Ayup 17
1 Mening roⱨim sunuⱪ, Künlirim tügǝy dǝydu, Gɵrlǝr meni kütmǝktǝ.
“My spirit has been destroyed, My days extinguished—graves [are] for me.
2 Ətrapimda aldamqi mazaⱪ ⱪilƣuqilar bar ǝmǝsmu? Kɵzümning ularning eqitⱪuluⱪiƣa tikilip turuxtin baxⱪa amali yoⱪtur.
If not—mockeries [are] with me. And my eye lodges in their provocations.
3 Aⱨ, jenim üqün Ɵzüng haliƣan kapalǝtni elip Ɵzüngning aldida manga borun bolƣaysǝn; Sǝndin baxⱪa kim meni ⱪollap borun bolsun?
Now place my pledge with You; Who is he that strikes hand 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 do not exalt them.
5 Ƣǝniymǝt alay dǝp dostliriƣa pǝxwa atⱪan kixining bolsa, Ⱨǝtta balilirining kɵzlirimu kor bolidu.
For a portion he shows friendship, And the eyes of his sons are consumed.
6 U meni ǝl-yurtlarning aldida sɵz-qɵqǝkkǝ ⱪoydi; Mǝn kixilǝr yüzümgǝ tüküridiƣan adǝm bolup ⱪaldim.
And He set me up for a proverb of the peoples, And I am a wonder before them.
7 Dǝrd-ǝlǝmdin kɵzüm torlixip kǝtti, Barliⱪ ǝzalirim kɵlǝnggidǝk bolup ⱪaldi.
And my eye is dim from sorrow, And my members—all of them—as a shadow.
8 Bu ixlarni kɵrüp duruslar ⱨǝyranuⱨǝs bolidu; Bigunaⱨlar iplaslarƣa ⱪarxi turuxⱪa ⱪozƣilidu.
The upright are astonished at this, and the innocent stirs himself up against the profane.
9 Biraⱪ ⱨǝⱪⱪaniy adǝm ɵz yolida qing turidu, Ⱪoli pak yüridiƣan adǝmning küqi tohtawsiz ulƣiyidu.
And the righteous lays hold [on] his way, And the clean of hands adds strength.
10 Əmdi ⱪeni, ⱨǝmminglar, yǝnǝ kelinglar; Aranglardin birmu dana adǝm tapalmaymǝn.
But please return and come in, all of you, And I do not find a wise man among you.
11 Künlirim ahirlixay dǝp ⱪaptu, Muddialirim, kɵnglümdiki intizarlar üzüldi.
My days have passed by, My plans have been broken off, The possessions of my heart!
12 Bu adǝmlǝr keqini kündüzgǝ aylandurmaⱪqi; Ular ⱪarangƣuluⱪⱪa ⱪarap: «Nur yeⱪinlixiwatidu» deyixiwatidu.
They appoint night for day, Light [is] near because of darkness.
If I wait—Sheol [is] my house, In darkness I have spread out my bed. (Sheol h7585)
14 «Qirip ketixni: «Sǝn mening atam!», Ⱪurtlarni: «Apa! Aqa!» dǝp qaⱪirimǝn!
To corruption I have called: You [are] my father. To the worm: My mother and my sister.
15 Undaⱪta ümidim nǝdǝ? Xundaⱪ, ümidimni kim kɵrǝlisun?
And where [is] my hope now? Indeed, my hope, who beholds it?
