Job 20
1 And Zophar the Naamathite answereth and saith: —
Andin Naamatliⱪ Zofar jawabǝn mundaⱪ dedi: —
2 Therefore my thoughts cause me to answer, And because of my sensations in me.
«Meni biaram ⱪilƣan hiyallar jawab berixkǝ ündǝwatidu, Qünki ⱪǝlbim biaramliⱪta ɵrtǝnmǝktǝ.
3 The chastisement of my shame I hear, And the spirit of mine understanding Doth cause me to answer:
Mǝn manga ⱨaⱪarǝt kǝltürüp, meni ǝyiblǝydiƣan sɵzlǝrni anglidim, Xunga mening roⱨ-zeⱨnim meni jawab berixkǝ ⱪistidi.
4 This hast thou known from antiquity? Since the placing of man on earth?
Sǝn xuni bilmǝmsǝnki, Yǝr yüzidǝ Adǝm’atimiz apiridǝ bolƣandin beri,
5 That the singing of the wicked [is] short, And the joy of the profane for a moment,
Rǝzillǝrning ƣalibǝ tǝntǝnisi ⱪisⱪidur, Iplaslarning huxalliⱪi birdǝmliktur.
6 Though his excellency go up to the heavens, And his head against a cloud he strike —
Undaⱪ kixining xan-xǝripi asmanƣa yǝtkǝn bolsimu, Bexi bulutlarƣa taⱪaxsimu,
7 As his own dung for ever he doth perish, His beholders say: 'Where [is] he?'
Yǝnila ɵzining poⱪidǝk yoⱪap ketidu; Uni kɵrgǝnlǝr: «U nǝdidur?» dǝydu.
8 As a dream he fleeth, and they find him not, And he is driven away as a vision of the night,
U qüxtǝk uqup ketidu, Ⱪayta tapⱪili bolmaydu; Keqidiki ƣayibanǝ alamǝttǝk u ⱨǝydiwetilidu.
9 The eye hath not seen him, and addeth not. And not again doth his place behold him.
Uni kɵrgǝn kɵz ikkinqi uni kɵrmǝydu, Uning turƣan jayi uni ⱪayta uqratmaydu.
10 His sons do the poor oppress, And his hands give back his wealth.
Uning oƣulliri miskinlǝrgǝ xǝpⱪǝt ⱪilixⱪa mǝjburlinidu; Xuningdǝk u ⱨǝtta ɵz ⱪoli bilǝn bayliⱪlirini ⱪayturup beridu.
11 His bones have been full of his youth, And with him on the dust it lieth down.
Uning ustihanliri yaxliⱪ maƣduriƣa tolƣan bolsimu, Biraⱪ [uning maƣduri] uning bilǝn billǝ topa-qangda yetip ⱪalidu.
12 Though he doth sweeten evil in his mouth, Doth hide it under his tongue,
Gǝrqǝ rǝzillik uning aƣzida tatliⱪ tetiƣan bolsimu, U uni til astiƣa yoxurƣan bolsimu,
13 Hath pity on it, and doth not forsake it, And keep it back in the midst of his palate,
U uni yutⱪusi kǝlmǝy meⱨrini üzǝlmisimu, U uni aƣzida ⱪaldursimu,
14 His food in his bowels is turned, The bitterness of asps [is] in his heart.
Biraⱪ uning ⱪarnidiki tamiⱪi ɵzgirip, Kobra yilanning zǝⱨǝrigǝ aylinidu.
15 Wealth he hath swallowed, and doth vomit it. From his belly God driveth it out.
U bayliⱪlarni yutuwetidu, biraⱪ ularni yanduridu; Huda ularni axⱪazinidin qiⱪiriwetidu.
16 Gall of asps he sucketh, Slay him doth the tongue of a viper.
U kobra yilanning zǝⱨǝrini xoraydu, Qar yilanning nǝxtiri uni ɵltüridu.
17 He looketh not on rivulets, Flowing of brooks of honey and butter.
U ⱪaytidin eriⱪ-ɵstǝnglǝrgǝ ⱨǝwǝs bilǝn ⱪariyalmaydu, Bal wǝ seriⱪ may bilǝn aⱪidiƣan dǝryalardin ⱨuzurlinalmaydu.
18 He is giving back [what] he laboured for, And doth not consume [it]; As a bulwark [is] his exchange, and he exults not.
U erixkǝnni yutalmay ⱪayturidu, Tijarǝt ⱪilƣan paydisidin u ⱨeq ⱨuzurlinalmaydu.
19 For he oppressed — he forsook the poor, A house he hath taken violently away, And he doth not build it.
Qünki u miskinlǝrni ezip, ularni taxliwǝtkǝn; U ɵzi salmiƣan ɵyni igiliwalƣan.
20 For he hath not known ease in his belly. With his desirable thing he delivereth not himself.
U aqkɵzlüktin ǝsla zerikmǝydu, U arzuliƣan nǝrsiliridin ⱨeqⱪaysisini saⱪlap ⱪalalmaydu.
21 There is not a remnant to his food, Therefore his good doth not stay.
Uningƣa yutuwalƣudǝk ⱨeqnǝrsǝ ⱪalmaydu, Xunga uning bayaxatliⱪi mǝnggülük bolmaydu.
22 In the fulness of his sufficiency he is straitened. Every perverse hand doth meet him.
Uning toⱪⱪuzi tǝl bolƣanda, tuyuⱪsiz ⱪisilqiliⱪⱪa uqraydu; Ⱨǝrbir ezilgüqining ⱪoli uningƣa ⱪarxi qiⱪidu.
23 It cometh to pass, at the filling of his belly, He sendeth forth against him The fierceness of His anger, Yea, He raineth on him in his eating.
U ⱪorsiⱪini toyƣuziwatⱪinida, Huda dǝⱨxǝtlik ƣǝzipini uningƣa qüxüridu; U ƣizaliniwatⱪanda [ƣǝzipini] uning üstigǝ yaƣduridu.
24 He fleeth from an iron weapon, Pass through him doth a bow of brass.
U tɵmür ⱪoraldin ⱪeqip ⱪutulsimu, Biraⱪ mis oⱪya uni sanjiydu.
25 One hath drawn, And it cometh out from the body, And a glittering weapon from his gall proceedeth. On him [are] terrors.
Tǝgkǝn oⱪ kǝynidin tartip qiⱪiriwelginidǝ, Yaltiraⱪ oⱪ uqi ɵttin qiⱪiriwelginidǝ, Wǝⱨimilǝr uni basidu.
26 All darkness is hid for his treasures, Consume him doth a fire not blown, Broken is the remnant in his tent.
Zulmǝt ⱪarangƣuluⱪ uning bayliⱪlirini yutuwetixkǝ tǝyyar turidu, Insan püwlimigǝn ot uni yutuwalidu, Uning qedirida ⱪelip ⱪalƣanlirinimu yutuwetidu.
27 Reveal do the heavens his iniquity, And earth is raising itself against him.
Asmanlar uning ⱪǝbiⱨlikini axkarilaydu; Yǝr-zeminmu uningƣa ⱪarxi ⱪozƣilidu.
28 Remove doth the increase of his house, Poured forth in a day of His anger.
Uning mal-dunyasi elip ketilidu, [Hudaning] ƣǝzǝplik künidǝ kǝlkün ulƣiyip ɵy-bisatini ƣulitidu.
29 This [is] the portion of a wicked man from God. And an inheritance appointed him by God.
Hudaning rǝzil adǝmgǝ bǝlgiligǝn nesiwisi mana xundaⱪtur, Bu Huda uningƣa bekitkǝn mirastur».
