Nahum 3
1 Woe to the bloody city! It is all full of lies and rapine. The prey departs not.
Ⱪanliⱪ xǝⱨǝrgǝ way! U yalƣanqiliⱪ, zulum-zorawanliⱪ bilǝn tolƣan, U olja elixtin ⱨeq ⱪol üzgǝn ǝmǝs!
2 The noise of the whip, and the noise of the rattling of wheels, and prancing horses, and bounding chariots,
Aⱨ, ⱪamqining ⱪarsildaxliri! Qaⱪlirining daⱪangxiwatⱪan, Atlarning qapqiwatⱪan, Pingildap ketiwatⱪan jǝng ⱨarwilirining sadaliri!
3 the horseman mounting, and the flashing sword, and the glittering spear, and a multitude of slain, and a great heap of corpses, and there is no end of the bodies. They stumble upon their bodies,
Ⱪara, atliⱪ lǝxkǝrlǝrning ⱪangⱪixliri, Ⱪiliqlarning walildaxliri, Nǝyzilǝrning palildaxliri, Ɵltürülgǝnlǝrning kɵplüki, Ɵlüklǝr dɵwǝ-dɵwǝ! Jǝsǝtlǝrning sani yoⱪtur; Ular jǝsǝtlǝrgǝ putlixidu.
4 because of the multitude of the whoredoms of the well-favored harlot, the mistress of witchcrafts, who sells nations through her whoredoms, and families through her witchcrafts.
— Seⱨirlǝrning piri u, — Əllǝrni paⱨixiwazliⱪi, Jǝmǝtlǝrni seⱨirliri bilǝn setiwetidu; Sǝn xerinsuhǝn paⱨixining nurƣun paⱨixilikliri tüpǝylidin,
5 Behold, I am against thee, says Jehovah of hosts, and I will uncover thy skirts upon thy face, and I will show the nations thy nakedness, and the kingdoms thy shame.
Mana, Mǝn sanga ⱪarxilixip qiⱪⱪanmǝn, — — dǝydu samawiy ⱪoxunlarning Sǝrdari bolƣan Pǝrwǝrdigar, Kɵnglikingning etikini ⱪayrip yüzünggǝ yepip, seni axkarilaymǝn, Əllǝrgǝ uyat yǝrliringni, Padixaⱨliⱪlarƣa nomusungni kɵrsitimǝn.
6 And I will cast abominable filth upon thee, and make thee vile, and will set thee as a gazing-stock.
Üstünggǝ nijasǝtni taxlaymǝn, Seni xǝrmǝndiqiliktǝ ⱪaldurimǝn, Seni rǝswa ⱪilimǝn.
7 And it shall come to pass, that all those who look upon thee shall flee from thee, and say, Nineveh is laid waste. Who will bemoan her? From where shall I seek comforters for thee?
Wǝ xundaⱪ boliduki, Seni kɵrgǝnlǝrning ⱨǝmmisi sǝndin ⱪeqip: — «Ninǝwǝ wǝyran ⱪilindi! Uning üqün kim ⱨaza tutidu?» — dǝydu; Mǝn sanga tǝsǝlli bǝrgüqilǝrni nǝdin tepip berimǝn?
8 Are thou better than No-amon, that was situated among the rivers, that had the waters round about her, whose rampart was the sea, and her wall was of the sea?
Sǝn dǝryalarning otturisida turƣan, Ətrapida sular bolƣan, Istiⱨkami dengiz bolƣan, Sepili dengiz bolƣan No-Amon xǝⱨiridin ǝwzǝlmusǝn?
9 Ethiopia and Egypt were her strength, and it was infinite. Put and Lubim were thy helpers.
Efiopiyǝmu, Misirmu uning küq-ⱪudriti idi, Ularning küqi qǝksiz idi; Put ⱨǝm Liwiyǝliklǝr uningƣa yardǝmqi idi;
10 Yet she was carried away. She went into captivity. Her young sons also were dashed in pieces at the head of all the streets. And they cast lots for her honorable men, and all her great men were bound in chains.
Umu elip ketilip, ǝsirlikkǝ qüxkǝn; Barliⱪ koqa bexida bowaⱪliri qɵrüp taxliwetildi; Ular uning mɵtiwǝrliri üqün qǝk taxlidi, Uning barliⱪ ǝrbabliri zǝnjirdǝ baƣlanƣanidi.
11 Thou also shall be drunken. Thou shall be hid. Thou also shall seek a stronghold because of the enemy.
Sǝnmu mǝst bolisǝn; Sǝn mɵkünüwalisǝn; Sǝn düxmǝndin ⱨimayǝ izdǝp yürisǝn;
12 All thy fortresses shall be like fig trees with the first ripe figs. If they be shaken, they fall into the mouth of the eater.
Sening barliⱪ istiⱨkamliring huddi tunji mewigǝ kirgǝn ǝnjür dǝrihining ǝnjürlirigǝ ohxaydu; Birla silkisǝ, ular yegüqining aƣziƣa qüxidu.
13 Behold, thy people in the midst of thee are women. The gates of thy land are set wide open to thine enemies. The fire has devoured thy bars.
Mana, hǝlⱪing xǝⱨiringdǝ ⱪiz-ayallardǝk bolup ⱪaldi; Zeminingning ⱪowuⱪliri düxmǝnliringgǝ kǝng iqilidu; Ot tɵmür taⱪaⱪliringni yǝp ketidu.
14 Draw thee water for the siege. Strengthen thy fortresses. Go into the clay, and tread the mortar. Make strong the brick kiln.
Əmdi muⱨasirigǝ tǝyyarliⱪ ⱪilip su tartip ⱪoy! Ⱪorƣanliringni mustǝⱨkǝmlǝ! Seƣiz topidin lay etip, Ⱨak layni qǝylǝp ⱪoy! Humdanni raslap ⱪoy!
15 There the fire shall devour thee. The sword shall cut thee off. It shall devour thee like the canker-worm. Make thyself many as the canker-worm. Make thyself many as the locust.
Ot seni xu yǝrdǝ yǝp ketidu; Ⱪiliq seni üzüp taxlaydu; U seni qekǝtkǝ liqinkisidǝk yǝwatidu; Əmdi ɵzüngni qekǝtkǝ liqinkiliridǝk kɵp ⱪil, Qekǝtkidǝk ɵzüngni zor kɵp ⱪil!
16 Thou have multiplied thy merchants above the stars of heaven. The canker-worm ravages, and flees away.
Sǝn sodigǝrliringni asmandiki yultuzlardin kɵp ⱪilding; Mana, qekǝtkǝ liqinkisi ⱪanat qiⱪirip, uqup ketidu!
17 Thy rulers are as the locusts, and thy marshals as the swarms of grasshoppers, which encamp in the hedges in the cold day, but when the sun arises they flee away, and their place is not known where they are.
Sening ǝrbabliring qekǝtkilǝrdǝk, Sǝrdarliring mijir-mijir qaⱪqiⱪizlardǝk bolidu; Mana ular soƣuⱪ künidǝ qitlar iqigǝ kiriwelip makan ⱪilidu; Ⱪuyax qiⱪⱪanda, ular ⱪeqip ketidu, Barƣan yerini tapⱪili bolmaydu.
18 Thy shepherds slumber, O king of Assyria. Thy nobles are at rest. Thy people are scattered upon the mountains, and there is none to gather them.
Qopanliring mügdǝp ⱪaldi, i Asuriyǝning padixaⱨi; Sening aⱪsɵngǝkliring jim yatidu; Hǝlⱪing taƣlar üstigǝ tarⱪilip kǝtti, Ⱨeqkim ularni yiƣmaydu;
19 There is no assuaging of thy hurt. Thy wound is grievous. All who hear the report of thee clap their hands over thee, for upon whom has not thy wickedness passed continually?
Sening yarang dawasiz, Sening zǝhming eƣirdur; Hǝwiringni angliƣanlarning ⱨǝmmisi üstüngdin qawak qalidu; Qünki tohtawsiz rǝzilliking kimning bexiƣa kǝlmigǝndu?
