Ayup 17
1 Mening roⱨim sunuⱪ, Künlirim tügǝy dǝydu, Gɵrlǝr meni kütmǝktǝ.
“My spirit is consumed. My days are extinct and the grave is ready for me.
2 Ətrapimda aldamqi mazaⱪ ⱪilƣuqilar bar ǝmǝsmu? Kɵzümning ularning eqitⱪuluⱪiƣa tikilip turuxtin baxⱪa amali yoⱪtur.
Surely there are mockers with me. My eye dwells on their provocation.
3 Aⱨ, jenim üqün Ɵzüng haliƣan kapalǝtni elip Ɵzüngning aldida manga borun bolƣaysǝn; Sǝndin baxⱪa kim meni ⱪollap borun bolsun?
“Now give a pledge. Be collateral for me with yourself. Who is there who will strike hands with me?
4 Qünki Sǝn [dostlirimning] kɵnglini yoruⱪluⱪtin ⱪaldurƣansǝn; Xunga Sǝn ularni ƣǝlibidinmu mǝⱨrum ⱪilisǝn!
For you have hidden their heart from understanding, therefore you will not exalt them.
5 Ƣǝniymǝt alay dǝp dostliriƣa pǝxwa atⱪan kixining bolsa, Ⱨǝtta balilirining kɵzlirimu kor bolidu.
He who denounces his friends for plunder, even the eyes of his children will fail.
6 U meni ǝl-yurtlarning aldida sɵz-qɵqǝkkǝ ⱪoydi; Mǝn kixilǝr yüzümgǝ tüküridiƣan adǝm bolup ⱪaldim.
“But he has made me a byword of the people. They spit in my face.
7 Dǝrd-ǝlǝmdin kɵzüm torlixip kǝtti, Barliⱪ ǝzalirim kɵlǝnggidǝk bolup ⱪaldi.
My eye also is dim by reason of sorrow. All my members are as a shadow.
8 Bu ixlarni kɵrüp duruslar ⱨǝyranuⱨǝs bolidu; Bigunaⱨlar iplaslarƣa ⱪarxi turuxⱪa ⱪozƣilidu.
Upright men will be astonished at this. The innocent will stir himself up against the godless.
9 Biraⱪ ⱨǝⱪⱪaniy adǝm ɵz yolida qing turidu, Ⱪoli pak yüridiƣan adǝmning küqi tohtawsiz ulƣiyidu.
Yet the righteous will hold to his way. He who has clean hands will grow stronger and stronger.
10 Əmdi ⱪeni, ⱨǝmminglar, yǝnǝ kelinglar; Aranglardin birmu dana adǝm tapalmaymǝn.
But as for you all, come back. I will not find a wise man among you.
11 Künlirim ahirlixay dǝp ⱪaptu, Muddialirim, kɵnglümdiki intizarlar üzüldi.
My days are past. My plans are broken off, as are the thoughts of my heart.
12 Bu adǝmlǝr keqini kündüzgǝ aylandurmaⱪqi; Ular ⱪarangƣuluⱪⱪa ⱪarap: «Nur yeⱪinlixiwatidu» deyixiwatidu.
They change the night into day, saying ‘The light is near’ in the presence of darkness.
If I look for Sheol (Sheol h7585) as my house, if I have spread my couch in the darkness,
14 «Qirip ketixni: «Sǝn mening atam!», Ⱪurtlarni: «Apa! Aqa!» dǝp qaⱪirimǝn!
if I have said to corruption, ‘You are my father,’ and to the worm, ‘My mother,’ and ‘My sister,’
15 Undaⱪta ümidim nǝdǝ? Xundaⱪ, ümidimni kim kɵrǝlisun?
where then is my hope? As for my hope, who will see it?
