Ayup 19
1 Ayup jawabǝn mundaⱪ dedi: —
Then Job answered,
2 «Silǝr ⱪaqanƣiqǝ jenimni azablimaⱪqisilǝr, Ⱪaqanƣiqǝ meni sɵz bilǝn ǝzmǝkqisilǝr?
"How long will you torment me, and crush me with words?
3 Silǝr meni on ⱪetim harlidinglar; Manga uwal ⱪilixⱪa nomus ⱪilmaysilǝr.
You have reproached me ten times. You aren't ashamed that you attack me.
4 Əgǝr mening sǝwǝnlikim bolsa, Mǝn ǝmdi uning [dǝrdini] tartimǝn.
If it is true that I have erred, my error remains with myself.
5 Əgǝr silǝr meningdin üstünlük talaxmaⱪqi bolsanglar, Yüzüm aldida xǝrm-ⱨayani kɵrsitip meni ǝyiblimǝkqi bolsanglar,
If indeed you will magnify yourselves against me, and plead my disgrace against me;
6 Əmdi bilip ⱪoyunglarki, manga uwal ⱪilƣan Tǝngri ikǝn, U tori bilǝn meni qirmaxturup tartti;
know now that God has subverted me, and has surrounded me with his net.
7 Ⱪara, mǝn nalǝ-pǝryad kɵtürüp «Zorawanliⱪ!» dǝp warⱪiraymǝn, Biraⱪ ⱨeqkim anglimaydu; Mǝn warⱪiraymǝn, biraⱪ manga adalǝt kǝlmǝydu.
"Look, I cry out 'Injustice.' but there is no justice.
8 U yolumni meni ɵtüwalmisun dǝp qit bilǝn tosup ⱪoydi, Ⱪǝdǝmlirimgǝ ⱪarangƣuluⱪ saldi.
He has walled up my way so that I can't pass, and has set darkness in my paths.
9 U mǝndin xan-xǝripimni mǝⱨrum ⱪildi, Beximdin tajni tartiwaldi.
He has stripped me of my glory, and taken the crown from my head.
10 U manga ⱨǝr tǝrǝptin buzƣunqiliⱪ ⱪiliwatidu, mǝn tügǝxtim; Ümidimni U dǝrǝhni yulƣandǝk yuluwaldi.
He has broken me down on every side, and I am gone. My hope he has plucked up like a tree.
11 Ƣǝzipini manga ⱪaritip ⱪozƣidi, Meni Ɵz düxmǝnliridin ⱨesablidi.
He has also kindled his wrath against me. He counts me among his adversaries.
12 Uning ⱪoxunliri sǝp tüzüp atlandi, Pǝlǝmpǝylirini yasap manga ⱨujum ⱪildi, Ular qedirimni ⱪorxawƣa elip bargaⱨ tikiwaldi.
His troops come on together, build a siege ramp against me, and camp around my tent.
13 U ⱪerindaxlirimni mǝndin neri ⱪildi, Tonuxlirimning meⱨrini mǝndin üzdi.
"He has put my brothers far from me. My acquaintances are wholly estranged from me.
14 Tuƣⱪanlirim mǝndin yatlixip kǝtti, Dost-buradǝrlirim meni unutti.
My relatives have gone away. My familiar friends have forgotten me.
15 Ɵyümdǝ turƣan musapirlar, ⱨǝtta dedǝklirimmu meni yat adǝm dǝp ⱨesablaydu; Ularning nǝziridǝ mǝn musapir bolup ⱪaldim.
Those who dwell in my house, and my maids, count me for a stranger. I am a foreigner in their sight.
16 Mǝn qakirimni qaⱪirsam, u manga jawab bǝrmǝydu; Xunga mǝn uningƣa aƣzim bilǝn yelinixim kerǝk.
I call to my servant, and he gives me no answer. I beg him with my mouth.
17 Tiniⱪimdin ayalimning ⱪusⱪusi kelidu, Aka-ukilirim sesiⱪliⱪimdin bizar.
My breath is offensive to my wife. I am loathsome to the children of my own mother.
18 Ⱨǝtta kiqik balilar meni kǝmsitidu; Ornumdin turmaⱪqi bolsam, ular meni ⱨaⱪarǝtlǝydu.
Even young children despise me. If I arise, they speak against me.
19 Mening sirdax dostlirimning ⱨǝmmisi mǝndin nǝprǝtlinidu, Mǝn sɵygǝnlǝr mǝndin yüz ɵridi.
All my familiar friends abhor me. They whom I loved have turned against me.
20 Ət-terilirim ustihanlirimƣa qaplixip turidu, Jenim ⱪil üstidǝ ⱪaldi.
My bones stick to my skin and to my flesh. I have escaped by the skin of my teeth.
21 Aⱨ, dostlirim, manga iqinglar aƣrisun, iqinglar aƣrisun! Qünki Tǝngrining ⱪoli manga kelip tǝgdi.
"Have pity on me, have pity on me, you my friends; for the hand of God has touched me.
22 Silǝr nemixⱪa Tǝngridǝk manga ziyankǝxlik ⱪilisilǝr? Silǝr nemixⱪa ǝtlirimgǝ xunqǝ toymaysilǝr!
Why do you persecute me as God, and are not satisfied with my flesh?
23 Aⱨ, mening sɵzlirim yezilsidi! Ular bir yazmiƣa pütüklük bolƣan bolatti!
"Oh that my words were now written. Oh that they were inscribed in a scroll.
24 Ular tɵmür ⱪǝlǝm bilǝn ⱪoƣuxun iqigǝ yezilsidi! Əbǝdil’ǝbǝd tax üstigǝ oyup pütülgǝn bolatti!
That with an iron pen and lead they were engraved in the rock forever.
25 Biraⱪ mǝn xuni bilimǝnki, ɵzümning Ⱨǝmjǝmǝt-Ⱪutⱪuzƣuqim ⱨayattur, U ahirǝt künidǝ yǝr yüzidǝ turup turidu!
But as for me, I know that my Redeemer lives. In the end, he will stand upon the earth.
26 Ⱨǝm mening bu terǝ-ǝtlirim buzulƣandin keyin, Mǝn yǝnila tenimdǝ turup Tǝngrini kɵrimǝn!
After my skin is destroyed, then in my flesh shall I see God,
27 Uni ɵzümla ǝyni ⱨalda kɵrimǝn, Baxⱪa adǝmning ǝmǝs, bǝlki ɵzümning kɵzi bilǝn ⱪaraymǝn; Aⱨ, ⱪǝlbim buningƣa xunqǝ intizardur!
Whom I, even I, shall see on my side. My eyes shall see, and not as a stranger. My heart is consumed within me.
28 Əgǝr silǝr: «Ixning yiltizi uningdidur, Uni ⱪandaⱪ ⱪilip ⱪistap ⱪoƣliwetǝlǝymiz?!» — desǝnglar,
If you say, 'How we will persecute him, because the root of the matter is found in him.'
29 Əmdi ɵzünglar ⱪiliqtin ⱪorⱪⱪininglar tüzük! Qünki [Hudaning] ƣǝzipi ⱪiliq jazasini elip kelidu, Xuning bilǝn silǝr [Hudaning] sotining ⱪuruⱪ gǝp ǝmǝslikini bilisilǝr».
Be afraid of the sword, for wrath brings the punishments of the sword, that you may know there is a judgment."
