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1 Mǝn ǝgǝrdǝ bu dunyadiki kixilǝr sɵzlǝwatⱪan ⱨǝrhil tillar ⱨǝtta pǝrixtilǝrning tilliri bilǝnmu sɵzliyǝlǝydiƣan bolsammu, biraⱪ mǝn meⱨir-muⱨǝbbǝtsiz bolsam, u qaƣda mǝn pǝⱪǝt bir «dang-dang» ⱪilidiƣan mis dang, bir «qang-qang» ⱪilidiƣan qang bolup ⱪalimǝn, halas.
If I can speak with the tongues of men and of angels, but am destitute of Love, I have but become a loud-sounding trumpet or a clanging cymbal.
2 Əgǝr mǝn pǝyƣǝmbǝrlik ⱪilalisam, barliⱪ sirlar, barliⱪ bilimlǝrni qüxinip bolƣan bolsammu, ⱨǝm xuning bilǝn bir waⱪitta taƣlarni yɵtkiyǝligüdǝk toluⱪ ixǝnqtǝ bolsammu, ǝmma mǝndǝ meⱨir-muⱨǝbbǝt bolmisa, undaⱪta mǝn ⱨeqnǝrsǝ bolmiƣan bolimǝn.
If I possess the gift of prophecy and am versed in all mysteries and all knowledge, and have such absolute faith that I can remove mountains, but am destitute of Love, I am nothing.
3 Əgǝr barliⱪ mal-mülkümni sǝdiⱪigǝ atap ⱨǝm tenimni [Hudaning yolida] ⱪurbanliⱪ süpitidǝ kɵydürülüxkǝ sunƣan tǝƣdirdimu, ǝmma mǝndǝ yǝnila meⱨir-muⱨǝbbǝt bolmisa, undaⱪta mening ⱨeqⱪandaⱪ paydam yoⱪ bolƣan bolidu.
And if I distribute all my possessions to the poor, and give up my body to be burned, but am destitute of Love, it profits me nothing.
4 Muⱨǝbbǝt sǝwr-taⱪǝtlik bolux ⱨǝm meⱨribanliⱪtur; Muⱨǝbbǝt ⱨǝsǝthorluⱪ ⱪilmaydu: Muⱨǝbbǝt ɵzini mahtimaydu, Tǝkǝbburluⱪ ⱪilmaydu,
Love is patient and kind. Love knows neither envy nor jealousy. Love is not forward and self-assertive, nor boastful and conceited.
5 Nomussizliⱪ ⱪilmaydu, Ɵz mǝnpǝǝtini kɵzlǝp yürmǝydu, Teriktürülmǝydu, Kɵnglidǝ ɵqmǝnlik saⱪlimaydu;
She does not behave unbecomingly, nor seek to aggrandize herself, nor blaze out in passionate anger, nor brood over wrongs.
6 Ⱨǝⱪⱪaniysizliⱪtin huxal bolmaydu, Bǝlki ǝmǝliyǝttin, ⱨǝⱪiⱪǝttin huxal bolidu;
She finds no pleasure in injustice done to others, but joyfully sides with the truth.
7 ⱨǝmmǝ ixta ⱪorsiⱪi kǝnglik ⱪilidu, ⱨǝmmigǝ yüzlinip [Hudaƣa] ixinidu, ⱨǝmmǝ ixⱪa ümid baƣlaydu, ⱨǝmmigǝ qidaydu.
She knows how to be silent. She is full of trust, full of hope, full of patient endurance.
8 Meⱨir-muⱨǝbbǝt ⱨǝrgiz ahirlaxmaydu. Bexarǝtlǝr bolsa, karƣa kǝlmǝydu: «namǝlum tillar» bolsa, tügǝydu: [mɵjizilik] bilimlǝrmu karƣa kǝlmǝydu.
Love never fails. But if there are prophecies, they will be done away with; if there are languages, they will cease; if there is knowledge, it will be brought to an end.
9 Qünki bizning bilidiƣanlirimiz ⱪismǝn, bexarǝt beridiƣanlirimiz ⱪismǝn;
For our knowledge is imperfect, and so is our prophesying;
10 lekin mukǝmmǝllik kǝlgǝndǝ, ⱪismǝnlik yoⱪilidu.
but when the perfect state of things is come, all that is imperfect will be brought to an end.
11 Mǝn kiqikimdǝ balilarqǝ sɵzlidim, balilarqǝ oylidim, balilarqǝ ⱨesablidim; qong bolƣinimda, mǝn baliliⱪni taxlidim.
When I was a child, I talked like a child, felt like a child, reasoned like a child: when I became a man, I put from me childish ways.
12 Qünki biz ⱨazir bir tutuⱪ derizidin müjmǝl ⱨalda kɵrimiz, lekin xu qaƣda yüzmuyüz kɵrimiz: Ⱨazir mǝn ⱪismǝn tonuymǝn, xu qaƣda mǝn [Huda] meni tonup keliwatⱪandǝk tonuymǝn.
For the present we see things as if in a mirror, and are puzzled; but then we shall see them face to face. For the present the knowledge I gain is imperfect; but then I shall know fully, even as I am fully known.
13 Ⱨazir ixǝnq, ümid, meⱨir-muⱨǝbbǝttin ibarǝt bu üq nǝrsǝ turuptu; bulardin ǝng üstün turidiƣini meⱨir-muⱨǝbbǝttur.
And so there remain Faith, Hope, Love--these three; and of these the greatest is Love.
