< Pǝnd-nǝsiⱨǝtlǝr 18 >
1 Kɵpqiliktin ayrilip yalƣuz yürgǝn kixi ⱨaman ɵz nǝpsigǝ qoƣ tartar; Ⱨǝrⱪandaⱪ qin ⱨekmǝtkǝ ⱨaman jan-jǝⱨli bilǝn ⱪarxi qiⱪar.
He that separateth himself seeketh [his own] desire, and rageth against all sound wisdom.
2 Əhmǝⱪ yorutuluxⱪa ⱪiziⱪmas; Ⱪiziⱪidiƣini pǝⱪǝt ɵz oyliƣanlirini kɵrsitixla, halas.
A fool hath no delight in understanding, but only that his heart may reveal itself.
3 Yaman kixi kǝlsǝ, nǝprǝtmu pǝyda bolar; Nomussiz ix iza-aⱨanǝttin ayrilmas.
When the wicked cometh, there cometh also contempt, and with ignominy cometh reproach.
4 Adǝmning sɵzliri qongⱪur sularƣa ohxar; Danaliⱪ buliⱪi eriⱪ süyidǝk ɵrkǝxlǝp aⱪar.
The words of a man’s mouth are as deep waters; the wellspring of wisdom is as a flowing brook.
5 Yamanƣa yan besixⱪa, Soraⱪta ⱨǝⱪⱪaniyƣa uwal ⱪilixⱪa ⱪǝt’iy bolmas.
To accept the person of the wicked is not good, [nor] to turn aside the righteous in judgment.
6 Əhmǝⱪning lǝwliri uni jedǝlgǝ baxlar; Uning aƣzi «Meni dumbala» dǝp tǝklip ⱪilar.
A fool’s lips enter into contention, and his mouth calleth for stripes.
7 Əhmǝⱪning aƣzi ɵz bexiƣa ⱨalakǝttur; Uning lǝwliri ɵz jeniƣa ⱪapⱪandur.
A fool’s mouth is his destruction, and his lips are the snare of his soul.
8 Ƣǝywǝthorning sɵzliri ⱨǝrhil nazunemǝtlǝrdǝk, Kixining ⱪǝlbigǝ qongⱪur singdürülǝr.
The words of a whisperer are as dainty, morsels, and they go down into the innermost parts of the belly.
9 Ixida ⱨurun bolƣan kiximu, Buzƣunqi bilǝn ülpǝtdax bolidu.
He also that is slack in his work is brother to him that is a destroyer.
10 Pǝrwǝrdigarning nami mǝzmut munardur; Ⱨǝⱪⱪaniylar uning iqigǝ yügürüp kirip yuⱪirida aman bolar.
The name of the LORD is a strong tower: the righteous runneth into it, and is safe.
11 Bay adǝm mal-dunyasini «mustǝⱨkǝm xǝⱨirim» dǝp bilǝr; Nǝziridǝ ɵzini saⱪlaydiƣan egiz sepildǝk turar.
The rich man’s wealth is his strong city, and as an high wall in his own imagination.
12 Bitqit boluxtin awwal, kɵngülgǝ tǝkǝbburluⱪ kelǝr; Awwal kǝmtǝrlik bolsa, andin xɵⱨrǝt kelǝr.
Before destruction the heart of man is haughty, and before honour [goeth] humility.
13 Sɵzni anglimay turup, aldirap jawab bǝrgǝn, Əhmǝⱪliⱪini kɵrsitip ɵzini hijalǝttǝ ⱪaldurur.
He that giveth answer before he heareth, it is folly and shame unto him.
14 Tǝndiki aƣriⱪ azabiƣa adǝmning ɵz roⱨi bǝrdaxliⱪ bǝrgüzǝr; Biraⱪ roⱨi sunƣan bolsa uni kim kɵtürǝr?
The spirit of a man will sustain his infirmity; but a broken spirit who can bear?
15 Yorutulƣanning ⱪǝlbi bilimgǝ erixmǝktǝ, Aⱪilanining ⱪulaⱪliri bilimni izdimǝktǝ.
The heart of the prudent getteth knowledge; and the ear of the wise seeketh knowledge.
16 Sowƣat ɵz igisigǝ ixikni daƣdam eqip berǝr; Uni qong ǝrbablar aldiƣa yǝtküzǝr.
A man’s gift maketh room for him, and bringeth him before great men.
17 Dǝwa ⱪilƣanda, awwal sɵzligüqining sɵzliri orunluⱪ kɵrünǝr; Lekin ⱪarxi tǝrǝp soal ⱪoyup ixni sürüxtürǝr.
He that pleadeth his cause first [seemeth] just; but his neighbour cometh and searcheth him out.
18 Qǝk taxlax jedǝllǝrni tügitǝr; Ƣojilarning arisidiki ixnimu ⱨǝl ⱪilar.
The lot causeth contentions to cease, and parteth between the mighty.
19 Rǝnjigǝn ⱪerindaxning kɵnglini elix mustǝⱨkǝm xǝⱨǝrni elixtinmu tǝs; Jedǝl-majira ⱪorƣanning taⱪaⱪ-baldaⱪliriƣa ohxaxtur.
A brother offended [is harder to be won] than a strong city: and [such] contentions are like the bars of a castle.
20 Adǝm [durus] sɵzligǝnlikidin ⱪorsiⱪi toⱪ bolar; Ɵz kɵnglidin qiⱪⱪan sɵzliridin mol ⱨosul alar.
A man’s belly shall be filled with the fruit of his mouth; with the increase of his lips shall he be satisfied.
21 Ⱨayat-mamat tilning ilkididur; Kimki uning tǝsirini ǝtiwarlisa uning mewisidin yǝr.
Death and life are in the power of the tongue; and they that love it shall eat the fruit thereof.
22 Hotunni tallap alƣan kixi yahxiliⱪ tapidu, U Pǝrwǝrdigarning mǝrⱨimitigǝ erixkǝn bolidu.
Whoso findeth a wife findeth a good thing, and obtaineth favour of the LORD.
23 Miskinlǝr pǝs awazda yelinip sɵzlǝr; Bay bolsa ⱪopalliⱪ bilǝn jawab berǝr.
The poor useth entreaties: but the rich answereth roughly.
24 Dostni kɵp tutⱪan kixi harab bolar; Lekin ⱪerindaxtinmu yeⱪin baƣlanƣan bir dost bardur.
He that maketh many friends [doeth it] to his own destruction: but there is a friend that sticketh closer than a brother.