Ayup 30
1 — «Biraⱪ ⱨazir bolsa, yaxlar meni mazaⱪ ⱪilidu, Ularning dadilirini ⱨǝtta padamni baⱪidiƣan itlar bilǝn billǝ ixlǝxkǝ yol ⱪoyuxnimu yaman kɵrǝttim.
And now, laughed at me, Have the younger in days than I, Whose fathers I have loathed to set With the dogs of my flock.
2 Ularning maƣduri kǝtkǝndin keyin, Ⱪolidiki küq manga nemǝ payda yǝtküzǝlisun?
Also — the power of their hands, why [is it] to me? On them hath old age perished.
3 Yoⱪsuzluⱪ ⱨǝm aqliⱪtin yiglǝp kǝtkǝn, Ular uzundin buyan qɵldǝrǝp kǝtkǝn dǝxt-bayawanda ⱪuruⱪ yǝrni ƣajaydu.
With want and with famine gloomy, Those fleeing to a dry place, Formerly a desolation and waste,
4 Ular ǝmǝn-xiwaⱪni qatⱪallar arisidin yulidu, Xumbuyining yiltizlirinimu terip ɵzlirigǝ nan ⱪilidu.
Those cropping mallows near a shrub, And broom-roots [is] their food.
5 Ular ǝl-yurtlardin ⱨǝydiwetilgǝn bolidu, Kixilǝr ularni kɵrüpla oƣrini kɵrgǝndǝk warⱪirap tillaydu.
From the midst they are cast out, (They shout against them as a thief),
6 Xuning bilǝn ular sürlük jilƣilarda ⱪonup, Taxlar arisida, ƣarlar iqidǝ yaxaxⱪa mǝjbur bolidu.
In a frightful place of valleys to dwell, Holes of earth and clefts.
7 Qatⱪalliⱪ arisida ular ⱨangrap ketidu, Tikǝnlǝr astida ular dügdiyip olturixidu;
Among shrubs they do groan, Under nettles they are gathered together.
8 Nadanlarning, nam-abruyisizlarning baliliri, Ular zemindin sürtoⱪay ⱨǝydiwetilgǝn.
Sons of folly — even sons without name, They have been smitten from the land.
9 Mǝn ⱨazir bolsam bularning ⱨǝjwiy nahxisi, Ⱨǝtta sɵz-qɵqikining dǝstiki bolup ⱪaldim!
And now, their song I have been, And I am to them for a byword.
10 Ular mǝndin nǝprǝtlinip, Mǝndin yiraⱪ turup, Yüzümgǝ tükürüxtinmu yanmaydu.
They have abominated me, They have kept far from me, And from before me have not spared to spit.
11 Qünki [Huda] mening ⱨayat rixtimni üzüp, meni japaƣa qɵmdürgǝn, Xuning bilǝn xu adǝmlǝr aldimda tizginlirini eliwǝtkǝn.
Because His cord He loosed and afflicteth me, And the bridle from before me, They have cast away.
12 Ong yenimda bir top qüprǝndǝ yaxlar ornidin turup, Ular putumni turƣan yeridin ittiriwǝtmǝkqi, Ular sepilimƣa ⱨujum pǝlǝmpǝylirini kɵtürüp turidu;
On the right hand doth a brood arise, My feet they have cast away, And they raise up against me, Their paths of calamity.
13 Ular yolumni buzuwetidu, Ularning ⱨeq yɵlǝnqüki bolmisimu, Ⱨalakitimni ilgiri sürmǝktǝ.
They have broken down my path, By my calamity they profit, 'He hath no helper.'
14 Ular sepilning kǝng bɵsük jayidin bɵsüp kirgǝndǝk kirixidu; Wǝyranilikimdin paydilinip qong taxlardǝk domilap kirixidu.
As a wide breach they come, Under the desolation have rolled themselves.
15 Wǝⱨimilǝr burulup meni ɵz nixani ⱪilƣan; Xuning bilǝn ⱨɵrmitim xamal ɵtüp yoⱪ bolƣandǝk ⱨǝydiwetildi, Awatqiliⱪimmu bulut ɵtüp kǝtkǝndǝk ɵtüp kǝtti.
He hath turned against me terrors, It pursueth as the wind mine abundance, And as a thick cloud, Hath my safety passed away.
16 Ⱨazir bolsa jenim ⱪaqidin tɵkülüp kǝtkǝndǝk; Azabliⱪ künlǝr meni tutuwaldi.
And now, in me my soul poureth itself out, Seize me do days of affliction.
17 Keqilǝr bolsa, manga sɵngǝklirimgiqǝ sanjimaⱪta; Aƣriⱪlirim meni qixlǝp dǝm almaydu.
At night my bone hath been pierced in me, And mine eyelids do not lie down.
18 [Aƣriⱪlar] zor küqi bilǝn manga kiyim-keqikimdǝk boldi; Ular kɵnglikimning yaⱪisidǝk manga qaplixiwaldi.
By the abundance of power, Is my clothing changed, As the mouth of my coat it doth gird me.
19 Huda meni sazliⱪⱪa taxliwǝtkǝn, Mǝn topa-qangƣa wǝ külgǝ ohxax bolup ⱪaldim.
Casting me into mire, And I am become like dust and ashes.
20 Mǝn Sanga nalǝ-pǝryad kɵtürmǝktimǝn, Biraⱪ Sǝn manga jawab bǝrmǝysǝn; Mǝn ornumdin tursam, Sǝn pǝⱪǝtla manga ⱪarapla ⱪoyisǝn.
I cry unto Thee, And Thou dost not answer me, I have stood, and Thou dost consider me.
21 Sǝn ɵzgirip manga bir zalim boldung; Ⱪolungning küqi bilǝn manga zǝrbǝ ⱪiliwatisǝn;
Thou art turned to be fierce to me, With the strength of Thy hand, Thou oppressest me.
22 Sǝn meni kɵtürüp Xamalƣa mindürgǝnsǝn; Boran-qapⱪunda tǝǝlluⱪatimni yoⱪ ⱪiliwǝtkǝnsǝn.
Thou dost lift me up, On the wind Thou dost cause me to ride, And Thou meltest — Thou levellest me.
23 Qünki Sǝn meni ahirida ɵlümgǝ, Yǝni barliⱪ ⱨayat igilirining «yiƣilix ɵyi»gǝ kǝltürüwatisǝn.
For I have known To death Thou dost bring me back, And [to] the house appointed for all living.
24 U ⱨalak ⱪilƣan waⱪtida kixilǝr nalǝ-pǝryad kɵtürsimu, U ⱪolini uzatⱪanda, duaning dǝrwǝⱪǝ ⱨeqⱪandaⱪ nǝtijisi yoⱪ;
Surely not against the heap Doth He send forth the hand, Though in its ruin they have safety.
25 Mǝn künliri tǝs kixi üqün yiƣlap [dua ⱪilƣan] ǝmǝsmu? Namratlar üqün jenim azablanmidimu?
Did not I weep for him whose day is hard? Grieved hath my soul for the needy.
26 Mǝn ɵzüm yahxiliⱪ kütüp yürginim bilǝn, yamanliⱪ kelip ⱪaldi; Nur kütkinim bilǝn, ⱪarangƣuluⱪ kǝldi.
When good I expected, then cometh evil, And I wait for light, and darkness cometh.
27 Iqim ⱪazandǝk ⱪaynap, aramliⱪ tapmaywatidu; Azabliⱪ künlǝr manga yüzlǝndi.
My bowels have boiled, and have not ceased, Gone before me have days of affliction.
28 Mǝn ⱪuyax nurini kɵrmǝymu ⱪaridap yürmǝktimǝn; Halayiⱪ arisida mǝn ornumdin turup, nalǝ-pǝryad kɵtürimǝn.
Mourning I have gone without the sun, I have risen, in an assembly I cry.
29 Mǝn qilbɵrilǝrgǝ ⱪerindax bolup ⱪaldim, Ⱨuwⱪuxlarning ⱨǝmraⱨi boldum.
A brother I have been to dragons, And a companion to daughters of the ostrich.
30 Terǝm ⱪariyip mǝndin ajrap ketiwatidu, Sɵngǝklirim ⱪiziⱪtin kɵyüp ketiwatidu.
My skin hath been black upon me, And my bone hath burned from heat,
31 Qiltarimdin matǝm mǝrsiyǝsi qiⱪidu, Neyimning awazi ⱨaza tutⱪuqilarning yiƣisiƣa aylinip ⱪaldi».
And my harp doth become mourning, And my organ the sound of weeping.
