Pǝnd-nǝsiⱨǝtlǝr 23
1 Katta ǝrbab bilǝn ⱨǝmdastihan bolsang, Aldingdiki kim ikǝnlikini obdan oylan.
When thou sittest to eat with a ruler, Consider well what is before thee;
2 Ixtiying yaman bolsa, Gelingƣa piqaⱪ tǝnglǝp turƣandǝk ɵzüngni tart.
For thou wilt put a knife to thy throat, If thou art a man given to appetite!
3 Uning nazunemǝtlirini tama ⱪilma, Ular adǝm aldaydiƣan tamaⱪlardur.
Long not for his dainties. For they are deceitful meat.
4 Bay bolimǝn dǝp ɵzüngni upratma; Ɵzüngning zeⱨningni bu ixⱪa ⱪaratma.
Toil not to become rich; Cease from this, thy wisdom.
5 [Bayliⱪlarƣa] kɵz tikixing bilǝnla, ular yoⱪ bolidu; Pul-mal dǝrwǝⱪǝ ɵzigǝ ⱪanat yasap, Huddi bürküttǝk asmanƣa uqup ketǝr.
Wilt thou let thine eyes fly toward them? They are gone! For riches truly make to themselves wings; They fly away like the eagle toward heaven.
6 Aq kɵzning nenini yemǝ, Uning esil nazunemǝtlirini tama ⱪilma;
Eat not the bread of him that hath an evil eye, And long not for his dainties;
7 Qünki uning kɵngli ⱪandaⱪ bolƣandǝk, ɵzimu xundaⱪ. U aƣzida: — Ⱪeni, alsila, iqsilǝ! — desimu, Biraⱪ kɵnglidǝ seni oyliƣini yoⱪ.
For as he thinketh in his heart, so is he. “Eat and drink!” saith he to thee; But his heart is not with thee.
8 Yegǝn bir yutum taamnimu ⱪusuwetisǝn, Uningƣa ⱪilƣan qirayliⱪ sɵzliringmu bikarƣa kǝtkǝn bolidu.
The morsel, which thou hast eaten, thou shalt vomit up; And thou wilt have thrown away thy sweet words.
9 Əhmǝⱪⱪǝ yol kɵrsitip salma, Qünki u ǝⱪil sɵzliringni kɵzgǝ ilmas.
Speak not in the ears of a fool; For he will despise the wisdom of thy words.
10 Ⱪǝdimdǝ bekitkǝn yǝrning pasil taxlirini yɵtkimǝ, Yetimlarning etizliriƣimu ayaƣ basma;
Remove not the ancient landmark, And enter not into the fields of the fatherless!
11 Qünki ularning Ⱨǝmjǝmǝt-Ⱪutⱪuzƣuqisi intayin küqlüktur; U Ɵzi ular üqün üstüngdin dǝwa ⱪilar.
For their avenger is mighty; He will maintain their cause against thee.
12 Nǝsiⱨǝtkǝ kɵngül ⱪoy, Ilim-bilimlǝrgǝ ⱪulaⱪ sal.
Apply thy heart to instruction, And thine ears to the words of knowledge.
13 Balangƣa tǝrbiyǝ berixtin erinmǝ; Əgǝr tayaⱪ bilǝn ursang, u ɵlüp kǝtmǝydu;
Withhold not correction from a child; If thou beat him with the rod, he will not die.
Beat him thyself with the rod, And thou shalt rescue him from the underworld. (Sheol h7585)
15 I oƣlum, dana bolsang, Mening ⱪǝlbim ⱪanqǝ hux bolar idi!
My son, if thy heart be wise, My heart shall rejoice, even mine;
16 Aƣzingda orunluⱪ sɵzlǝr bolsa, iq-iqimdin xadlinimǝn.
Yea, my reins shall exult, When thy lips speak right things.
17 Gunaⱨ sadir ⱪilƣuqilarƣa rǝxk ⱪilma, Ⱨǝrdaim Pǝrwǝrdigardin ǝyminixtǝ turƣin;
Let not thy heart envy sinners, But continue thou in the fear of the LORD all the day long;
18 Xundaⱪ ⱪilƣiningda jǝzmǝn kɵridiƣan yahxi kününg bolidu, Arzu-ümiding bikarƣa kǝtmǝs.
For surely there shall be a reward, And thine expectation shall not be cut off.
19 I oƣlum, sɵzümgǝ ⱪulaⱪ selip dana bol, Ⱪǝlbingni [Hudaning] yoliƣa baxliƣin.
Hear thou, my son, and be wise; And let thy heart go forward in the way!
20 Mǝyhorlarƣa arilaxma, Nǝpsi yaman gɵxhorlar bilǝn bardi-kǝldi ⱪilma;
Be not thou among winebibbers, And riotous eaters of flesh;
21 Qünki ⱨaraⱪkǝx bilǝn nǝpsi yaman ahirida yoⱪsulluⱪta ⱪalar, Ƣǝplǝt uyⱪusiƣa patⱪanlarƣa jǝndǝ kiyimni kiygüzǝr.
For the drunkard and the glutton shall come to poverty, And drowsiness will clothe a man with rags.
22 Seni tapⱪan atangning sɵzini angla, Anang ⱪeriƣanda uningƣa ⱨɵrmǝtsizlik ⱪilma.
Hearken to thy father, who begat thee, And despise not thy mother when she is old.
23 Ⱨǝⱪiⱪǝtni setiwal, Uni ⱨǝrgiz setiwǝtmǝ. Danaliⱪ, tǝrbiyǝ wǝ yorutuluxnimu al.
Buy the truth, and sell it not; Buy wisdom and instruction and understanding.
24 Ⱨǝⱪⱪaniy balining atisi qong huxalliⱪ tapar; Dana oƣulni tapⱪan atisi uningdin hursǝn bolar.
The father of a righteous man shall greatly rejoice; Yea, he who begetteth a wise child shall have joy in him.
25 Ata-anangni sɵyündürüp, Seni tuƣⱪan anangni hux ⱪil.
Let thy father and thy mother have joy; Yea, let her that bore thee rejoice!
26 I oƣlum, ⱪǝlbingni manga tapxur; Kɵzliringmu ⱨayatliⱪ yollirimƣa tikilsun!
My son, give me thy heart, And let thine eyes observe my ways!
27 Qünki paⱨixǝ ayal qongⱪur oridur, Buzuⱪ yat ayal tar zindandur;
For a harlot is a deep ditch; Yea, a strange woman is a narrow pit.
28 Ular ⱪaraⱪqidǝk mɵküwelip, Insaniyǝt arisidiki wapasizlarni kɵpǝytǝr.
Like a robber she lieth in wait, And increaseth the treacherous among men.
29 Kimdǝ azab bar? Kimdǝ dǝrd-ǝlǝm? Kim jedǝl iqidǝ ⱪalar? Kim nalǝ-pǝryad kɵtürǝr? Kim sǝwǝbsiz yarilinar? Kimning kɵzi ⱪizirip ketǝr?
Who hath woe? Who hath sorrow? Who contentions? Who anxiety? Who wounds without cause? Who dimness of eyes?
30 Dǝl xarab üstidǝ uzun olturƣan, Əbjǝx xarabtin tetixⱪa aldiriƣan mǝyhorlar!
They that tarry long at the wine; They that go in to seek mixed wine.
31 Xarabning ajayib ⱪizilliⱪiƣa, uning jamdiki julaliⱪiƣa, Kixining gelidin xundaⱪ siliⱪ ɵtkǝnlikigǝ mǝptun bolup ⱪalma!
Look not thou upon the wine when it is red, When it sparkleth in the cup, When it goeth down smoothly.
32 Ahirida u zǝⱨǝrlik yilandǝk qeⱪiwalidu, Oⱪ yilandǝk nǝxtirini sanjiydu.
At the last it biteth like a serpent, And stingeth like an adder.
33 Kɵz aldingda ƣǝlitǝ mǝnzirilǝr kɵrünidu, Aƣzingdin ⱪalaymiⱪan sɵzlǝr qiⱪidu.
Thine eyes will look upon strange women, And thy heart will utter perverse things.
34 Huddi dengiz-okyanlarda lǝylǝp ⱪalƣandǝk, Yǝlkǝnlik kemining moma yaƣiqi üstidǝ yatⱪandǝk bolisǝn.
Yea, thou shalt be as one that lieth down in the midst of the sea, And as one that lieth down upon the top of a mast.
35 Sǝn qoⱪum: — Birsi meni urdi, lekin mǝn yarilanmidim! Birsi meni tayaⱪ bilǝn urdi, biraⱪ aƣriⱪini sǝzmidim!» — dǝysǝn. Biraⱪ sǝn yǝnǝ: «Ⱨoxumƣa kǝlsǝmla, mǝn yǝnila xarabni izdǝymǝn! — dǝysǝn.
They have stricken me [[shalt thou say]], —I suffered no pain! They have beaten me, —I felt it not! When shall I awake? I will seek it yet again.
