Job 24
1 “Why aren’t times laid up by the Almighty? Why don’t those who know him see his days?
— Nemixⱪa Ⱨǝmmigǝ Ⱪadir [soraⱪ] künlirini bekitmǝydu? Nemixⱪa Uni tonuƣanlar Uning xu künlirini bikardin-bikar kütidu?
2 There are people who remove the landmarks. They violently take away flocks, and feed them.
Mana, adǝmlǝr pasil ⱪilinƣan taxlarni yɵtkiwetidu; Ular zorawanliⱪ bilǝn baxⱪilarning padilirini bulap-talap ɵzliri [oquⱪ-axkara] baⱪidu;
3 They drive away the donkey of the fatherless, and they take the widow’s ox for a pledge.
Ular yetim-yesirlarning exikini bulap ⱨǝydǝp ketidu; Ular tul hotunning kalisini kepillik üqün eliwalidu.
4 They turn the needy out of the way. The poor of the earth all hide themselves.
Ular miskinlǝrni yoldin neri ittiriwetidu; Xuning bilǝn zemindiki ezilgǝnlǝrning ⱨǝmmisi mɵküxüwalidu.
5 Behold, as wild donkeys in the desert, they go out to their work, seeking diligently for food. The wilderness yields them bread for their children.
Mana, ular dǝxt-bayawanlardiki yawayi exǝklǝrdǝk, Tang sǝⱨǝrdǝ olja izdǝx «hizmiti»gǝ qiⱪidu; Janggal ular wǝ ularning baliliri üqün yemǝklik tǝminlǝydu.
6 They cut their food in the field. They glean the vineyard of the wicked.
Ular yamanning [kaliliri] üqün dalada ot-qɵp oridu, Uning üqün axⱪan-taxⱪan üzümlirini teriydu;
7 They lie all night naked without clothing, and have no covering in the cold.
Ular keqini kiyimsiz yalang ɵtküzidu, Soƣuⱪta bolsa yepinƣudǝk kiyimi yoⱪtur.
8 They are wet with the showers of the mountains, and embrace the rock for lack of a shelter.
Ular taƣⱪa yaƣⱪan yamƣurlar bilǝn süzmǝ bolup ketidu, Panaⱨsizliⱪidin taxni ⱪuqaⱪlixidu.
9 There are those who pluck the fatherless from the breast, and take a pledge of the poor,
Adǝmlǝr atisiz balilarni ǝmqǝktin bulap ketidu, Ular miskinlǝrdin [bowaⱪlarni] kepillikkǝ alidu.
10 so that they go around naked without clothing. Being hungry, they carry the sheaves.
[Miskinlǝr bolsa] kiyimsiz, yeling ɵtidu, Baxⱪilar üqün buƣday baƣlirini kɵtürsimu, yǝnila aq ⱪalidu;
11 They make oil within the walls of these men. They tread wine presses, and suffer thirst.
Ular baxⱪilarning ɵyidǝ zǝytunlarni qǝylǝp yaƣ qiⱪarƣan bolsimu, Ⱨoylilirida xarab kɵlqikini qǝyligǝn bolsimu, Yǝnila ussuzluⱪta ⱪalidu.
12 From out of the populous city, men groan. The soul of the wounded cries out, yet God doesn’t regard the folly.
Xǝⱨǝrdin adǝmlǝrning aⱨ-zarliri qiⱪip turidu, Ⱪiliq yegǝnlǝrning janliri nalǝ-pǝryad kɵtüridu; Biraⱪ Tǝngri ⱨeqkimning iplasliⱪini ǝyiblimǝydu.
13 “These are of those who rebel against the light. They don’t know its ways, nor stay in its paths.
— Nurƣa ⱪarxi isyan kɵtüridiƣanlarmu bar; Ular nurning yollirini bilmǝydu, Uning tǝriⱪiliridǝ turmaydu.
14 The murderer rises with the light. He kills the poor and needy. In the night he is like a thief.
Ⱪatil tang nuri kelixi bilǝn ornidin turup, Kǝmbǝƣǝllǝr wǝ miskinlǝrni ɵltüridu; Keqidǝ u oƣridǝk yüridu.
15 The eye also of the adulterer waits for the twilight, saying, ‘No eye will see me.’ He disguises his face.
Zinahormu «Meni ⱨeq kɵz kɵrmǝydu» dǝp zawal waⱪtini kütidu, Baxⱪilar meni tonumisun dǝp ayalning qümbilini yüzigǝ tartiwalidu.
16 In the dark they dig through houses. They shut themselves up in the daytime. They don’t know the light.
Ⱪarangƣuluⱪta [oƣrilar] ɵyning tamlirini kolap texidu; Kündüzdǝ ular ɵzlirini ɵz ɵyigǝ ⱪamap ⱪoyidu; Ular nurni tonumaydu.
17 For the morning is to all of them like thick darkness, for they know the terrors of the thick darkness.
Ular üqün tang sǝⱨǝr ɵlüm sayisidǝk tuyulidu; Ular ⱪap-ⱪarangƣuluⱪning wǝⱨimilirini dost tutidu.
18 “They are foam on the surface of the waters. Their portion is cursed in the earth. They don’t turn into the way of the vineyards.
Ular sularning yüzidiki kɵpüklǝrdǝk yoⱪap kǝtsun! Ularning yǝr-zemindiki nesiwisi lǝnǝt ⱪilinƣanki, Xunga ulardin ⱨeqkim üzümzarliⱪⱪa yǝnǝ mangmisun!
Ⱪurƣaⱪqiliⱪ ⱨǝm tomuz issiⱪ ⱪar sulirinimu yǝp tügitidu; Tǝⱨtisaramu ohxaxla gunaⱨ ⱪilƣanlarni yǝp tügǝtsun! (Sheol h7585)
20 The womb will forget him. The worm will feed sweetly on him. He will be no more remembered. Unrighteousness will be broken as a tree.
Uni, tuƣⱪan anisimu untusun! Ⱪurt xɵlgǝylirini eⱪitip uni yesun! Əskǝ ⱨeq elinmisun! Xuning bilǝn ⱨǝⱪⱪaniysizliⱪ dǝrǝhtǝk kesilsun!
21 He devours the barren who don’t bear. He shows no kindness to the widow.
U balisi yoⱪ tuƣmaslardin olja alidu, U tul hotunlarƣimu ⱨeq xǝpⱪǝt kɵrsǝtmǝydu.
22 Yet God preserves the mighty by his power. He rises up who has no assurance of life.
Biraⱪ [Huda] Ɵz ⱪudriti bilǝn mundaⱪ küq-ⱨoⱪuⱪi barlarning [künini] uzartidu; Ular ⱨǝtta ⱨayatidin ümidsizlǝnsimu ⱪaytidin ornidin turidu.
23 God gives them security, and they rest in it. His eyes are on their ways.
[Huda] yǝnila ularni amanliⱪta muⱪimlaxturidu, Xunga ular hatirjǝm bolidu; U ularning yollirini kɵzdǝ tutⱪan ǝmǝsmu?
24 They are exalted; yet a little while, and they are gone. Yes, they are brought low, they are taken out of the way as all others, and are cut off as the tops of the ears of grain.
Ularning mǝrtiwisi birdǝmlik ɵstürülidu, Andin ular yoⱪ bolidu; Ular ongda ⱪaldurulidu, andin baxⱪa adǝmlǝrgǝ ohxaxla yiƣip elip ketilidu; Ular pǝⱪǝtla pixⱪan sǝrhil buƣday baxaⱪliridǝk kesilip ketidu.
25 If it isn’t so now, who will prove me a liar, and make my speech worth nothing?”
Bu ixlar mundaⱪ bolmisa, ⱪeni kim meni yalƣanqi dǝp ispatliyalaydu. Mening gǝplirimni kim ⱪuruⱪ gǝp deyǝlǝydu?».
