Isaiah 18
1 Woe to the land of whirring wings, along the rivers of Cush,
Aⱨ, Efiopiyǝ dǝryalirining boyliridiki ⱪanatlarning wiȥildiƣan awazliri bilǝn ⱪaplanƣan yǝr-zemin! — Sǝn ⱪomux kemilǝr üstidǝ ǝlqilǝrni dengizdin ɵtküzüp ǝwǝtisǝn; — I yǝl tapan hǝwǝrqilǝr, Egiz boyluⱪ ⱨǝm siliⱪ terilik bir ǝlgǝ, Yiraⱪ-yeⱪinlarƣa ⱪorⱪunq bolidiƣan bir millǝtkǝ, Zemini dǝryalar tǝripidin bɵlüngǝn, Küqlük, tajawuzqi bir ǝlgǝ [ⱪaytip] beringlar!
2 which sends couriers by sea, in papyrus vessels on the waters. Go, swift messengers, to a people tall and smooth-skinned, to a people widely feared, to a powerful nation of strange speech, whose land is divided by rivers.
3 All you people of the world and dwellers of the earth, when a banner is raised on the mountains, you will see it; when a ram’s horn sounds, you will hear it.
Jaⱨanda turuwatⱪanlarning ⱨǝmmisi, Jimiki yǝr yüzidikilǝr! Taƣlarda bir tuƣ kɵtürülgǝndila, Kɵrünglar! Kanay qelinƣandila, Anglanglar!
4 For this is what the LORD has told me: “I will quietly look on from My dwelling place, like shimmering heat in the sunshine, like a cloud of dew in the heat of harvest.”
Qünki Pǝrwǝrdigar manga mundaⱪ dedi: — Mǝn tinqliⱪta turimǝn, Nur üstidǝ yalildap turƣan issiⱪtǝk, Issiⱪ ⱨosul mǝzgilidiki xǝbnǝmlik buluttǝk, Ɵz turalƣumda kɵzitimǝn;
5 For before the harvest, when the blossom is gone and the flower becomes a ripening grape, He will cut off the shoots with a pruning knife and remove and discard the branches.
Qünki ⱨosul elix aldida, Üzüm qeqǝkligǝndin keyin, Qeqǝklǝr üzüm bolƣanda, U putiƣuqi piqaⱪlar bilǝn bihlarni kesip, Ⱨǝm xahlirini kesip taxlaydu.
6 They will all be left to the mountain birds of prey, and to the beasts of the land. The birds will feed on them in summer, and all the wild animals in winter.
Ular yiƣixturulup taƣdiki alƣur ⱪuxlarƣa, Yǝr yüzidiki ⱨaywanlarƣa ⱪaldurulidu. Alƣur ⱪuxlar ulardin ozuⱪlinip yazni ɵtküzidu, Yǝr yüzidiki ⱨaywanlar ular bilǝn ⱪixni ɵtküzidu.
7 At that time gifts will be brought to the LORD of Hosts— from a people tall and smooth-skinned, from a people widely feared, from a powerful nation of strange speech, whose land is divided by rivers— to Mount Zion, the place of the Name of the LORD of Hosts.
Xu künidǝ samawi ⱪoxunlarning Sǝrdari bolƣan Pǝrwǝrdigarƣa bir sowƣat elip kelinidu; Yǝni egiz boyluⱪ ⱨǝm siliⱪ terilik bir millǝttin, Yiraⱪ-yeⱪinlarƣa ⱪorⱪunq bolidiƣan bir ǝldin, Zemini dǝryalar tǝripidin bɵlüngǝn, Küqlük, tajawuzqi bir millǝttin berilidu; Samawi ⱪoxunlarning Sǝrdari Pǝrwǝrdigarning nami bolƣan jayƣa, Yǝni Zion teƣiƣa elip kelinidu.
