Job 13
1 Lo, mine eye hath seen all [this], mine ear hath heard and understood it.
Mana, méning közüm bularning hemmisini körüp chiqqan; Méning quliqim bularni anglap chüshen’gen.
2 What ye know, [the same] do I know also: I am not inferior unto you.
Silerning bilgenliringlarni menmu bilimen; Méning silerdin qélishquchilikim yoq.
3 Surely I would speak to the Almighty, and I desire to reason with God.
Biraq méning arzuyum Hemmige qadir bilen sözlishishtur, Méning Xuda bilen munazire qilghum kélidu.
4 But ye are forgers of lies, ye are all physicians of no value.
Siler bolsanglar töhmet chaplighuchilar, Hemminglar yaramsiz téwipsiler.
5 Oh that ye would altogether hold your peace! and it should be your wisdom.
Siler peqetla sükütte turghan bolsanglar’idi! Bu siler üchün danaliq bolatti!
6 Hear now my reasoning, and hearken to the pleadings of my lips.
Méning munaziremge qulaq sélinglar, Lewlirimdiki muhakimilerni anglap béqinglar.
7 Will ye speak unrighteously for God, and talk deceitfully for him?
Siler Xudaning wakaletchisi süpitide boluwélip biadil söz qilamsiler? Uning üchün hiyle-mikirlik gep qilmaqchimusiler?
8 Will ye respect his person? will ye contend for God?
Uninggha yüz-xatire qilip [xushamet] qilmaqchimusiler?! Uninggha wakaliten dewa sorimaqchimusiler?
9 Is it good that he should search you out? or as one deceiveth a man, will ye deceive him?
U ich-baghringlarni axturup chiqsa, siler üchün yaxshi bolattimu? Insan balisini aldighandek uni aldimaqchimusiler?
10 He will surely reprove you, if ye do secretly respect persons.
Siler yüz-xatire qilip yoshurunche xushamet qilsanglar, U choqum silerni eyibleydu.
11 Shall not his excellency make you afraid, and his dread fall upon you?
Buningdin köre Uning heywisining silerni qorqatqini, Uning wehimisining silerge chüshkini tüzük emesmu?
12 Your memorable sayings [are] proverbs of ashes, your defences [are] defences of clay.
Pend-nesihetinglar peqet külge oxshash sözler, xalas; Siler [ishench baghlighan] istihkaminglar peqet lay istihkamlar, xalas.
13 Hold your peace, let me alone, that I may speak, and let come on me what wilt.
Méni ixtiyarimgha qoyuwétip zuwan sürmenglar, méni gep qilghili qoyunglar. Béshimgha hernéme kelse kelsun!
14 Wherefore should I take my flesh in my teeth, and put my life in mine hand?
Qandaqla bolmisun, jénim bilen tewekkul qilimen, Men jénimni alqinimgha élip qoyimen!
15 Though he slay me, yet will I wait for him: nevertheless I will maintain my ways before him.
U jénimni alsimu men yenila Uni kütimen, Uninggha tayinimen; Biraq qandaqla bolmisun men tutqan yollirimni Uning aldida aqlimaqchimen;
16 This also shall be my salvation; for a godless man shall not come before him.
Bundaq qilishim manga nijatliq bolidu; Chünki iplas bir adem uning aldigha baralmaydu.
17 Hear diligently my speech, and let my declaration be in your ears.
Sözlirimni diqqet bilen anglanglar, Bayanlirimgha obdan qulaq sélinglar.
18 Behold now, I have ordered my cause; I know that I am righteous.
Mana, men öz dewayimni tertipliq qilip teyyar qildim; Men özümning heqiqeten aqlinidighanliqimni bilimen.
19 Who is he that will contend with me? for now shall I hold my peace and give up the ghost.
Men bilen bes-munazire qilidighan qéni kim barkin? Hazir süküt qilghan bolsam, tiniqtin toxtighan bolattim!
20 Only do not two things unto me, then will I not hide myself from thy face:
[Ah Xuda]! Manga peqet ikki ishnila qilip bergin; Shundaq bolghandila, men özümni Sendin qachurmaymen:
21 Withdraw thine hand far from me; and let not thy terror make me afraid.
— Qolungni mendin yiraq qilghin; — Wehimeng méni qorqatmisun.
22 Then call thou, and I will answer; or let me speak, and answer thou me.
Andin méni sot qilishqa chaqir, men sanga jawab bérimen; Yaki men Sanga [dewayimdin] söz qilsam, Senmu manga jawab bérisen.
23 How many are mine iniquities and sins? make me to know my transgression and my sin.
Méning qebihliklirim hem gunahlirim zadi qanchilik? Itaetsizlikim hem gunahimni manga körsitip ber!
24 Wherefore hidest thou thy face, and holdest me for thine enemy?
Némishqa didaringni mendin yoshurisen? Némishqa méni Öz düshmining dep bilding?
25 Wilt thou harass a driven leaf? and wilt thou pursue the dry stubble?
Uyaq-buyaqqa uchuruwétilidighan anchiki bir yopurmaqni wehimige salmaqchimusen? Qurup ketken paxalni qoghlimaqchimusen?
26 For thou writest bitter things against me, and makest me to inherit the iniquities of my youth:
Chünki Sen méning üstümdin zeherdek erzlerni yazisen, Sen yashliqimdiki qebihliklirimni manga qayturuwatisen.
27 Thou puttest my feet also in the stocks, and markest all my paths; thou drawest thee a line about the soles of my feet:
Men chirip ketken bir nerse, Men peqet küye yégen bir kiyimla bolghinim bilen, Lékin Sen méning putlirimni kishenleysen, Hemme yollirimni közitip yürisen; Tapanlirimgha mangmasliq üchün chek sizip qoyghansen.
28 Though I am like a rotten thing that consumeth, like a garment that is moth-eaten.
