Ayup 7
1 Insan’gha zéminda jewre-japa chékidighan turmush békitilgen emesmu? Uning künliri bir medikarningkige oxshash emesmu?
Has not man his ordered time of trouble on the earth? and are not his days like the days of a servant working for payment?
2 Qul kechqurunning sayisige teshna bolghandek, Medikar öz emgikining heqqini kütkendek,
As a servant desiring the shades of evening, and a workman looking for his payment:
3 Mana bihude aylar manga békitilgen, Gheshlikke tolghan kéchiler manga nésip qilin’ghan.
So I have for my heritage months of pain to no purpose, and nights of weariness are given to me.
4 Men yatqinimda: «Qachan qoparmen?» dep oylaymen, Biraq kech uzundin uzun bolidu, Tang atquche pütün bir kéche men tolghinip yatimen.
When I go to my bed, I say, When will it be time to get up? but the night is long, and I am turning from side to side till morning light.
5 Etlirim qurtlar hem topa-changlar bilen qaplandi, Térilirim yérilip, yiringlap ketti.
My flesh is covered with worms and dust; my skin gets hard and then is cracked again.
6 Künlirim bapkarning mokisidinmu ittik ötidu, Ular ümidsizlik bilen ayaghlishay dep qaldi.
My days go quicker than the cloth-worker's thread, and come to an end without hope.
7 [Ah Xuda], méning jénim bir nepesla xalas. Közüm yaxshiliqni qaytidin körmeydighanliqi ésingde bolsun;
O, keep in mind that my life is wind: my eye will never again see good.
8 Méni Körgüchining közi ikkinchi qétim manga qarimaydu, Sen neziringni üstümge chüshürginingde, men yoqalghan bolimen.
The eye of him who sees me will see me no longer: your eyes will be looking for me, but I will be gone.
9 Bulut ghayib bolup, qayta körünmigendek, Oxshashla tehtisaragha chüshken adem qaytidin chiqmaydu. (Sheol h7585)
A cloud comes to an end and is gone; so he who goes down into the underworld comes not up again. (Sheol h7585)
10 U yene öz öyige qaytmaydu, Öz yurti uni qayta tonumaydu.
He will not come back to his house, and his place will have no more knowledge of him.
11 Shunga men aghzimni yummay, Rohimning derd-elimi bilen söz qilay, Jénimning azabidin zarlaymen.
So I will not keep my mouth shut; I will let the words come from it in the pain of my spirit, my soul will make a bitter outcry.
12 Némishqa Sen üstümdin közet qilisen? Men [xeterlik] bir déngizmu-ya? Yaki déngizdiki bir ejdihamumen?
Am I a sea, or a sea-beast, that you put a watch over me?
13 Men: «Ah, yatqan ornum manga rahet béridu, Körpem nale-peryadimgha derman bolidu» — désem,
When I say, In my bed I will have comfort, there I will get rest from my disease;
14 Emdi Sen chüshler bilen méni qorqutiwatisen, Ghayibane alametler bilen manga wehime salisen.
Then you send dreams to me, and visions of fear;
15 Shuning üchün boghulushumni, ölümni, Bu söngeklirimge qarap olturushtin artuq bilimen.
So that a hard death seems better to my soul than my pains.
16 Men öz jénimdin toydum; Méning menggüge yashighum yoq, Méni meylimge qoyiwetkin, Méning künlirim bihudidur.
I have no desire for life, I would not be living for ever! Keep away from me, for my days are as a breath.
17 Insan balisi némidi? Sen némishqa uni chong bilisen, Néme dep uninggha köngül bérisen?
What is man, that you have made him great, and that your attention is fixed on him,
18 Her etigende uni sürüshtürüp kélisen, Her nepes uni sinaysen!
And that your hand is on him every morning, and that you are testing him every minute?
19 Qachan’ghiche méningdin neziringni almaysen, Manga qachan’ghiche aghzimdiki sériq suni yutuwalghudek aram bermeysen?
How long will it be before your eyes are turned away from me, so that I may have a minute's breathing-space?
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 done wrong, what have I done to you, O keeper of men? why have you made me a mark for your blows, so that I am a weariness to myself?
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».
And why do you not take away my sin, and let my wrongdoing be ended? for now I go down to the dust, and you will be searching for me with care, but I will be gone.
