Isaiah 40
1 “Comfort, comfort My people,” says your God.
Hǝlⱪimgǝ tǝsǝlli beringlar, tǝsǝlli beringlar, dǝpla yüridu Hudayinglar;
2 “Speak tenderly to Jerusalem, and proclaim to her that her forced labor has been completed; her iniquity has been pardoned. For she has received from the hand of the LORD double for all her sins.”
Yerusalemning ⱪǝlbigǝ sɵz ⱪilip uningƣa jakarlanglarki, Uning jǝbir-japaliⱪ waⱪti ahirlaxti, Uning ⱪǝbiⱨliki kǝqürüm ⱪilindi; Qünki u Pǝrwǝrdigarning ⱪolidin barliⱪ gunaⱨlirining orniƣa ikki ⱨǝssilǝp [meⱨir-xǝpⱪitini] aldi.
3 A voice of one calling: “Prepare the way for the LORD in the wilderness; make a straight highway for our God in the desert.
Anglanglar, dalada birsining towliƣan awazini! «Pǝrwǝrdigarning yolini tǝyyarlanglar, Qɵl-bayawanda Hudayimiz üqün bir yolni kɵtürüp tüptüz ⱪilinglar!
4 Every valley shall be lifted up, and every mountain and hill made low; the uneven ground will become smooth, and the rugged land a plain.
Barliⱪ jilƣilar kɵtürülidu, Barliⱪ taƣ-dɵnglǝr pǝs ⱪilinidu; Əgri-toⱪaylar tüzlinidu, Ongƣul-dongƣul yǝrlǝr tǝkxilinidu.
5 And the glory of the LORD will be revealed, and all humanity together will see it.
Pǝrwǝrdigarning xan-xǝripi kɵrünidu, Wǝ barliⱪ tǝn igiliri uni tǝng kɵridu; Qünki Pǝrwǝrdigarning Ɵz aƣzi xundaⱪ sɵz ⱪilƣan!».
6 A voice says, “Cry out!” And I asked, “What should I cry out?” “All flesh is like grass, and all its glory like the flowers of the field.
— Anglanglar, bir awaz «jakarla» dǝydu; Jakarliƣuqi bolsa mundaⱪ sorap: — «Mǝn nemini jakarlaymǝn?» — dedi. [jawab bolsa: —] «Barliⱪ tǝn igiliri ot-qɵptur, halas; Wǝ ularning barliⱪ wapaliⱪi daladiki gülgǝ ohxax;
7 The grass withers and the flowers fall when the breath of the LORD blows on them; indeed, the people are grass.
Ot-qɵp solixidu, gül hazan bolidu, Qünki Pǝrwǝrdigarning Roⱨi üstigǝ püwlǝydu; Bǝrⱨǝⱪ, [barliⱪ] hǝlⱪmu ot-qɵptur!
8 The grass withers and the flowers fall, but the word of our God stands forever.”
Ot-qɵp solixidu, gül hazan bolidu; Biraⱪ Hudayimizning kalam-sɵzi mǝnggügǝ turidu!»
9 Go up on a high mountain, O Zion, herald of good news. Raise your voice loudly, O Jerusalem, herald of good news. Lift it up, do not be afraid! Say to the cities of Judah, “Here is your God!”
— I Zionƣa hux hǝwǝr elip kǝlgüqi, yuⱪiri bir taƣⱪa qiⱪⱪin; Yerusalemƣa hux hǝwǝrni elip kǝlgüqi, Awazingni küqǝp kɵtürgin! Uni kɵtürgin, ⱪorⱪmiƣin! Yǝⱨudaning xǝⱨǝrlirigǝ: — «Mana, Hudayinglarƣa ⱪaranglar» degin!
10 Behold, the Lord GOD comes with might, and His arm establishes His rule. His reward is with Him, and His recompense accompanies Him.
Mana, Rǝb Pǝrwǝrdigar küq-ⱪudritidǝ keliwatidu, Uning biliki Ɵzi üqün ⱨoⱪuⱪ yürgüzidu; Mana, Uning alƣan mukapati Ɵzi bilǝn billǝ, Uning Ɵzining in’ami Ɵzigǝ ⱨǝmraⱨ bolidu.
11 He tends His flock like a shepherd; He gathers the lambs in His arms and carries them close to His heart. He gently leads the nursing ewes.
Ⱪoyqidǝk U Ɵz padisini baⱪidu; U ⱪozilarni bilǝk-ⱪoliƣa yiƣidu, ularni ⱪuqaⱪlap mangidu, Emitküqilǝrni U mulayimliⱪ bilǝn yetǝklǝydu.
12 Who has measured the waters in the hollow of his hand, or marked off the heavens with the span of his hand? Who has held the dust of the earth in a basket, or weighed the mountains on a scale and the hills with a balance?
Kim dǝrya-okyanlarning sulirini oqumida ɵlqǝp bǝlgiligǝn, Asmanlarni ƣeriqlap bekitkǝn, Jaⱨanning topa-qanglirini misⱪallap salƣan, Taƣlarni tarazida tarazilap, Dɵnglǝrni jingda tartip ornatⱪan?
13 Who has directed the Spirit of the LORD, or informed Him as His counselor?
Kim Pǝrwǝrdigarning Roⱨiƣa yolyoruⱪ bǝrgǝn? Kim Uningƣa mǝsliⱨǝtqi bolup ɵgǝtkǝn?
14 Whom did He consult to enlighten Him, and who taught Him the paths of justice? Who imparted knowledge to Him and showed Him the way of understanding?
U kim bilǝn mǝsliⱨǝtlǝxkǝn, Kim Uni ǝⱪilliⱪ ⱪilip tǝrbiyǝligǝn? Uningƣa ⱨɵküm-ⱨǝⱪiⱪǝt qiⱪirix yolida kim yetǝkligǝn, Yaki Uningƣa bilim ɵgǝtkǝn, Yaki Uningƣa yorutulux yolini kim kɵrsǝtkǝn?
15 Surely the nations are like a drop in a bucket; they are considered a speck of dust on the scales; He lifts up the islands like fine dust.
Mana, Uning aldida ǝl-yurtlar Uningƣa nisbǝtǝn qelǝktǝ ⱪalƣan bir tamqa sudǝk, Tarazida ⱪalƣan topa-qangdǝk ⱨesablinidu; Mana, U arallarni zǝrriqǝ nǝrsidǝk ⱪoliƣa alidu;
16 Lebanon is not sufficient for fuel, nor its animals enough for a burnt offering.
Pütkül Liwan bolsa [ⱪurbangaⱨ] otiƣa, Uning ⱨaywanliri bolsa bir kɵydürmǝ ⱪurbanliⱪⱪa yǝtmǝydu.
17 All the nations are as nothing before Him; He regards them as nothingness and emptiness.
Əl-yurtlar uning aldida ⱨeqnǝrsǝ ǝmǝstur; Uningƣa nisbǝtǝn ular yoⱪning ariliⱪida, Ⱪuruⱪ-mǝnisiz dǝp ⱨesablinidu.
18 To whom will you liken God? To what image will you compare Him?
Əmdi silǝr Tǝngrini kimgǝ ohxatmaⱪqisilǝr? Uni nemigǝ ohxitip selixturisilǝr?
19 To an idol that a craftsman casts and a metalworker overlays with gold and fits with silver chains?
[Bir butⱪimu?!] Uni ⱨünǝrwǝn ⱪelipⱪa ⱪuyup yasaydu; Zǝrgǝr uningƣa altun ⱨǝl beridu, Uningƣa kümüx zǝnjirlǝrni soⱪup yasaydu.
20 To one bereft of an offering who chooses wood that will not rot, who seeks a skilled craftsman to set up an idol that will not topple?
Yoⱪsullarning beƣixliƣudǝk undaⱪ ⱨǝdiyiliri bolmisa, qirimǝydiƣan bir dǝrǝhni tallaydu; U lingxip ⱪalmiƣudǝk bir butni oyup yasaxⱪa usta bir ⱨünǝrwǝn izdǝp qaⱪiridu.
21 Do you not know? Have you not heard? Has it not been declared to you from the beginning? Have you not understood since the foundation of the earth?
Silǝr bilmǝmsilǝr? Silǝr anglap baⱪmiƣanmusilǝr? Silǝrgǝ ǝzǝldin eytilmiƣanmidu? Yǝr-zemin apiridǝ bolƣandin tartip qüxǝnmǝywatamsilǝr?
22 He sits enthroned above the circle of the earth; its dwellers are like grasshoppers. He stretches out the heavens like a curtain, and spreads them out like a tent to dwell in.
U yǝr-zeminning qǝmbirikining üstidǝ olturidu, Uningda turuwatⱪanlar uning aldida qaⱪqiⱪirlardǝk turidu; U asmanlarni pǝrdidǝk tartidu, Ularni huddi makan ⱪilidiƣan qedirdǝk yayidu;
23 He brings the princes to nothing and makes the rulers of the earth meaningless.
U ǝmirlǝrni yoⱪⱪa qiⱪiridu; Jaⱨandiki sotqi-bǝglǝrni artuⱪqǝ ⱪilidu.
24 No sooner are they planted, no sooner are they sown, no sooner have their stems taken root in the ground, than He blows on them and they wither, and a whirlwind sweeps them away like stubble.
Ular tikildimu? Ular terildimu? Ularning ƣoli yiltiz tarttimu? — Biraⱪ U üstigila püwlǝp, ular solixip ketidu, Ⱪuyun ularni topandǝk elip taxlaydu.
25 “To whom will you liken Me, or who is My equal?” asks the Holy One.
Əmdi Meni kimgǝ ohxatmaⱪqisilǝr? Manga kim tǝngdax bolalisun?» — dǝydu Muⱪǝddǝs Bolƣuqi.
26 Lift up your eyes on high: Who created all these? He leads forth the starry host by number; He calls each one by name. Because of His great power and mighty strength, not one of them is missing.
Kɵzliringlarni yuⱪiriƣa kɵtürüp, ⱪaranglar! Muxu mǝwjudatlarni kim yaratⱪandu? Ularni kim türküm-türküm ⱪoxunlar ⱪilip tǝrtiplik ǝpqiⱪidu? U ⱨǝmmisini nami bilǝn bir-birlǝp qaⱪiridu; Uning küqining uluƣluⱪi, ⱪudritining zorluⱪi bilǝn, Ulardin birimu kǝm ⱪalmaydu.
27 Why do you say, O Jacob, and why do you assert, O Israel, “My way is hidden from the LORD, and my claim is ignored by my God”?
— Nemixⱪa xuni dǝwerisǝn, i Yaⱪup? Nemixⱪa mundaⱪ sɵzlǝwerisǝn, i Israil: — «Mening yolum Pǝrwǝrdigardin yoxurundur, Hudayim mening dǝwayimƣa erǝn ⱪilmay ɵtiweridu!»?
28 Do you not know? Have you not heard? The LORD is the everlasting God, the Creator of the ends of the earth. He will not grow tired or weary; His understanding is beyond searching out.
Silǝr bilmigǝnmusilǝr? Anglap baⱪmiƣanmusilǝr? Pǝrwǝrdigar — Əbǝdil’ǝbǝdlik Huda, Jaⱨanning ⱪǝrilirini Yaratⱪuqidur! U ya ⱨalsizlanmaydu, ya qarqimaydu; Uning oy-bilimining tegigǝ ⱨǝrgiz yǝtkili bolmaydu.
29 He gives power to the faint and increases the strength of the weak.
U ⱨalidin kǝtkǝnlǝrgǝ ⱪudrǝt beridu; Maƣdursizlarƣa U bǝrdaxliⱪni ⱨǝssilǝp awutidu.
30 Even youths grow tired and weary, and young men stumble and fall.
Ⱨǝtta yigitlǝr ⱨalidin ketip qarqap kǝtsimu, Baturlar bolsa putlixip yiⱪilsimu,
31 But those who wait upon the LORD will renew their strength; they will mount up with wings like eagles; they will run and not grow weary, they will walk and not faint.
Biraⱪ Pǝrwǝrdigarƣa tǝlmürüp kütkǝnlǝrning küqi yengilinidu; Ular bürkütlǝrdǝk ⱪanat kerip ɵrlǝydu; Ular yügürüp, qarqimaydu; Yolda mengip, ⱨalidin kǝtmǝydu!
