Ayup 30
1 — «Biraq hazir bolsa, yashlar méni mazaq qilidu, Ularning dadilirini hetta padamni baqidighan itlar bilen bille ishleshke yol qoyushnimu yaman körettim.
“But now they mock me, men younger than I am, whose fathers I would have refused to entrust with my sheep dogs.
2 Ularning maghduri ketkendin kéyin, Qolidiki küch manga néme payda yetküzelisun?
What use to me was the strength of their hands, since their vigor had left them?
3 Yoqsuzluq hem achliqtin yiglep ketken, Ular uzundin buyan chölderep ketken desht-bayawanda quruq yerni ghajaydu.
Gaunt from poverty and hunger, they gnawed the dry land, and the desolate wasteland by night.
4 Ular emen-shiwaqni chatqallar arisidin yulidu, Shumbuyining yiltizlirinimu térip özlirige nan qilidu.
They plucked mallow among the shrubs, and the roots of the broom tree were their food.
5 Ular el-yurtlardin heydiwétilgen bolidu, Kishiler ularni körüpla oghrini körgendek warqirap tillaydu.
They were banished from among men, shouted down like thieves,
6 Shuning bilen ular sürlük jilghilarda qonup, Tashlar arisida, gharlar ichide yashashqa mejbur bolidu.
so that they lived on the slopes of the wadis, among the rocks and in holes in the ground.
7 Chatqalliq arisida ular hangrap kétidu, Tikenler astida ular dügdiyip olturishidu;
They cried out among the shrubs and huddled beneath the nettles.
8 Nadanlarning, nam-abruyisizlarning baliliri, Ular zémindin sürtoqay heydiwétilgen.
A senseless and nameless brood, they were driven off the land.
9 Men hazir bolsam bularning hejwiy naxshisi, Hetta söz-chöchikining destiki bolup qaldim!
And now they mock me in song; I have become a byword among them.
10 Ular mendin nepretlinip, Mendin yiraq turup, Yüzümge tükürüshtinmu yanmaydu.
They abhor me and keep far from me; they do not hesitate to spit in my face.
11 Chünki [Xuda] méning hayat rishtimni üzüp, méni japagha chömdürgen, Shuning bilen shu ademler aldimda tizginlirini éliwetken.
Because God has unstrung my bow and afflicted me, they have cast off restraint in my presence.
12 Ong yénimda bir top chüprende yashlar ornidin turup, Ular putumni turghan yéridin ittiriwetmekchi, Ular sépilimgha hujum pelempeylirini kötürüp turidu;
The rabble arises at my right; they lay snares for my feet and build siege ramps against me.
13 Ular yolumni buzuwétidu, Ularning héch yölenchüki bolmisimu, Halakitimni ilgiri sürmekte.
They tear up my path; they profit from my destruction, with no one to restrain them.
14 Ular sépilning keng bösük jayidin bösüp kirgendek kirishidu; Weyranilikimdin paydilinip chong tashlardek domilap kirishidu.
They advance as through a wide breach; through the ruins they keep rolling in.
15 Wehimiler burulup méni öz nishani qilghan; Shuning bilen hörmitim shamal ötüp yoq bolghandek heydiwétildi, Awatchiliqimmu bulut ötüp ketkendek ötüp ketti.
Terrors are turned loose against me; they drive away my dignity as by the wind, and my prosperity has passed like a cloud.
16 Hazir bolsa jénim qachidin tökülüp ketkendek; Azabliq künler méni tutuwaldi.
And now my soul is poured out within me; days of affliction grip me.
17 Kéchiler bolsa, manga söngeklirimgiche sanjimaqta; Aghriqlirim méni chishlep dem almaydu.
Night pierces my bones, and my gnawing pains never rest.
18 [Aghriqlar] zor küchi bilen manga kiyim-kéchikimdek boldi; Ular könglikimning yaqisidek manga chaplishiwaldi.
With great force He grasps my garment; He seizes me by the collar of my tunic.
19 Xuda méni sazliqqa tashliwetken, Men topa-changgha we külge oxshash bolup qaldim.
He throws me into the mud, and I have become like dust and ashes.
20 Men Sanga nale-peryad kötürmektimen, Biraq Sen manga jawab bermeysen; Men ornumdin tursam, Sen peqetla manga qarapla qoyisen.
I cry out to You for help, but You do not answer; when I stand up, You merely look at me.
21 Sen özgirip manga bir zalim boldung; Qolungning küchi bilen manga zerbe qiliwatisen;
You have ruthlessly turned on me; You oppose me with Your strong hand.
22 Sen méni kötürüp Shamalgha mindürgensen; Boran-chapqunda teelluqatimni yoq qiliwetkensen.
You snatch me up into the wind and drive me before it; You toss me about in the storm.
23 Chünki Sen méni axirida ölümge, Yeni barliq hayat igilirining «yighilish öyi»ge keltürüwatisen.
Yes, I know that You will bring me down to death, to the place appointed for all the living.
24 U halak qilghan waqtida kishiler nale-peryad kötürsimu, U qolini uzatqanda, duaning derweqe héchqandaq netijisi yoq;
Yet no one stretches out his hand to a ruined man when he cries for help in his distress.
25 Men künliri tes kishi üchün yighlap [dua qilghan] emesmu? Namratlar üchün jénim azablanmidimu?
Have I not wept for those in trouble? Has my soul not grieved for the needy?
26 Men özüm yaxshiliq kütüp yürginim bilen, yamanliq kélip qaldi; Nur kütkinim bilen, qarangghuluq keldi.
But when I hoped for good, evil came; when I looked for light, darkness fell.
27 Ichim qazandek qaynap, aramliq tapmaywatidu; Azabliq künler manga yüzlendi.
I am churning within and cannot rest; days of affliction confront me.
28 Men quyash nurini körmeymu qaridap yürmektimen; Xalayiq arisida men ornumdin turup, nale-peryad kötürimen.
I go about blackened, but not by the sun. I stand up in the assembly and cry for help.
29 Men chilbörilerge qérindash bolup qaldim, Huwqushlarning hemrahi boldum.
I have become a brother of jackals, a companion of ostriches.
30 Térem qariyip mendin ajrap kétiwatidu, Söngeklirim qiziqtin köyüp kétiwatidu.
My skin grows black and peels, and my bones burn with fever.
31 Chiltarimdin matem mersiyesi chiqidu, Néyimning awazi haza tutquchilarning yighisigha aylinip qaldi».
My harp is tuned to mourning and my flute to the sound of weeping.
