Ayup 6
1 Ayup jawaben mundaq dédi: —
And Job answers and says:
2 «Ah, méning derdlik zarlirim tarazida ölchense! Ah, béshimgha chüshken barliq balayi’qaza bular bilen bille tarazilansa!
“O that my provocation were thoroughly weighed, And my calamity in balances They would lift up together!
3 Shundaq qilinsa u hazir déngizdiki qumdin éghir bolup chiqidu; Shuning üchün sözlirim telwilerche boluwatidu.
For now it is heavier than the sands of the sea, Therefore my words have been rash.
4 Chünki Hemmige Qadirning oqliri manga sanjilip ichimde turuwatidu, Ularning zehirini rohim ichmekte, Tengrining wehimiliri manga qarshi sep tüzüp hujum qiliwatidu.
For arrows of the Mighty [are] with me, Whose poison is drinking up my spirit. Terrors of God array themselves [for] me!
5 Yawa éshek ot-chöp tapqanda hangramdu? Kala bolsa yem-xeshek üstide möremdu?
Does a wild donkey bray over tender grass? Does an ox low over his provender?
6 Tuz bolmisa temsiz nersini yégili bolamdu? Xam tuxumning éqining temi barmu?
Is an insipid thing eaten without salt? Is there sense in the drivel of dreams?
7 Jénim ulargha tegsimu seskinip kétidu, Ular manga yirginchlik tamaq bolup tuyulidu.
My soul is refusing to touch! They [are] as my sickening food.
8 Ah, méning teshna bolghinim kelsidi! Tengri intizarimni ijabet qilsidi!
O that my request may come, That God may grant my hope!
9 Ah, Tengri méni yanjip tashlisun! U qolini qoyuwétip jénimni üzüp tashlashqa muwapiq körsidi!
That God would please—and bruise me, Loose His hand and cut me off!
10 Shundaq bolsa, manga teselli bolatti, Hetta rehimsiz aghriqlarda qiynalsammu, shadlinattim; Chünki Muqeddes Bolghuchining sözliridin tanmighan bolattim!
And yet it is my comfort (And I exult in pain—He does not spare), That I have not hidden The sayings of the Holy One.
11 Mende ölümni kütküdek yene qanchilik maghdur qaldi? Méning sewr-taqetlik bolup hayatimni uzartishimning néme netijisi bolar?
What [is] my power that I should hope? And what [is] my end that I should prolong my life?
12 Méning küchüm tashtek chingmu? Méning etlirim mistin yasalghanmidi?
Is my strength the strength of stones? Is my flesh bronze?
13 Özümge yardem bergüdek maghdurum qalmidi emesmu? Herqandaq eqil-tedbir mendin qoghliwétilgen emesmu?
Is my help not with me, And substance driven from me?
14 Ümidsizlinip kétiwatqan kishige dosti méhribanliq körsetmiki zörürdur; Bolmisa u Hemmige qadirdin qorqushtin waz kéchishi mumkin.
To a despiser of his friends [is] shame, And the fear of the Mighty he forsakes.
15 Biraq buraderlirim waqitliq «aldamchi ériq» süyidek, Manga héligerlik bilen muamile qilmaqta; Ular suliri éqip tügigen ériqqa oxshaydu.
My brothers have deceived as a brook, As a stream of brooks they pass away.
16 Érigen muz suliri ériqqa kirgende ular qaridap kétidu, Qarlar ularning ichide yoqilip kétidu,
That are black because of ice, By them snow hides itself.
17 Ular pesilning illishi bilen qurup kétidu; Hawa issip ketkende, izidin yoqilip kétidu.
By the time they are warm they have been cut off, By its being hot they have been Extinguished from their place.
18 Seperdashlar mangghan yolidin chiqip, ériqqa burulidu; Ular ériqni boylap méngip, chölde ézip ölidu.
The paths turn aside of their way, They ascend into emptiness, and are lost.
19 Témaliq karwanlarmu ériq izdep mangdi; Shébaliq sodigerlermu ulargha ümid bilen qaridi;
Passengers of Tema looked expectingly, Travelers of Sheba hoped for them.
20 Biraq ular ishen’ginidin ümidsizlinip nomusta qaldi; Ular ashu yerge kélishi bilen parakendichilikke uchridi.
They were ashamed that one has trusted, They have come to it and are confounded.
21 Mana siler ulargha oxshash [manga tayini] yoq bolup qaldinglar; Siler qorqunchluq bir wehimini körüpla qorqup kétiwatisiler.
Surely now you have become the same! You see a downfall, and are afraid.
22 Men silerge: «Manga béringlar», Yaki: «Manga mal-mülükliringlardin hediye qilinglar?» — dégenni qachan dep baqqan?
Is it because I said, Give to me? And, By your power bribe for me?
23 Yaki: «Méni ézitquchining qolidin qutquzunglar!» Yaki «Zorawanlarning qolidin görüge pul bersenglar!» dep baqqanmu?
And, Deliver me from the hand of an adversary? And, Ransom me from the hand of terrible ones?
24 Manga ögitip qoyunglar, süküt qilimen; Nede yoldin chiqqanliqimni manga körsitip béringlar.
Show me, and I keep silent, And what I have erred, let me understand.
25 Toghra sözler némidégen ötkür-he! Biraq eyibliringlar zadi némini ispatliyalaydu?!
How powerful have been upright sayings, And what reproof from you reproves?
26 Ümidsizlen’gen kishining gepliri ötüp kétidighan shamaldek tursa, Peqet sözlernila eyiblimekchimusiler?
For reproof—do you reckon words? And for wind—sayings of the desperate?
27 Siler yétim-yésirlarning üstide chek tashlishisiler! Dost-buradiringlar üstide sodilishisiler!
You cause anger to fall on the fatherless, And are strange to your friend.
28 Emdi manga yüz turane qarap béqinglar; Aldinglardila yalghan söz qilalamdim?
And now, please, look on me, Even to your face do I lie?
29 Ötünimen, boldi qilinglar, gunah bolmisun; Rast, qaytidin oylap béqinglar, Chünki özümning toghriliqim [tarazida] turidu.
Please turn back, let it not be perverseness, Indeed, turn back again—my righteousness [is] in it.
30 Tilimda xataliq barmu? Tilim yamanliqni zadi tétiyalmasmu?
Is there perverseness in my tongue? Does my palate not discern calamity?”
