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 that are younger than I have me in derision, whose fathers I would have disdained to have set with the dogs of my flock.
2 Ularning maghduri ketkendin kéyin, Qolidiki küch manga néme payda yetküzelisun?
Yes, whereto might the strength of their hands profit me, in whom old age was perished?
3 Yoqsuzluq hem achliqtin yiglep ketken, Ular uzundin buyan chölderep ketken desht-bayawanda quruq yerni ghajaydu.
For want and famine they were solitary; fleeing into the wilderness in former time desolate and waste.
4 Ular emen-shiwaqni chatqallar arisidin yulidu, Shumbuyining yiltizlirinimu térip özlirige nan qilidu.
Who cut up mallows by the bushes, and juniper roots for their meat.
5 Ular el-yurtlardin heydiwétilgen bolidu, Kishiler ularni körüpla oghrini körgendek warqirap tillaydu.
They were driven forth from among men, (they cried after them as after a thief; )
6 Shuning bilen ular sürlük jilghilarda qonup, Tashlar arisida, gharlar ichide yashashqa mejbur bolidu.
To dwell in the cliffs of the valleys, in caves of the earth, and in the rocks.
7 Chatqalliq arisida ular hangrap kétidu, Tikenler astida ular dügdiyip olturishidu;
Among the bushes they brayed; under the nettles they were gathered together.
8 Nadanlarning, nam-abruyisizlarning baliliri, Ular zémindin sürtoqay heydiwétilgen.
They were children of fools, yes, children of base men: they were viler than the earth.
9 Men hazir bolsam bularning hejwiy naxshisi, Hetta söz-chöchikining destiki bolup qaldim!
And now am I their song, yes, I am their byword.
10 Ular mendin nepretlinip, Mendin yiraq turup, Yüzümge tükürüshtinmu yanmaydu.
They abhor me, they flee far from me, and spare not to spit in my face.
11 Chünki [Xuda] méning hayat rishtimni üzüp, méni japagha chömdürgen, Shuning bilen shu ademler aldimda tizginlirini éliwetken.
Because he has loosed my cord, and afflicted me, they have also let loose the bridle before me.
12 Ong yénimda bir top chüprende yashlar ornidin turup, Ular putumni turghan yéridin ittiriwetmekchi, Ular sépilimgha hujum pelempeylirini kötürüp turidu;
On my right hand rise the youth; they push away my feet, and they raise up against me the ways of their destruction.
13 Ular yolumni buzuwétidu, Ularning héch yölenchüki bolmisimu, Halakitimni ilgiri sürmekte.
They mar my path, they set forward my calamity, they have no helper.
14 Ular sépilning keng bösük jayidin bösüp kirgendek kirishidu; Weyranilikimdin paydilinip chong tashlardek domilap kirishidu.
They came on me as a wide breaking in of waters: in the desolation they rolled themselves on me.
15 Wehimiler burulup méni öz nishani qilghan; Shuning bilen hörmitim shamal ötüp yoq bolghandek heydiwétildi, Awatchiliqimmu bulut ötüp ketkendek ötüp ketti.
Terrors are turned on me: they pursue my soul as the wind: and my welfare passes away as a cloud.
16 Hazir bolsa jénim qachidin tökülüp ketkendek; Azabliq künler méni tutuwaldi.
And now my soul is poured out on me; the days of affliction have taken hold on me.
17 Kéchiler bolsa, manga söngeklirimgiche sanjimaqta; Aghriqlirim méni chishlep dem almaydu.
My bones are pierced in me in the night season: and my sinews take no rest.
18 [Aghriqlar] zor küchi bilen manga kiyim-kéchikimdek boldi; Ular könglikimning yaqisidek manga chaplishiwaldi.
By the great force of my disease is my garment changed: it binds me about as the collar of my coat.
19 Xuda méni sazliqqa tashliwetken, Men topa-changgha we külge oxshash bolup qaldim.
He has cast me into the mire, and I am 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 to you, and you do not hear me: I stand up, and you regard me not.
21 Sen özgirip manga bir zalim boldung; Qolungning küchi bilen manga zerbe qiliwatisen;
You are become cruel to me: with your strong hand you oppose yourself against me.
22 Sen méni kötürüp Shamalgha mindürgensen; Boran-chapqunda teelluqatimni yoq qiliwetkensen.
You lift me up to the wind; you cause me to ride on it, and dissolve my substance.
23 Chünki Sen méni axirida ölümge, Yeni barliq hayat igilirining «yighilish öyi»ge keltürüwatisen.
For I know that you will bring me to death, and to the house appointed for all living.
24 U halak qilghan waqtida kishiler nale-peryad kötürsimu, U qolini uzatqanda, duaning derweqe héchqandaq netijisi yoq;
However, he will not stretch out his hand to the grave, though they cry in his destruction.
25 Men künliri tes kishi üchün yighlap [dua qilghan] emesmu? Namratlar üchün jénim azablanmidimu?
Did not I weep for him that was in trouble? was not my soul grieved for the poor?
26 Men özüm yaxshiliq kütüp yürginim bilen, yamanliq kélip qaldi; Nur kütkinim bilen, qarangghuluq keldi.
When I looked for good, then evil came to me: and when I waited for light, there came darkness.
27 Ichim qazandek qaynap, aramliq tapmaywatidu; Azabliq künler manga yüzlendi.
My bowels boiled, and rested not: the days of affliction prevented me.
28 Men quyash nurini körmeymu qaridap yürmektimen; Xalayiq arisida men ornumdin turup, nale-peryad kötürimen.
I went mourning without the sun: I stood up, and I cried in the congregation.
29 Men chilbörilerge qérindash bolup qaldim, Huwqushlarning hemrahi boldum.
I am a brother to dragons, and a companion to owls.
30 Térem qariyip mendin ajrap kétiwatidu, Söngeklirim qiziqtin köyüp kétiwatidu.
My skin is black on me, and my bones are burned with heat.
31 Chiltarimdin matem mersiyesi chiqidu, Néyimning awazi haza tutquchilarning yighisigha aylinip qaldi».
My harp also is turned to mourning, and my organ into the voice of them that weep.
