Isaiah 23
1 The burden of Tyre. Howl, ye ships of Tarshish, for it is laid waste, so that there is no house, no entering in. It is revealed to them from the land of Kittim.
Tur toghruluq yüklen’gen wehiy: — — I Tarshishtiki kémiler, ah-zar kötürünglar! Chünki u xarab qilindi, Shu yerde öy yoq, portmu yoq. Séprus arilidin bu xewer [kémidikiler]ge ayan qilinidu.
2 Be still, ye inhabitants of the coast, thou whom the merchants of Sidon, who pass over the sea, have replenished.
Zidondiki sodigerler déngizdin ötüp silerni teminlep keldi, i araldikiler, Emdi shük bolunglar!
3 And on great waters the seed of the Shihor, the harvest of the Nile, was her revenue, and she was the mart of nations.
Shihordiki bipayan sular üstidin yötkigen danlar, Yeni Nil deryasining hosuli Turning daramiti bolghanidi; U ellerning baziri bolghanidi!
4 Be thou ashamed, O Sidon, for the sea has spoken, the stronghold of the sea, saying, I have not travailed, nor brought forth, neither have I nourished young men, nor brought up virgins.
I Zidon, xijalet bol, Chünki déngiz — yeni Turgha qorghan bolghan déngiz deyduki: — «Mende héch tolghaq bolmidi, héch tughmidim, Yigitlerni yaki qizlarni héch baqmighandekmen!»
5 When the report comes to Egypt, they shall be greatly pained at the report of Tyre.
Mushu xewer Misirgha yetkende, Ularmu bu xewer xuddi turgha kelgendek qattiq azablinidu.
6 Pass ye over to Tarshish. Wail, ye inhabitants of the coast.
— Siler déngizdin ötüp Tarshishqa kétinglar! I déngiz boyidikiler, ah-zar kötürünglar!
7 Is this your joyous city, whose antiquity is of ancient days, whose feet carried her afar off to sojourn?
Silerning qedim eyyamdin bar bolghan, Shad-xuramliqqa tolghan shehiringlar mushumu?! Mana ularning putliri özlirini musapir qilishqa yiraqlargha kötürüp baridu!
8 Who has purposed this against Tyre, the bestower of crowns, whose merchants are rulers, whose traders are the honored of the earth?
Tajlarni iltipat qilghuchi bolghan, Sodigerliri emirler bolghan, Dellalliri jahanda abruyluqlar hésablan’ghan turning bu teghdirini kim békitken?
9 Jehovah of hosts has purposed it, to stain the pride of all glory, to bring into contempt all the honorable of the earth.
— Bularni békitküchi samawi qoshunlarning Serdari Perwerdigardur! Meqsiti bolsa shan-shöhrettin kélip chiqqan jimi tekebburluqni reswa qilish, Jahandiki jimiki yüz-abruyluqlarni pesleshtürüshtin ibaret!
10 Pass through thy land as the Nile, O daughter of Tarshish, there is no restraint any more.
Tarshishning qizi, Nil deryasidek öz zéminingda erkin-azade yayra! Chünki [Turdin] kelgen tizgin hazir yoq.
11 He has stretched out his hand over the sea. He has shaken the kingdoms. Jehovah has given commandment concerning Canaan, to destroy the strongholds of it.
Chünki Perwerdigar qolini déngiz üstige uzitip, Döletlerni tewritidu. U Qanaan toghruluq emr qilghan, Uningdiki qel’e-qorghanlarni yoqutulsun dep perman chüshürgen.
12 And he said, Thou shall no more rejoice, O thou oppressed virgin daughter of Sidon. Arise, pass over to Kittim, even there shall thou have no rest.
We: — «I basqunchiliqqa uchrighan Zidon qizi, Sen ikkinchi héch tentene qilmaysen, Ornungdin turup, Séprus ariligha ötüp ketkin, Hetta shu yerde sen héch aram tapmaysen» — dédi.
13 Behold, the land of the Chaldeans. This people once was not. The Assyrian founded it for those who dwell in the wilderness. They set up their towers. They raised up the palaces of it. Then they made it a ruin.
Qaranglar, Babil-kaldiylerning zéminini! Bu yerning xelqi bolup baqmighandek qilidu; Asuriye uni chöl-bayawan janiwarliri üchün makan qilghan; Poteylerni yasap, ularning saray-ordilirini weyran qilip, xarabilikke aylanduruwetken.
14 Howl, ye ships of Tarshish, for your stronghold is laid waste.
I Tarshishtiki kémiler, ah-zar kötürünglar! Chünki qorghininglar xarab qilindi.
15 And it shall come to pass in that day, that Tyre shall be forgotten seventy years, according to the days of one king. After the end of seventy years it shall be to Tyre as in the song of the harlot:
We shu küni boliduki, Padishahning künlerni hésablighinidek, Tur yetmish yil untulidu. Yetmish yil ötkendin kéyin, Turning ehwali pahishe ayalning naxshisidek bolidu;
16 Take a harp, go about the city, thou harlot who has been forgotten. Make sweet melody, sing many songs, that thou may be remembered.
Chiltarni élip, sheherni aylinip yür, I untulghan pahishe ayal! Özüngge yene xeqning diqqitini tartay déseng, Yéqimliq bir pede chélip, köprek naxshilarni éyt!
17 And it came to pass after the end of seventy years, that Jehovah examined Tyre, and she has repented of her gift, that she play the harlot with all the kingdoms of the world upon the face of the earth.
Emdi shundaq boliduki, Yetmish yilning ötüshi bilen, Perwerdigar Turni yoqlaydu; Shuning bilen u yene özini ijarige bérip, Yer yüzidiki hemme padishahliqlar bilen yene buzuqchiliq qilidu;
18 And her merchandise and her pay shall be holiness to Jehovah. It shall not be treasured nor laid up, for her merchandise shall be for those who dwell before Jehovah, to eat sufficiently, and for durable clothing.
Shuning bilen uning malliri we özini sétip, tapqan puli bolsa Perwerdigargha atilip muqeddes bolidu; U xezinige sélinmaydu yaki toplanmaydu, Chünki uning mushu sodisi bolsa Perwerdigarning aldida turghanlar üchün ayrim qilinidu; U ulargha qan’ghuche yep-ichishke, shundaqla ularning ésil kiyim-kéchekliri üchün ishlitilidu.
