Ayup 39
1 Sǝn taƣdiki yawa ɵqkilǝrning ⱪaqan tuƣidiƣanliⱪini bilǝmsǝn? Jǝrǝnlǝrning baliliƣanliⱪini kɵzitip baⱪⱪanmusǝn?
“Do you know when mountain goats give birth? Have you watched the doe bear her fawn?
2 Ularning boƣaz bolƣili nǝqqǝ ay bolƣanliⱪini saniyalamsǝn? Ularning balilaydiƣan waⱪtidin hǝwiring barmu?
Can you count the months they are pregnant? Do you know the time they give birth?
3 Ular ⱪǝddini püküp, yetip balilirini tuƣidu, Ular ɵzidiki tolƣaⱪni qiⱪirip taxlaydu;
They crouch down and bring forth their young; they deliver their newborn.
4 Ularning baliliri küqlinip yetilidu, Ular dalada ɵsüp, [anisining] yenidin qiⱪip ⱪaytip kǝlmǝydu.
Their young ones thrive and grow up in the open field; they leave and do not return.
5 Yawa exǝkni dalaƣa ⱪoyuwetip ǝrkinlikkǝ qiⱪarƣan kim? Xax exǝkning nohtilirini yexiwǝtkǝn kim?
Who set the wild donkey free? Who released the swift donkey from the harness?
6 Qɵl-bayawanni uning ɵyi ⱪilƣanmǝn, Xorluⱪnimu uning turalƣusi ⱪilƣanmǝn.
I made the wilderness his home and the salt flats his dwelling.
7 U xǝⱨǝrning ⱪiyⱪas-sürǝnliridin yiraⱪ turup uni mazaⱪ ⱪilidu; U exǝkqining warⱪirixinimu anglimaydu.
He scorns the tumult of the city and never hears the shouts of a driver.
8 U taƣlarni ɵz yayliⱪim dǝp kezidu, Xu yǝrdiki ⱨǝmmǝ gül-giyaⱨni izdǝp yüridu.
He roams the mountains for pasture, searching for any green thing.
9 Yawa kala bolsa hizmitinggǝ kirixkǝ razi bolamdu? Sening oⱪurungning yenida turuxⱪa unamdu?
Will the wild ox consent to serve you? Will he stay by your manger at night?
10 Yawa kalini tana bilǝn baƣlap, tapⱪa qüxürǝlǝmsǝn?! U sanga ǝgixip jilƣilarda mengip tirna tartamdu?
Can you hold him to the furrow with a harness? Will he plow the valleys behind you?
11 Uning küqi zor bolƣanliⱪi üqün uningƣa tayinamsǝn? Əmgikingni uningƣa amanǝt ⱪilamsǝn?
Can you rely on his great strength? Will you leave your hard work to him?
12 Danliringni ɵygǝ kɵtürüp ǝkilixni uningƣa tapxuramsǝn? «[Danlirimni] haminimƣa yiƣixturidu» dǝp uningƣa ixǝnǝmsǝn?
Can you trust him to bring in your grain and gather it to your threshing floor?
13 Tɵgiⱪux ⱪanatlirini xadliⱪ bilǝn ⱪaⱪidu, Biraⱪ bular lǝylǝkning ⱪanat uqliri ⱨǝm pǝylirigǝ yetǝmdu?
The wings of the ostrich flap joyfully, but cannot match the pinions and feathers of the stork.
14 U tuhumlirini yǝrgǝ taxlap ⱪoyidu, Tuhumlirim topida issitilsun, dǝydu.
For she leaves her eggs on the ground and lets them warm in the sand.
15 Ularning tasadipiy dǝssilip yanjilidiƣanliⱪini, Dalidiki birǝr ⱨaywanning asanla ularni dǝssǝp-qǝylǝydiƣanliⱪini untuydu.
She forgets that a foot may crush them, or a wild animal may trample them.
16 Balilirini ɵzining ǝmǝstǝk baƣrini ⱪattiⱪ ⱪilidu; Uning tuƣutining ǝjri bikarƣa ketidu, Biraⱪ u pisǝnt ⱪilmiƣandǝk turidu.
She treats her young harshly, as if not her own, with no concern that her labor was in vain.
17 Qünki Tǝngri uni kǝm ǝⱪil ⱪilƣan, Uningƣa danaliⱪni bǝrmigǝn.
For God has deprived her of wisdom; He has not endowed her with understanding.
18 Ⱨalbuki, u yügürüx aldida mǝydisini yuⱪiriƣa kɵtürginidǝ, At ⱨǝm atliⱪlarni kǝmsitip mazaⱪ ⱪilidu.
Yet when she proudly spreads her wings, she laughs at the horse and its rider.
19 Sǝn atⱪa küq beƣixliƣanmiding? Sǝn uning boyniƣa yǝlpünüp turidiƣan yaylini kiygüzgǝnmiding?
Do you give strength to the horse or adorn his neck with a mane?
20 Sǝn uni ⱨǝywǝtlik purⱪuxliri bilǝn adǝmni ⱪorⱪutidiƣan, Qekǝtkidǝk sǝkrǝydiƣan ⱪilalamsǝn?
Do you make him leap like a locust, striking terror with his proud snorting?
21 U ǝxǝddiylik bilǝn yǝr tatilap-zohqup, Ɵz küqidin xadlinip ketidu, Ⱪoralliⱪ ⱪoxun bilǝn jǝng ⱪilixⱪa atlinidu.
He paws in the valley and rejoices in his strength; he charges into battle.
22 U ⱪorⱪunqⱪa nisbǝtǝn külüpla ⱪoyidu, Ⱨeqnemidin ⱪorⱪmaydu; Ⱪiliqning bisidin u yanmaydu.
He laughs at fear, frightened of nothing; he does not turn back from the sword.
23 Oⱪdan, julaliⱪ nǝyzǝ, Gɵrzimu uning yenida xaraⱪxiydu,
A quiver rattles at his side, along with a flashing spear and lance.
24 U yǝrni aqqiⱪ ⱨǝm ƣǝzǝp bilǝn yutuwetidu, [Jǝng] kanayini bir anglapla ⱨayajanlinip ⱪin-ⱪiniƣa patmay ketidu.
Trembling with excitement, he devours the distance; he cannot stand still when the ram’s horn sounds.
25 Kanaylarning awazi bilǝnla u: «Ayⱨay!» dǝydu, U jǝngni yiraⱪtin purap bolidu. U sǝrkǝrdilǝrning towlaxlirini, jǝngqilǝrning warⱪiraxlirini huxalliⱪ bilǝn anglaydu.
At the blast of the horn, he snorts with fervor. He catches the scent of battle from afar— the shouts of captains and the cry of war.
26 Sar sening ǝⱪling bilǝn uqamdu, Ⱪanatlirini jǝnubⱪa ⱪarap kerǝmdu?
Does the hawk take flight by your understanding and spread his wings toward the south?
27 Bürküt buyruⱪung bilǝn yuⱪiriƣa pǝrwaz ⱪilip kɵtürülǝmdu, Uwisini yuⱪiriƣa salamdu?
Does the eagle soar at your command and make his nest on high?
28 U ⱪoram taxning üstidǝ makanlixidu, U taƣning qoⱪⱪisiƣa ⱪonidu, Tik ⱪiyanimu turalƣusi ⱪilidu.
He dwells on a cliff and lodges there; his stronghold is on a rocky crag.
29 Xu yǝrdin u owni paylap bayⱪiwalidu, Kɵzliri yiraⱪ-yiraⱪlarni kɵzitidu.
From there he spies out food; his eyes see it from afar.
30 Uning baliliri ⱪan xoraydu; Ɵltürülgǝnlǝr nǝdǝ bolsa, u xu yǝrdǝ bolidu».
His young ones feast on blood; and where the slain are, there he is.”
