Job 2
1 And there came a certain day when the sons of God entered in, to present themselves unto Yahweh—so the accuser also entered in their midst, to present himself unto Yahweh.
Yǝnǝ bir küni, Hudaning oƣulliri Pǝrwǝrdigarning ⱨuzuriƣa ⱨazir boluxⱪa kǝldi. Xǝytanmu ularning arisiƣa kiriwaldi.
2 And Yahweh said unto the accuser, Whence comest thou? And the accuser answered Yahweh, and said, From going to and fro in the earth, and from wandering about therein.
Pǝrwǝrdigar Xǝytandin: — Nǝdin kǝlding? — dǝp soridi. Xǝytan Pǝrwǝrdigarƣa jawabǝn: — Yǝr yüzini kezip paylap, uyaⱪ-buyaⱪlarni aylinip qɵrgilǝp kǝldim, — dedi.
3 And Yahweh said unto the accuser, Hast thou applied thy heart unto my servant Job, that there is none like him in the earth, a man blameless and upright, one who revereth God, and avoideth evil; and still he is holding fast his integrity, although thou movedst me against him, to swallow him up without cause.
Pǝrwǝrdigar uningƣa: — Mening ⱪulum Ayupⱪa diⱪⱪǝt ⱪilƣansǝn? Yǝr yüzidǝ uningdǝk mukǝmmǝl, durus, Hudadin ⱪorⱪidiƣan ⱨǝm yamanliⱪtin yiraⱪ turidiƣan adǝm yoⱪ. Mǝyli sǝn Meni uni bikardin-bikar yutuwetixkǝ dǝwǝt ⱪilƣan bolsangmu, u yǝnila sadaⱪǝtlikidǝ qing turuwatidu, — dedi.
4 Then the accuser answered Yahweh, and said, Skin for skin, and so, all that a man hath, will he give for his life.
Xǝytan Pǝrwǝrdigarƣa jawabǝn: — Ⱨǝr adǝm ɵz jenini dǝp terisini berixkimu razi bolidu, ⱨǝtta ⱨǝmmǝ nemisinimu berixkǝ tǝyyardur;
5 In very deed, put forth, I pray thee thy hand, and smite unto his bone, and unto his flesh, —verily, unto thy face, will he curse thee.
Biraⱪ Sǝn ⱨazir ⱪolungni sozup uning sɵngǝk-ǝtlirigǝ tǝgsǝng, u Sǝndin yüz ɵrüp tillimisa [Xǝytan bolmay ketǝy]! — dedi.
6 And Yahweh said unto the accuser, Behold him! in thy hand, —only, his life, preserve thou!
Pǝrwǝrdigar Xǝytanƣa: — Mana, u ⱨazir sening ⱪolungda turuwatidu! Biraⱪ uning jeniƣa tǝgmǝ! — dedi.
7 So the accuser went forth from the presence of Yahweh, —and smote Job with a sore boil, from the sole of his foot, unto his crown.
Xundaⱪ ⱪilip Xǝytan Pǝrwǝrdigarning ⱨuzuridin qiⱪip, Ayupning bǝdinini tapinidin bexiƣiqǝ intayin azabliⱪ ⱨürrǝk-ⱨürrǝk yarilar bilǝn toxⱪuziwǝtti.
8 And he took him a potsherd, to scrape himself therewith; he being seated in the midst of ashes.
Ayup bolsa bǝdinini tatilax-ƣirdax üqün bir sapal parqisini ⱪoliƣa elip, küllükkǝ kirip olturdi.
9 Then said his wife unto him, Art thou still holding fast thine integrity? Curse God, and die!
Ayali uningƣa: — Əjǝba sǝn tehiqǝ ɵz sadaⱪǝtlikingdǝ qing turuwatamsǝn? Hudani ⱪarƣa, ɵlüpla tügǝx! — dedi.
10 And he said unto her, As one of the base women speaketh, speakest thou? Blessing, shall we accept from God, and, misfortune, shall we not accept? In all this, Job sinned not with his lips.
Lekin Ayup uningƣa: — Sǝn ⱨamaⱪǝt ayallardǝk gǝp ⱪiliwatisǝn. Biz Hudaning yahxiliⱪini ⱪobul ⱪilƣanikǝnmiz, ǝjǝba uningdin kǝlgǝn külpǝtnimu ⱪobul ⱪiliximiz kerǝk ǝmǝsmu? — dedi. Ixlarda Ayup eƣizda ⱨeqⱪandaⱪ gunaⱨ ɵtküzmidi.
11 Now when the three friends of Job heard of all this misfortune which had befallen him, —they came, every man from his own place, Eliphaz the Temanite, and Bildad the Shuhite, and Zophar the Naamathite, —for they had by appointment met together to come to shew sympathy with him, and to comfort him.
Ayupning dostliridin üqǝylǝn uningƣa qüxkǝn külpǝttin hǝwǝrdar boldi. Ular, yǝni Temanliⱪ Elifaz, Xuhaliⱪ Bildad wǝ Naamatliⱪ Zofar degǝn kixilǝr bolup, ɵz yurtliridin qiⱪip, Ayupⱪa ⱨesdaxliⱪ bildürüx ⱨǝm tǝsǝlli berix üqün uning yeniƣa berixⱪa billǝ kelixkǝnidi.
12 And, when they lifted up their eyes afar off, and knew him not, they lifted up their voice, and wept—and rent, every one his robe, and sprinkled dust upon their heads, toward the heavens.
Ular kelip yiraⱪtinla uningƣa ⱪariwidi, uni toniyalmay ⱪaldi-dǝ, awazlirini kɵtürüp yiƣlap taxlidi. Ⱨǝrbiri ɵz tonlirini yirtiwetip, topa-qanglarni asmanƣa etip ɵz baxliriƣa qeqixti.
13 And they sat with him upon the ground, seven days and seven nights, —and none was speaking unto him a word, for they saw that, exceeding great, was the stinging pain.
Ular uning bilǝn billǝ daⱪ yǝrdǝ yǝttǝ keqǝ-kündüz olturdi, uningƣa ⱨeqkim gǝp ⱪilmidi; qünki ular uning dǝrd-ǝlimining intayin azabliⱪ ikǝnlikini kɵrüp yǝtkǝnidi.
