Isaiah 15
1 The burden of Moab. For in a night Ar of Moab is laid waste, and brought to nothing. For in a night Kir of Moab is laid waste, and brought to nothing.
Moab toghrisida yüklen’gen wehiy; Halaketlik bir kechtila, Moabtiki Ar shehiri weyran qilinidu; Halaketlik bir kechtila, Moabtiki Kir shehiri yoq qilinidu;
2 They have gone up to Bayith, and to Dibon, to the high places, to weep. Moab wails over Nebo, and over Medeba. On all their heads is baldness. Every beard is cut off.
Yigha-zarlar kötürüsh üchün, Mana u butxanisigha, Dibon’gha, shundaqla [barliq] égizliklirige chiqti; Moab Nébo we Medeba sheherliri üchün peryad kötüridu; Hemme bashlar taqir körünidu, Jimiki saqallar késilip chüshürüldi.
3 In their streets they gird themselves with sackcloth. On their housetops, and in their broad places, everyone wails, weeping abundantly.
Kochilarda ular böz kiyidu; Ögziliride, meydanlirida, herbir adem köz yashlirini yaghdurup peryad kötüridu.
4 And Heshbon cries out, and Elealeh. Their voice is heard even to Jahaz. Therefore the armed men of Moab cry aloud. His soul trembles within him.
Heshbon’gha, Éléalah sheherlirige yigha olishidu, Awazliri Yahaz shehirigimu yétip baridu. Shunga Moabning eskerlirimu nida qilidu; Uning wujud-baghrini titrek basidu.
5 My heart cries out for Moab. Her nobles flee to Zoar, to Eglath-shelishi-yah. For they go up with weeping by the ascent of Luhith. For they raise up a cry of destruction in the way of Horonaim.
Méning qelbimmu Moab üchün yigha-zar kötüridu; Ularning qachqunliri Zoargha hem Eglat-Shéli-Shijagha beder qachidu; Mana ular topliship, yighlighan péti Luhitqa chiqidighan dawan yoli bilen yuqirigha mangidu, Horonaimgha chüshidighan yolda turup halakettin nale-zar kötüridu.
6 For the waters of Nimrim shall be desolate, for the grass is withered away. The tender grass fails. There is no green thing.
Chünki Nimrimdiki sular qurup kétidu, Ot-chöpler soliship, Gül-giyah tügep kétidu; Héch yap-yéshilliq qalmaydu.
7 Therefore the abundance they have gotten, and that which they have laid up, they shall carry away over the brook of the willows.
Shunga ular bayliqliri, tapqan-terginini yighip «Terek wadisi»din ötmekchi bolidu;
8 For the cry has gone round about the borders of Moab, the wailing of it to Eglaim, and the wailing of it to Beer-elim.
Ularning kötürgen yighisi Moabning chégrasigha, Ahu-zarliri eglaimgha, Pighanliri Beer-élimgha yétidu.
9 For the waters of Dimon are full of blood. For I will bring yet more upon Dimon, a lion upon those of Moab who escape, and upon the remnant of the land.
Dimonning suliri qan’gha tolup kétidu, Chünki Dimonning üstige téximu köp balayi’apetni toplaymen; Chünki Moabning qachqunliri hem zéminida qalghanliriningmu üstige bir shirni ewetimen.
