Ayup 7
1 Insan’gha zéminda jewre-japa chékidighan turmush békitilgen emesmu? Uning künliri bir medikarningkige oxshash emesmu?
“Is there not warfare to man on earth? And his days as the days of a hired worker?
2 Qul kechqurunning sayisige teshna bolghandek, Medikar öz emgikining heqqini kütkendek,
As a servant desires the shadow, And as a hired worker expects his wage,
3 Mana bihude aylar manga békitilgen, Gheshlikke tolghan kéchiler manga nésip qilin’ghan.
So I have been caused to inherit months of vanity, And they numbered nights of misery to me.
4 Men yatqinimda: «Qachan qoparmen?» dep oylaymen, Biraq kech uzundin uzun bolidu, Tang atquche pütün bir kéche men tolghinip yatimen.
If I lay down, then I have said, When do I rise, And evening has been measured? And I have been full of tossings until dawn.
5 Etlirim qurtlar hem topa-changlar bilen qaplandi, Térilirim yérilip, yiringlap ketti.
My flesh has been clothed [with] worms, And a clod of dust, My skin has been shriveled and is loathsome,
6 Künlirim bapkarning mokisidinmu ittik ötidu, Ular ümidsizlik bilen ayaghlishay dep qaldi.
My days swifter than a loom, And they are consumed without hope.
7 [Ah Xuda], méning jénim bir nepesla xalas. Közüm yaxshiliqni qaytidin körmeydighanliqi ésingde bolsun;
Remember that my life [is] a breath, My eye does not turn back to see good.
8 Méni Körgüchining közi ikkinchi qétim manga qarimaydu, Sen neziringni üstümge chüshürginingde, men yoqalghan bolimen.
The eye of my beholder does not behold me. Your eyes [are] on me—and I am not.
9 Bulut ghayib bolup, qayta körünmigendek, Oxshashla tehtisaragha chüshken adem qaytidin chiqmaydu. (Sheol h7585)
A cloud has been consumed, and it goes, So he who is going down to Sheol does not come up. (Sheol h7585)
10 U yene öz öyige qaytmaydu, Öz yurti uni qayta tonumaydu.
He does not turn to his house again, Nor does his place discern him again.
11 Shunga men aghzimni yummay, Rohimning derd-elimi bilen söz qilay, Jénimning azabidin zarlaymen.
Also I do not withhold my mouth—I speak in the distress of my spirit, I talk in the bitterness of my soul.
12 Némishqa Sen üstümdin közet qilisen? Men [xeterlik] bir déngizmu-ya? Yaki déngizdiki bir ejdihamumen?
Am I a sea [monster], or a dragon, That You set a watch over me?
13 Men: «Ah, yatqan ornum manga rahet béridu, Körpem nale-peryadimgha derman bolidu» — désem,
When I said, My bed comforts me, In my talking He takes away my couch.
14 Emdi Sen chüshler bilen méni qorqutiwatisen, Ghayibane alametler bilen manga wehime salisen.
And You have frightened me with dreams, And You terrify me from visions,
15 Shuning üchün boghulushumni, ölümni, Bu söngeklirimge qarap olturushtin artuq bilimen.
And my soul chooses strangling, Death rather than my bones.
16 Men öz jénimdin toydum; Méning menggüge yashighum yoq, Méni meylimge qoyiwetkin, Méning künlirim bihudidur.
I have wasted away—I do not live for all time. Cease from me, for my days [are] vanity.
17 Insan balisi némidi? Sen némishqa uni chong bilisen, Néme dep uninggha köngül bérisen?
What [is] man that You magnify him? And that You set Your heart to him?
18 Her etigende uni sürüshtürüp kélisen, Her nepes uni sinaysen!
And inspect him in the mornings, [And] in the evenings try him?
19 Qachan’ghiche méningdin neziringni almaysen, Manga qachan’ghiche aghzimdiki sériq suni yutuwalghudek aram bermeysen?
How long do You not look from me? You do not desist until I 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?
I have sinned, what do I do to You, O watcher of man? Why have You set me for a mark to You, And I am for a burden to myself—and what?
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».
You do not take away my transgression, And [do not] cause my iniquity to pass away, Because now, I lie down in dust, And You have sought me—and I am not!”
