Ayup 7
1 Insan’gha zéminda jewre-japa chékidighan turmush békitilgen emesmu? Uning künliri bir medikarningkige oxshash emesmu?
Is there not a warfare to a mortal, upon earth? And, as the days of a hireling, are not his days?
2 Qul kechqurunning sayisige teshna bolghandek, Medikar öz emgikining heqqini kütkendek,
As, a bondman, panteth for the shadow, and as, a hireling, longeth for his wage,
3 Mana bihude aylar manga békitilgen, Gheshlikke tolghan kéchiler manga nésip qilin’ghan.
So, have I been made to inherit months of calamity, and, nights of weariness, have been appointed me.
4 Men yatqinimda: «Qachan qoparmen?» dep oylaymen, Biraq kech uzundin uzun bolidu, Tang atquche pütün bir kéche men tolghinip yatimen.
As soon as I lie down, I say, When shall I arise? yet he lengtheneth out the evening, and I am wearied with tossings until the breeze of twilight.
5 Etlirim qurtlar hem topa-changlar bilen qaplandi, Térilirim yérilip, yiringlap ketti.
My flesh is clothed with worms and a coating of dust, My skin, hath hardened, and then run afresh:
6 Künlirim bapkarning mokisidinmu ittik ötidu, Ular ümidsizlik bilen ayaghlishay dep qaldi.
My days, are swifter than a weaver’s shuttle, and they are spent, without hope.
7 [Ah Xuda], méning jénim bir nepesla xalas. Közüm yaxshiliqni qaytidin körmeydighanliqi ésingde bolsun;
Remember thou, that, a wind, is my life, not again shall mine eye see blessing:
8 Méni Körgüchining közi ikkinchi qétim manga qarimaydu, Sen neziringni üstümge chüshürginingde, men yoqalghan bolimen.
Nor shall see me—the eye that used to behold me, Thine eyes, are upon me, and I am not.
9 Bulut ghayib bolup, qayta körünmigendek, Oxshashla tehtisaragha chüshken adem qaytidin chiqmaydu. (Sheol h7585)
A cloud faileth, and is gone, So, he that descendeth to hades, shall not come up: (Sheol h7585)
10 U yene öz öyige qaytmaydu, Öz yurti uni qayta tonumaydu.
He shall not return again to his house, and his own place shall be acquainted with him no more.
11 Shunga men aghzimni yummay, Rohimning derd-elimi bilen söz qilay, Jénimning azabidin zarlaymen.
I also, cannot restrain my mouth, —I must speak, in the anguish of my spirit, I must find utterance, 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, or a sea-monster, —That thou shouldst set over me a watch?
13 Men: «Ah, yatqan ornum manga rahet béridu, Körpem nale-peryadimgha derman bolidu» — désem,
When I say, My bed shall comfort me, my couch shall help to carry my complaint,
14 Emdi Sen chüshler bilen méni qorqutiwatisen, Ghayibane alametler bilen manga wehime salisen.
Then thou scarest me with dreams, and, by visions, dost thou terrify me:
15 Shuning üchün boghulushumni, ölümni, Bu söngeklirimge qarap olturushtin artuq bilimen.
So that my soul chooseth strangling, Death, rather than [these] my bones!
16 Men öz jénimdin toydum; Méning menggüge yashighum yoq, Méni meylimge qoyiwetkin, Méning künlirim bihudidur.
I am wasted away, Not, to times age-abiding, can I live, Let me alone, for, a breath, are my days.
17 Insan balisi némidi? Sen némishqa uni chong bilisen, Néme dep uninggha köngül bérisen?
What is a mortal, that thou shouldst nurture him? Or that thou shouldst fix upon him thy mind?
18 Her etigende uni sürüshtürüp kélisen, Her nepes uni sinaysen!
That thou shouldst inspect him morning by morning, moment by moment, shouldst test him?
19 Qachan’ghiche méningdin neziringni almaysen, Manga qachan’ghiche aghzimdiki sériq suni yutuwalghudek aram bermeysen?
How long wilt thou not look away from me? Wilt thou not let me alone, till I can 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 can I do for thee, thou watcher of men? Wherefore hast thou set me as thine object of attack, or have I become, unto thee, a burden?
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 wilt thou not remove my transgression, and take away mine iniquity? For, now, in the dust, should I lie down, and thou shouldst seek me diligently, and I should not be.
