Ayup 7
1 Insan’gha zéminda jewre-japa chékidighan turmush békitilgen emesmu? Uning künliri bir medikarningkige oxshash emesmu?
“Is not man consigned to labor on earth? Are not his days like those of a hired hand?
2 Qul kechqurunning sayisige teshna bolghandek, Medikar öz emgikining heqqini kütkendek,
Like a slave he longs for shade; like a hireling he waits for his wages.
3 Mana bihude aylar manga békitilgen, Gheshlikke tolghan kéchiler manga nésip qilin’ghan.
So I am allotted months of futility, and nights of misery are appointed me.
4 Men yatqinimda: «Qachan qoparmen?» dep oylaymen, Biraq kech uzundin uzun bolidu, Tang atquche pütün bir kéche men tolghinip yatimen.
When I lie down I think: ‘When will I get up?’ But the night drags on, and I toss and turn until dawn.
5 Etlirim qurtlar hem topa-changlar bilen qaplandi, Térilirim yérilip, yiringlap ketti.
My flesh is clothed with worms and encrusted with dirt; my skin is cracked and festering.
6 Künlirim bapkarning mokisidinmu ittik ötidu, Ular ümidsizlik bilen ayaghlishay dep qaldi.
My days are swifter than a weaver’s shuttle; they come to an end without hope.
7 [Ah Xuda], méning jénim bir nepesla xalas. Közüm yaxshiliqni qaytidin körmeydighanliqi ésingde bolsun;
Remember that my life is but a breath. My eyes will never again see happiness.
8 Méni Körgüchining közi ikkinchi qétim manga qarimaydu, Sen neziringni üstümge chüshürginingde, men yoqalghan bolimen.
The eye that beholds me will no longer see me. You will look for me, but I will be no more.
9 Bulut ghayib bolup, qayta körünmigendek, Oxshashla tehtisaragha chüshken adem qaytidin chiqmaydu. (Sheol h7585)
As a cloud vanishes and is gone, so he who goes down to Sheol does not come back up. (Sheol h7585)
10 U yene öz öyige qaytmaydu, Öz yurti uni qayta tonumaydu.
He never returns to his house; his place remembers him no more.
11 Shunga men aghzimni yummay, Rohimning derd-elimi bilen söz qilay, Jénimning azabidin zarlaymen.
Therefore I will not restrain my mouth; I will speak in the anguish of my spirit; I will complain in the bitterness of my soul.
12 Némishqa Sen üstümdin közet qilisen? Men [xeterlik] bir déngizmu-ya? Yaki déngizdiki bir ejdihamumen?
Am I the sea, or the monster of the deep, that You must keep me under guard?
13 Men: «Ah, yatqan ornum manga rahet béridu, Körpem nale-peryadimgha derman bolidu» — désem,
When I think my bed will comfort me and my couch will ease my complaint,
14 Emdi Sen chüshler bilen méni qorqutiwatisen, Ghayibane alametler bilen manga wehime salisen.
then You frighten me with dreams and terrify me with visions,
15 Shuning üchün boghulushumni, ölümni, Bu söngeklirimge qarap olturushtin artuq bilimen.
so that I would prefer strangling and death over my life in this body.
16 Men öz jénimdin toydum; Méning menggüge yashighum yoq, Méni meylimge qoyiwetkin, Méning künlirim bihudidur.
I loathe my life! I would not live forever. Leave me alone, for my days are but a breath.
17 Insan balisi némidi? Sen némishqa uni chong bilisen, Néme dep uninggha köngül bérisen?
What is man that You should exalt him, that You should set Your heart upon him,
18 Her etigende uni sürüshtürüp kélisen, Her nepes uni sinaysen!
that You attend to him every morning, and test him every moment?
19 Qachan’ghiche méningdin neziringni almaysen, Manga qachan’ghiche aghzimdiki sériq suni yutuwalghudek aram bermeysen?
Will You never look away from me, or leave me alone to swallow my spittle?
20 Men gunah qilghan bolsammu, i insaniyetni Közetküchi, Sanga néme qiliptimen?! Men Sanga yük bolup qaldimmu? Buning bilen méni Özüngge zerbe nishani qilghansenmu?
If I have sinned, what have I done to You, O watcher of mankind? Why have You made me Your target, so that I am a burden to You?
21 Sen némishqa méning itaetsizlikimni kechürüm qilip, Gunahimni saqit qilmaysen? Chünki men pat arida topining ichide uxlaymen; Sen méni izdep kélisen, lékin men mewjut bolmaymen».
Why do You not pardon my transgression and take away my iniquity? For soon I will lie down in the dust; You will seek me, but I will be no more.”
