: —
2 Surely I am more brutish than any man, and have not the understanding of a man:
Mǝn dǝrwǝⱪǝ insanlar arisidiki ǝng nadini, ⱨaywanƣa ohxaxturmǝn; Mǝndǝ insan ǝⱪli yoⱪ.
3 And I have not learned wisdom, neither have I the knowledge of the Holy One.
Danaliⱪni ⱨeq ɵgǝnmidim; Əng Pak-Muⱪǝddǝs Bolƣuqi ⱨǝⱪⱪidimu sawatim yoⱪtur.
4 Who hath ascended up into heaven, and descended? who hath gathered the wind in his fists? who hath bound the waters in his garment? who hath established all the ends of the earth? what is his name, and what is his son’s name, if thou knowest?
Kim ǝrxkǝ kɵtürülgǝn, yaki ǝrxtin qüxkǝn? Kim xamalni ⱪollirida tutⱪan? Kim sularni Ɵz toniƣa yɵgǝp ⱪoyƣan? Kim yǝr-zeminning qegralirini bǝlgiligǝn? Uning ismi nemǝ? Uning Oƣlining ismi nemǝ? Bilǝmsǝn-yoⱪ?
5 Every word of God is tried: he is a shield unto them that trust in him.
Tǝngrining ⱨǝrbir sɵzi sinilip ispatlinip kǝlgǝndur; U Ɵzigǝ tayanƣanlarning ⱨǝmmisini ⱪoƣdaydiƣan ⱪalⱪandur.
6 Add thou not unto his words, lest he reprove thee, and thou be found a liar.
Uning sɵzlirigǝ ⱨeq nǝrsǝ ⱪoxma; Undaⱪ ⱪilsang, U seni ǝyiblǝydu, Sening yalƣanqiliⱪing axkarilinidu.
7 Two things have I asked of thee; deny me [them] not before I die:
I [Hudayim], Sǝndin ikki nǝrsini tilǝymǝn; Mǝn ɵlgüqǝ bularni mǝndin ayimiƣaysǝn: —
8 Remove far from me vanity and lies: give me neither poverty nor riches; feed me with the food that is needful for me:
Sahtiliⱪ wǝ yalƣanqiliⱪni mǝndin yiraⱪ ⱪilƣaysǝn; Meni gadaymu ⱪilmay, baymu ⱪilmay, bǝlki eⱨtiyajimƣa layiⱪla riziⱪ bǝrgǝysǝn.
9 Lest I be full, and deny [thee], and say, Who is the LORD? or lest I be poor, and steal, and use profanely the name of my God.
Qünki ziyadǝ toyup kǝtsǝm, Sǝndin yenip: «Pǝrwǝrdigar degǝn kim?» — dǝp ⱪelixim mumkin. Yaki gaday bolup ⱪalsam, oƣriliⱪ ⱪilip, Sǝn Hudayimning namiƣa daƣ kǝltürüxim mumkin.
10 Slander not a servant unto his master, lest he curse thee, and thou be held guilty.
Hojayinining aldida uning ⱪuli üstidin xikayǝt ⱪilma, Bolmisa u seni ⱪarƣap lǝnǝt ⱪilidu, ǝyibkar bolisǝn.
11 There is a generation that curseth their father, and doth not bless their mother.
Ɵz atisini ⱪarƣaydiƣan, Ɵz anisiƣa bǝht tilimǝydiƣan bir dǝwr bar,
12 There is a generation that are pure in their own eyes; and [yet] are not washed from their filthiness.
Ɵzini pak qaƣlaydiƣan, ǝmǝliyǝttǝ mǝynǝtqilikidin ⱨeq yuyulmiƣan bir dǝwr bar,
13 There is a generation, Oh how lofty are their eyes! and their eyelids are lifted up.
Bir dǝwr bar — aⱨ, kibirlikidin nǝziri nemidegǝn üstün, Ⱨakawurluⱪidin ⱨali nemidegǝn qong!
14 There is a generation whose teeth are [as] swords, and their jaw teeth [as] knives, to devour the poor from off the earth, and the needy from among men.
Uning ajizlar wǝ yoⱪsullarni yalmap yutuwetidiƣan qixliri ⱪiliqtǝk, Eziⱪ qixliri piqaⱪtǝk bolƣan bir dǝwr bar!
15 The horseleach hath two daughters, [Crying], Give, give. There are three things that are never satisfied, [yea], four that say not, Enough:
Zülükning ikki ⱪizi bar, ular ⱨǝrdaim: «Bǝrgin, bǝrgin» dǝp towlixar. Ⱨǝrgiz toyunmaydiƣan üq nǝrsǝ bar, ⱨǝrgiz ⱪanaǝtlǝnmǝydiƣan tɵt nǝrsǝ bar, ular bolsimu: —
16 The grave; and the barren womb; the earth that is not satisfied with water; and the fire that saith not, Enough. (Sheol h7585)
Gɵr, tuƣmas hotunning ⱪarni, Suƣa toyunmiƣan ⱪurƣaⱪ Yǝr. Wǝ ⱨǝrgiz «boldi, toydum» demǝydiƣan ottin ibarǝt. (Sheol h7585)
17 The eye that mocketh at his father, and despiseth to obey his mother, the ravens of the valley shall pick it out, and the young eagles shall eat it.
Atisini mǝshirǝ ⱪilidiƣan, Anisini kǝmsitidiƣan kɵzni bolsa, Ⱪaƣa-ⱪuzƣunlar qoⱪular, Bürkütning balilirimu uni yǝr.
18 There be three things which are too wonderful for me, yea, four which I know not:
Mǝn üqün intayin tilsimat üq nǝrsǝ bar; Xundaⱪ, mǝn qüxinǝlmǝydiƣan tɵt ix bar: —
19 The way of an eagle in the air; the way of a serpent upon a rock; the way of a ship in the midst of the sea; and the way of a man with a maid.
Bürkütning asmandiki uqux yoli, Yilanning taxta beƣirlap mangidiƣan yoli, Kemining dengizdiki yoli wǝ yigitning ⱪizƣa axiⱪ boluxtiki yolidur.
20 So is the way of an adulterous woman; she eateth, and wipeth her mouth, and saith, I have done no wickedness.
Zinahor hotunning yolimu xundaⱪtur; U bir nemini yǝp bolup aƣzini sürtiwǝtkǝn kixidǝk: «Mǝn ⱨeqⱪandaⱪ yamanliⱪni ⱪilmidim!» — dǝydu.
21 For three things the earth doth tremble, and for four, [which] it cannot bear:
Yǝr-zemin üq nǝrsǝ astida biaram bolar; U kɵtürǝlmǝydiƣan tɵt ix bar: —
22 For a servant when he is king; and a fool when he is filled with meat;
Padixaⱨ bolƣan ⱪul, Tamaⱪⱪa toyƣan ⱨamaⱪǝt,
23 For an odious woman when she is married; and an handmaid that is heir to her mistress.
Nǝprǝtkǝ patⱪan, ǝrgǝ tǝgkǝn hotun, Ɵz hanimining ornini basⱪan dedǝk.
24 There be four things which are little upon the earth, but they are exceeding wise:
Yǝr yüzidǝ teni kiqik, lekin intayin ǝⱪilliⱪ tɵt hil janiwar bar: —
25 The ants are a people not strong, yet they provide their meat in the summer;
Qɵmülilǝr küqlük hǝlⱪ bolmisimu, biraⱪ yazda ozuⱪ tǝyyarliwelixni bilidu;
26 The conies are but a feeble folk, yet make they their houses in the rocks;
Suƣurlar ɵzi ajiz bir ⱪowm bolsimu, hada taxlarning arisiƣa uwa salidu;
27 The locusts have no king, yet go they forth all of them by bands;
Qekǝtkilǝrning padixaⱨi bolmisimu, lekin ⱪatar tizilip rǝtlik mangidu;
28 The lizard taketh hold with her hands, yet is she in kings’ palaces,
Kǝslǝnqükni ⱪol bilǝn tutuwalƣili bolidu, Lekin han ordilirida yaxaydu.
29 There be three things which are stately in their march, yea, four which are stately in going:
Ⱪǝdǝmliri ⱨǝywǝtlik üq janiwar bar, Kixigǝ zoⱪ berip mangidiƣan tɵt nǝrsǝ bar: —
30 The lion, which is mightiest among beasts, and turneth not away for any;
Ⱨaywanatlar iqidǝ ǝng küqlük, ⱨeq nemidin ⱪorⱪmas xir,
31 The greyhound; the he-goat also; and the king, against whom there is no rising up.
Zilwa bǝygǝ iti, Tekǝ, Wǝ puⱪraliri ⱪollaydiƣan padixaⱨdur.
32 If thou hast done foolishly in lifting up thyself, or if thou hast thought evil, [lay] thine hand upon thy mouth.
Əgǝr sǝn ǝhmǝⱪliⱪ ⱪilip ɵzüngni bǝk yuⱪiri orunƣa ⱪoyuwalƣan bolsang, Wǝ yaki tǝlwǝ bir oyda bolƣan bolsang, Ⱪolung bilǝn aƣzingni yum!
33 For the churning of milk bringeth forth butter, and the wringing of the nose bringeth forth blood: so the forcing of wrath bringeth forth strife.
Kala süti ⱪoqulsa seriⱪ may qiⱪar; Birining burni mijilsa, ⱪan qiⱪar; Adawǝt ⱪozƣap intiⱪam oylisa jedǝl-majira qiⱪar.
