Ayup 16
1 Andin Ayup jawaben mundaq dédi: —
But Job answered and said:
2 Men mushundaq geplerni köp anglighanmen; Siler hemminglar azab yetküzidighan ajayib teselli bergüchi ikensiler-he!
Of such things as these I have heard enough! Miserable comforters are ye all!
3 Mundaq watildap qilghan gepliringlarning chéki barmu? Silerge mundaq jawab bérishke zadi néme qutratquluq qildi?
Will there ever be an end to words of wind? What stirreth thee up, that thou answerest?
4 Xalisamla özüm silerge oxshash söz qilalayttim; Siler méning ornumda bolidighan bolsanglar, Menmu sözlerni baghlashturup éytip, silerge zerbe qilalaytim, Béshimnimu silerge qaritip chayqiyalayttim!
I also might speak like you, If ye were now in my place; I might string together words against you, And shake my head at you.
5 Halbuki, men eksiche aghzim bilen silerni righbetlendürettim, Lewlirimning tesellisi silerge dora-derman bolatti.
I would strengthen you with my mouth, And the consolation of my lips should sustain you.
6 Lékin méning sözlishim bilen azabim azaymaydu; Yaki gépimni ichimge yutuwalisammu, manga néme aramchiliq bolsun?
If I speak, my grief is not assuaged; And if I forbear, it doth not leave me.
7 Biraq U méni halsizlandürüwetti; Shundaq, Sen pütkül ailemni weyran qiliwetting!
For now He hath quite exhausted me; Thou hast desolated all my house!
8 Sen méni qamalliding! Shuning bilen [ehwalim manga] guwahliq qilmaqta; Méning oruq-qaqshal [bedinim] ornidin turup özümni eyiblep guwahliq qilidu!
Thou hast seized hold of me, and this is a witness against me; My leanness riseth up and testifieth against me to my face.
9 Uning ghezipi méni titma qilip, Méni ow oljisi qilidu; U manga qarap chishini ghuchurlitidu; Méning düshminimdek közini alayitip manga tikidu.
His anger teareth my flesh, and pursueth me; He gnasheth upon me with his teeth; My adversary sharpeneth his eyes upon me.
10 [Ademler] manga qarap [mazaq qiliship] aghzini achidu; Ular nepret bilen mengzimge kachatlaydu; Manga hujum qilay dep sep tüzidu.
They gape for me with their mouths; In scorn they smite me on the cheek; With one consent they assemble against me.
11 Xuda méni eskilerge tapshurghan; Méni rezillerning qoligha tashliwetkeniken.
God hath given me a prey to the unrighteous, And delivered me into the hands of the wicked.
12 Eslide men tinch-amanliqta turattim, biraq u méni pachaqlidi; U boynumdin silkip bitchit qiliwetti, Méni Öz nishani qilghaniken.
I was at ease, but he hath crushed me; He hath seized me by the neck, and dashed me in pieces; He hath set me up for his mark.
13 Uning oqyachiliri méni qapsiwaldi; Héch ayimay U üchey-baghrimni yirtip, Ötümni yerge töküwetti.
His archers encompass me around; He pierceth my reins, and doth not spare; He poureth out my gall upon the ground.
14 U u yer-bu yérimge üsti-üstilep zexim qilip bösüp kiridu; U palwandek manga qarap étilidu.
He breaketh me with breach upon breach; He rusheth upon me like a warrior.
15 Téremning üstige böz rext tikip qoydum; Öz izzet-hörmitimni topa-changgha sélip qoydum.
I have sewed sackcloth upon my skin, And thrust my horn into the dust.
16 Gerche qolumda héchqandaq zorawanliq bolmisimu, Duayim chin dilimdin bolghan bolsimu, Yüzüm yigha-zaridin qizirip ketti; Qapaqlirimni ölüm sayisi basti.
My face is red with weeping, And upon my eyelids is deathlike darkness.
Yet is there no injustice in my bands. And my prayer hath been pure.
18 Ah, yer-zémin, qénimni yapmighin! Nale-peryadim toxtaydighan’gha jay bolmighay!
O earth! cover not thou my blood, And let there be no hiding-place for my cry!
19 Biraq mana, asmanlarda hazirmu manga shahit Bolghuchi bar! Ershlerde manga kapalet Bolghuchi bar!
Yet even now, behold, my witness is in heaven, And he who knoweth me is on high.
20 Öz dostlirim méni mazaq qilghini bilen, Biraq közüm téxiche Tengrige yash tökmekte.
My friends have me in derision, But my eye poureth out tears unto God.
21 Ah, insan balisi dosti üchün kélishtürgüchi bolghandek, Tengri bilen adem otturisidimu kélishtürgüchi bolsidi!
O that one might contend for a man with God, As a man contendeth with his neighbor!
22 Chünki yene birnechche yil ötüshi bilenla, Men barsa qaytmas yolda méngip qalimen.
For when a few years shall have passed, I shall go the way whence I shall not return.
