Ayup 16
1 Andin Ayup jawaben mundaq dédi: —
And Job answereth and saith: —
2 Men mushundaq geplerni köp anglighanmen; Siler hemminglar azab yetküzidighan ajayib teselli bergüchi ikensiler-he!
I have heard many such things, Miserable comforters [are] ye all.
3 Mundaq watildap qilghan gepliringlarning chéki barmu? Silerge mundaq jawab bérishke zadi néme qutratquluq qildi?
Is there an end to words of wind? Or what doth embolden thee 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, like you, might speak, If your soul were in my soul's stead. I might join against you with words, And nod at you with my head.
5 Halbuki, men eksiche aghzim bilen silerni righbetlendürettim, Lewlirimning tesellisi silerge dora-derman bolatti.
I might harden you with my mouth, And the moving of my lips might be sparing.
6 Lékin méning sözlishim bilen azabim azaymaydu; Yaki gépimni ichimge yutuwalisammu, manga néme aramchiliq bolsun?
If I speak, my pain is not restrained, And I cease — what goeth from me?
7 Biraq U méni halsizlandürüwetti; Shundaq, Sen pütkül ailemni weyran qiliwetting!
Only, now, it hath wearied me; Thou hast desolated all my company,
8 Sen méni qamalliding! Shuning bilen [ehwalim manga] guwahliq qilmaqta; Méning oruq-qaqshal [bedinim] ornidin turup özümni eyiblep guwahliq qilidu!
And Thou dost loathe me, For a witness it hath been, And rise up against me doth my failure, In my face it testifieth.
9 Uning ghezipi méni titma qilip, Méni ow oljisi qilidu; U manga qarap chishini ghuchurlitidu; Méning düshminimdek közini alayitip manga tikidu.
His anger hath torn, and he hateth me, He hath gnashed at me with his teeth, My adversary sharpeneth his eyes for me.
10 [Ademler] manga qarap [mazaq qiliship] aghzini achidu; Ular nepret bilen mengzimge kachatlaydu; Manga hujum qilay dep sep tüzidu.
They have gaped on me with their mouth, In reproach they have smitten my cheeks, Together against me they set themselves.
11 Xuda méni eskilerge tapshurghan; Méni rezillerning qoligha tashliwetkeniken.
God shutteth me up unto the perverse, And to the hands of the wicked turneth me over.
12 Eslide men tinch-amanliqta turattim, biraq u méni pachaqlidi; U boynumdin silkip bitchit qiliwetti, Méni Öz nishani qilghaniken.
At ease I have been, and he breaketh me, And he hath laid hold on my neck, And he breaketh me in pieces, And he raiseth me to him for a mark.
13 Uning oqyachiliri méni qapsiwaldi; Héch ayimay U üchey-baghrimni yirtip, Ötümni yerge töküwetti.
Go round against me do his archers. He splitteth my reins, and spareth not, He poureth out to the earth my gall.
14 U u yer-bu yérimge üsti-üstilep zexim qilip bösüp kiridu; U palwandek manga qarap étilidu.
He breaketh me — breach upon breach, He runneth upon me as a mighty one.
15 Téremning üstige böz rext tikip qoydum; Öz izzet-hörmitimni topa-changgha sélip qoydum.
Sackcloth I have sewed on my skin, And have rolled in the dust my horn.
16 Gerche qolumda héchqandaq zorawanliq bolmisimu, Duayim chin dilimdin bolghan bolsimu, Yüzüm yigha-zaridin qizirip ketti; Qapaqlirimni ölüm sayisi basti.
My face is foul with weeping, And on mine eyelids [is] death-shade.
Not for violence in my hands, And my prayer [is] pure.
18 Ah, yer-zémin, qénimni yapmighin! Nale-peryadim toxtaydighan’gha jay bolmighay!
O earth, do not thou cover my blood! And let there not be a place for my cry.
19 Biraq mana, asmanlarda hazirmu manga shahit Bolghuchi bar! Ershlerde manga kapalet Bolghuchi bar!
Also, now, lo, in the heavens [is] my witness, And my testifier in the high places.
20 Öz dostlirim méni mazaq qilghini bilen, Biraq közüm téxiche Tengrige yash tökmekte.
My interpreter [is] my friend, Unto God hath mine eye dropped:
21 Ah, insan balisi dosti üchün kélishtürgüchi bolghandek, Tengri bilen adem otturisidimu kélishtürgüchi bolsidi!
And he reasoneth for a man with God, And a son of man for his friend.
22 Chünki yene birnechche yil ötüshi bilenla, Men barsa qaytmas yolda méngip qalimen.
When a few years do come, Then a path I return not do I go.
