Job 6
1 Then Job answered,
Ayup jawaben mundaq dédi: —
2 “Oh that my anguish were weighed, and all my calamity laid in the balances!
«Ah, méning derdlik zarlirim tarazida ölchense! Ah, béshimgha chüshken barliq balayi’qaza bular bilen bille tarazilansa!
3 For now it would be heavier than the sand of the seas, therefore my words have been rash.
Shundaq qilinsa u hazir déngizdiki qumdin éghir bolup chiqidu; Shuning üchün sözlirim telwilerche boluwatidu.
4 For the arrows of the Almighty are within me. My spirit drinks up their poison. The terrors of God set themselves in array against me.
Chünki Hemmige Qadirning oqliri manga sanjilip ichimde turuwatidu, Ularning zehirini rohim ichmekte, Tengrining wehimiliri manga qarshi sep tüzüp hujum qiliwatidu.
5 Does the wild donkey bray when he has grass? Or does the ox low over his fodder?
Yawa éshek ot-chöp tapqanda hangramdu? Kala bolsa yem-xeshek üstide möremdu?
6 Can that which has no flavor be eaten without salt? Or is there any taste in the white of an egg?
Tuz bolmisa temsiz nersini yégili bolamdu? Xam tuxumning éqining temi barmu?
7 My soul refuses to touch them. They are as loathsome food to me.
Jénim ulargha tegsimu seskinip kétidu, Ular manga yirginchlik tamaq bolup tuyulidu.
8 “Oh that I might have my request, that God would grant the thing that I long for,
Ah, méning teshna bolghinim kelsidi! Tengri intizarimni ijabet qilsidi!
9 even that it would please God to crush me; that he would let loose his hand, and cut me off!
Ah, Tengri méni yanjip tashlisun! U qolini qoyuwétip jénimni üzüp tashlashqa muwapiq körsidi!
10 Let it still be my consolation, yes, let me exult in pain that doesn’t spare, that I have not denied the words of the Holy One.
Shundaq bolsa, manga teselli bolatti, Hetta rehimsiz aghriqlarda qiynalsammu, shadlinattim; Chünki Muqeddes Bolghuchining sözliridin tanmighan bolattim!
11 What is my strength, that I should wait? What is my end, that I should be patient?
Mende ölümni kütküdek yene qanchilik maghdur qaldi? Méning sewr-taqetlik bolup hayatimni uzartishimning néme netijisi bolar?
12 Is my strength the strength of stones? Or is my flesh of bronze?
Méning küchüm tashtek chingmu? Méning etlirim mistin yasalghanmidi?
13 Isn’t it that I have no help in me, that wisdom is driven away from me?
Özümge yardem bergüdek maghdurum qalmidi emesmu? Herqandaq eqil-tedbir mendin qoghliwétilgen emesmu?
14 “To him who is ready to faint, kindness should be shown from his friend; even to him who forsakes the fear of the Almighty.
Ümidsizlinip kétiwatqan kishige dosti méhribanliq körsetmiki zörürdur; Bolmisa u Hemmige qadirdin qorqushtin waz kéchishi mumkin.
15 My brothers have dealt deceitfully as a brook, as the channel of brooks that pass away;
Biraq buraderlirim waqitliq «aldamchi ériq» süyidek, Manga héligerlik bilen muamile qilmaqta; Ular suliri éqip tügigen ériqqa oxshaydu.
16 which are black by reason of the ice, in which the snow hides itself.
Érigen muz suliri ériqqa kirgende ular qaridap kétidu, Qarlar ularning ichide yoqilip kétidu,
17 In the dry season, they vanish. When it is hot, they are consumed out of their place.
Ular pesilning illishi bilen qurup kétidu; Hawa issip ketkende, izidin yoqilip kétidu.
18 The caravans that travel beside them turn away. They go up into the waste, and perish.
Seperdashlar mangghan yolidin chiqip, ériqqa burulidu; Ular ériqni boylap méngip, chölde ézip ölidu.
19 The caravans of Tema looked. The companies of Sheba waited for them.
Témaliq karwanlarmu ériq izdep mangdi; Shébaliq sodigerlermu ulargha ümid bilen qaridi;
20 They were distressed because they were confident. They came there, and were confounded.
Biraq ular ishen’ginidin ümidsizlinip nomusta qaldi; Ular ashu yerge kélishi bilen parakendichilikke uchridi.
21 For now you are nothing. You see a terror, and are afraid.
Mana siler ulargha oxshash [manga tayini] yoq bolup qaldinglar; Siler qorqunchluq bir wehimini körüpla qorqup kétiwatisiler.
22 Did I ever say, ‘Give to me’? or, ‘Offer a present for me from your substance’?
Men silerge: «Manga béringlar», Yaki: «Manga mal-mülükliringlardin hediye qilinglar?» — dégenni qachan dep baqqan?
23 or, ‘Deliver me from the adversary’s hand’? or, ‘Redeem me from the hand of the oppressors’?
Yaki: «Méni ézitquchining qolidin qutquzunglar!» Yaki «Zorawanlarning qolidin görüge pul bersenglar!» dep baqqanmu?
24 “Teach me, and I will hold my peace. Cause me to understand my error.
Manga ögitip qoyunglar, süküt qilimen; Nede yoldin chiqqanliqimni manga körsitip béringlar.
25 How forcible are words of uprightness! But your reproof, what does it reprove?
Toghra sözler némidégen ötkür-he! Biraq eyibliringlar zadi némini ispatliyalaydu?!
26 Do you intend to reprove words, since the speeches of one who is desperate are as wind?
Ümidsizlen’gen kishining gepliri ötüp kétidighan shamaldek tursa, Peqet sözlernila eyiblimekchimusiler?
27 Yes, you would even cast lots for the fatherless, and make merchandise of your friend.
Siler yétim-yésirlarning üstide chek tashlishisiler! Dost-buradiringlar üstide sodilishisiler!
28 Now therefore be pleased to look at me, for surely I will not lie to your face.
Emdi manga yüz turane qarap béqinglar; Aldinglardila yalghan söz qilalamdim?
29 Please return. Let there be no injustice. Yes, return again. My cause is righteous.
Ötünimen, boldi qilinglar, gunah bolmisun; Rast, qaytidin oylap béqinglar, Chünki özümning toghriliqim [tarazida] turidu.
30 Is there injustice on my tongue? Can’t my taste discern mischievous things?
Tilimda xataliq barmu? Tilim yamanliqni zadi tétiyalmasmu?
