Job 4
1 Then responded Eliphaz the Temanite, and said: —
Temanliⱪ Elifaz jawabǝn mundaⱪ dedi: —
2 If one attempt a word unto thee, wilt thou be impatient? But, to restrain speech, who, can endure?
«Birsi sǝn bilǝn sɵzlǝxmǝkqi bolsa, eƣir alamsǝn? Biraⱪ kim aƣziƣa kǝlgǝn gǝpni yutuwatalaydu?
3 Lo! thou hast admonished many, and, slack hands, hast thou been wont to uphold:
Ⱪara, sǝn kɵp adǝmlǝrgǝ tǝlim-tǝrbiyǝ bǝrgǝn adǝmsǝn, Sǝn jansiz ⱪollarƣa küq bǝrgǝnsǝn,
4 Him that was stumbling, have thy words raised up, and, sinking knees, hast thou strengthened.
Sɵzliring dǝldǝngxip aran mangidiƣanlarni riƣbǝtlǝndürgǝn, Tizliri pükülgǝnlǝrni yɵligǝnsǝn.
5 But, now, it cometh upon thee, and thou despairest, It smiteth even thee, and thou art dismayed.
Biraⱪ ⱨazir nɵwǝt sanga kǝldi, Xuningliⱪ bilǝn ⱨalingdin kǝtting, Balayi’apǝt sanga tegixi bilǝn, Sǝn alaⱪzadǝ bolup kǝtting.
6 Is not, thy reverence, thy confidence? And is not, thy hope, the very integrity of thy ways?
Ihlasmǝnliking tayanqing bolup kǝlmigǝnmu? Yolliringdiki durusluⱪ ümidingning asasi ǝmǝsmidi?
7 Remember, I pray thee, who, being innocent, hath perished, or when, the upright, have been cut off.
Esinggǝ al, kim bigunaⱨ turup wǝyran bolup baⱪⱪan? Duruslarning ⱨayati nǝdǝ üzülüp ⱪalƣan?
8 So far as I have seen, They who plow for iniquity and sow misery, reap the same:
Mǝn kɵrginimdǝk, gunaⱨ bilǝn yǝr aƣdurup awariqilik teriƣanlar, Ohxaxla ⱨosul alidu.
9 By the blast of GOD, they perish, And, by the breath of his nostrils, are they consumed:
Tǝngrining bir nǝpisi bilǝnla ular gumran bolidu, Uning ƣǝzipining partlixi bilǝn ular yoⱪilip ketidu.
10 [Notwithstanding] the roaring of the lion, and the noise of the howling lion, yet, the teeth of the fierce lions, are broken:
Xirning ⱨɵrkirǝxliri, Ⱨǝm ǝxǝddiy xirning awazi [bar bolsimu], Xir arslanlirining qixliri sundurulidu;
11 The strong lion perishing for lack of prey, Even the whelps of the lioness, are scattered.
Batur xir bolsa ow tapalmay yoⱪilixⱪa yüzlinidu, Qixi xirning küqükliri qeqilip ketidu.
12 But, unto me, something was brought by stealth, —and mine ear caught a whispering of the same:
— Mana, manga bir sɵz ƣayibanǝ kǝldi, Ⱪuliⱪimƣa bir xiwirliƣan awaz kirdi,
13 When there were thoughts, from visions of the night, —When deep sleep falleth upon men,
Tün keqidiki ƣayibanǝ kɵrünüxlǝrdin qiⱪⱪan oylarda, Adǝmlǝrni qongⱪur uyⱪu basⱪanda,
14 Dread, came upon me, and trembling, The multitude of my bones, it put in dread:
Ⱪorⱪunq wǝ titrǝkmu meni basti, Sɵngǝk-sɵngǝklirimni titritiwǝtti;
15 Then, a spirit, over my face, floated along, The hair of my flesh bristled-up:
Kɵz aldimdin bir roⱨ ɵtüp kǝtti; Bǝdinimdiki tüklirim ⱨürpiyip kǝtti.
16 It stood still, but I could not distinguish its appearance, I looked, but there was no form before mine eyes, —A whispering voice, I heard: —
U roⱨ ornida midirlimay turdi, biraⱪ turⱪini kɵrǝlmidim; Kɵz aldimda bir gǝwdǝ turuptu; Xiwirliƣan bir awaz anglandi: —
17 Shall, mortal man, be more just than GOD? Or a man be more pure than, his Maker?
«Insan balisi Tǝngridin ⱨǝⱪⱪaniy bolalamdu? Adǝm ɵz Yaratⱪuqisidin pak bolalamdu?
18 Lo! in his own servants, he trusteth not, and, his own messengers, he chargeth with error:
Mana, U Ɵz ⱪulliriƣa ixǝnmigǝn, Ⱨǝtta pǝrixtilirinimu «Nadanliⱪ ⱪilƣan!» dǝp ǝyibligǝn yǝrdǝ,
19 How much more the dwellers in houses of clay, which, in the dust, have their foundation, which are crushed sooner than a moth:
Uli topilardin bolƣan insanlar, Laydin yasalƣan ɵylǝrdǝ turƣuqilar ⱪandaⱪ bolar!? Ular pǝrwanidinmu asanla yanjilidu!
20 Betwixt morning and evening, are they broken in pieces, With none to save, they utterly perish:
Ular tang bilǝn kǝq ariliⱪida kukum-talⱪan bolidu; Ular ⱨeqkim nǝzirigǝ almiƣan ⱨalda mǝnggügǝ yoⱪilidu.
21 Is not their tent-rope within them, torn away? They die, disrobed of wisdom!
Ularning qedir tanisi yulup taxlanƣanƣu? Ular ⱨeq danaliⱪⱪa tehi erixmǝyla ɵlüp ketidu!».
