Ayup 27
1 Ayup bayanini dawamlaxturup mundaⱪ dedi: —
Job again took up his parable, and said,
2 «Mening ⱨǝⱪⱪimni tartiwalƣan Tǝngrining ⱨayati bilǝn, Jenimni aƣritⱪan Ⱨǝmmigǝ Ⱪadirning ⱨǝⱪⱪi bilǝn ⱪǝsǝm ⱪilimǝnki,
"As God lives, who has taken away my right, Shaddai, who has made my soul bitter.
3 Tenimdǝ nǝpǝs bolsila, Tǝngrining bǝrgǝn Roⱨi dimiƣimda tursila,
(For the length of my life is still in me, and the spirit of God is in my nostrils);
4 Lǝwlirimdin ⱨǝⱪⱪaniysiz sɵzlǝr qiⱪmaydu, Tilim aldamqiliⱪ bilǝn ⱨeq xiwirlimaydu!
surely my lips shall not speak unrighteousness, neither shall my tongue utter deceit.
5 Silǝrningkini toƣra deyix mǝndin yiraⱪ tursun! Jenim qiⱪⱪanƣa ⱪǝdǝr durusluⱪumni ɵzümdin ayrimaymǝn!
Far be it from me that I should justify you. Until I die I will not put away my integrity from me.
6 Adilliⱪimni qing tutuwerimǝn, uni ⱪoyup bǝrmǝymǝn, Wijdanim yaxiƣan ⱨeqbir künümdǝ meni ǝyiblimisun!
I hold fast to my righteousness, and will not let it go. My conscience will not accuse me as long as I live.
7 Mening düxminim rǝzillǝrgǝ ohxax bolsun, Manga ⱪarxi qiⱪⱪanlar ⱨǝⱪⱪaniysiz dǝp ⱪaralsun.
"Let my enemy be as the wicked. Let him who rises up against me be as the unrighteous.
8 Qünki Tǝngri iplas adǝmni üzüp taxliƣanda, Uning jenini alƣanda, Uning yǝnǝ nemǝ ümidi ⱪalar?
For what is the hope of the godless, when he is cut off, when God takes away his life?
9 Balayi’apǝt uni besip qüxkǝndǝ, Tǝngri uning nalǝ-pǝryadini anglamdu?
Will God hear his cry when trouble comes on him?
10 U Ⱨǝmmigǝ Ⱪadirdin sɵyünǝmdu? U ⱨǝrdaim Tǝngrigǝ iltija ⱪilalamdu?
Will he delight himself in Shaddai, and call on God at all times?
11 Mǝn Tǝngrining ⱪolining ⱪilƣanliri toƣrisida silǝrgǝ mǝlumat berǝy; Ⱨǝmmigǝ Ⱪadirda nemǝ barliⱪini yoxurup yürmǝymǝn.
I will teach you about the hand of God. That which is with Shaddai will I not conceal.
12 Mana silǝr alliburun bularni kɵrüp qiⱪtinglar; Silǝr nemixⱪa axundaⱪ pütünlǝy ⱪuruⱪ hiyalliⱪ bolup ⱪaldinglar?
Look, all of you have seen it yourselves; why then have you become altogether vain?
13 Rǝzil adǝmlǝrning Tǝngri bekitkǝn aⱪiwiti xundaⱪki, Zorawanlarning Ⱨǝmmigǝ Ⱪadirdin alidiƣan nesiwisi xundaⱪki: —
"This is the portion of a wicked man with God, the heritage of oppressors, which they receive from Shaddai.
14 Uning baliliri kɵpǝysǝ, ⱪiliqlinix üqünla kɵpiyidu; Uning pǝrzǝntlirining neni yetixmǝydu.
If his children are multiplied, it is for the sword. His offspring shall not be satisfied with bread.
15 Uning ɵzidin keyin ⱪalƣan adǝmliri ɵlüm bilǝn biwasitǝ dǝpnǝ ⱪilinidu, Buning bilǝn ⱪalƣan tul hotunliri matǝm tutmaydu.
Those who remain of him shall be buried in death. His widows shall make no lamentation.
16 U kümüxlǝrni topa-qangdǝk yiƣip dɵwilisimu, Kiyim-keqǝklǝrni laydǝk kɵp yiƣsimu,
Though he heap up silver as the dust, and prepare clothing as the clay;
17 Bularning ⱨǝmmisini tǝyyarlisimu, Biraⱪ kiyimlǝrni ⱨǝⱪⱪaniylar kiyidu; Bigunaⱨlarmu kümüxlǝrni bɵlüxidu.
he may prepare it, but the just shall put it on, and the innocent shall divide the silver.
18 Uning yasiƣan ɵyi pǝrwanining ƣozisidǝk, Üzümzarning kɵzǝtqisi ɵzigǝ salƣan kǝpidǝk box bolidu.
He builds his house as the moth, as a booth which the watchman makes.
19 U bay bolup yetip dǝm alƣini bilǝn, Biraⱪ ǝng ahirⱪi ⱪetim keliduki, Kɵzini aqⱪanda, ǝmdi tügǝxtim dǝydu.
He lies down rich, but he shall not do so again. He opens his eyes, and it is gone.
20 Wǝⱨimilǝr kǝlkündǝk bexiƣa kelidu; Kǝqtǝ ⱪara ⱪuyun uni qanggiliƣa alidu.
Terrors overtake him like waters. A storm steals him away in the night.
21 Xǝrⱪ xamili uni uqurup ketidu; Xiddǝt bilǝn uni ornidin elip yiraⱪⱪa etip taxlaydu.
The east wind carries him away, and he departs. It sweeps him out of his place.
22 Boran uni ⱨeq ayimay, bexiƣa urulidu; U uning qanggilidin ⱪutulux üqün ⱨǝ dǝp urunidu;
For it hurls at him, and does not spare, as he flees away from his hand.
23 Biraⱪ [xamal] uningƣa ⱪarap qawak qalidu, Uni ornidin «ux-ux» ⱪilip ⱪoƣliwetidu».
Men shall clap their hands at him, and shall hiss him out of his place.
