Isaiah 63
1 Who is this coming from Edom, from Bozrah with crimson-stained garments? Who is this robed in splendor, marching in the greatness of His strength? “It is I, proclaiming vindication, mighty to save.”
«Bozraⱨ xǝⱨiridin qiⱪⱪan, üstibexi ⱪeniⱪ ⱪizil rǝnglik, Kiyim-keqǝkliri ⱪaltis-karamǝt, Zor küq bilǝn ⱪol selip mengiwatⱪan, Edomdin muxu yǝrgǝ keliwatⱪuqi kim?» «Ⱨǝⱪⱪaniyliⱪ bilǝn sɵzligüqi Mǝn, Ⱪutⱪuzuxⱪa küq-ⱪudrǝtkǝ Igǝ Bolƣuqidurmǝn».
2 Why are Your clothes red, and Your garments like one who treads the winepress?
«Üstibexingdikisi nemixⱪa ⱪizil, Ⱪandaⱪsigǝ kiyim-keqǝkliring xarab kɵlqikini qǝyligüqiningkigǝ ohxap ⱪaldi?».
3 “I have trodden the winepress alone, and no one from the nations was with Me. I trampled them in My anger and trod them down in My fury; their blood spattered My garments, and all My clothes were stained.
«Mǝn yalƣuz xarab kɵlqikini qǝylidim; Bar ǝl-yurtlardin ⱨeqkim Mǝn bilǝn billǝ bolƣini yoⱪ; Mǝn ularni ƣǝzipimdǝ qǝylidim, Ⱪǝⱨrimdǝ ularni dǝssiwǝttim; Ularning ⱪanliri kiyim-keqǝklirim üstigǝ qaqridi; Mening pütün üstibexim boyaldi;
4 For the day of vengeance was in My heart, and the year of My redemption had come.
Qünki ⱪǝlbimgǝ ⱪisas küni pükülgǝnidi, Xundaⱪla Mǝn ⱨǝmjǝmǝtlirimni ⱪutⱪuzidiƣan yil kǝldi;
5 I looked, but there was no one to help; I was appalled that no one assisted. So My arm brought Me salvation, and My own wrath upheld Me.
Mǝn ⱪarisam, yardǝm ⱪilƣudǝk ⱨeqkim yoⱪ idi; Ⱨeqkimning ⱪollimaydiƣanliⱪini kɵrüp azablinip kɵnglüm parakǝndǝ boldi; Xunga Ɵz bilikim Ɵzümgǝ nijat kǝltürdi; Ɵz ⱪǝⱨrim bolsa, Meni ⱪollap Manga qidam bǝrdi;
6 I trampled the nations in My anger; in My wrath I made them drunk and poured out their blood on the ground.”
Xuning bilǝn ǝl-yurtlarni ƣǝzipimdǝ dǝssiwǝtkǝnmǝn, Ⱪǝⱨrimdǝ ularni mǝst ⱪiliwǝttim, Ⱪanlirini yǝrgǝ tɵküwǝttim».
7 I will make known the LORD’s loving devotion and His praiseworthy acts, because of all that the LORD has done for us— the many good things for the house of Israel according to His great compassion and loving devotion.
«Mǝn Pǝrwǝrdigarning xǝpⱪǝtliri toƣruluⱪ ǝslitip sɵzlǝymǝn; Pǝrwǝrdigarning mǝdⱨiyǝgǝ layiⱪ ⱪilƣanliri, Uning rǝⱨimdilliⱪliriƣa asasǝn, Uning nurƣunliƣan xǝpⱪǝtlirigǝ asasǝn, Pǝrwǝrdigarning bizgǝ ⱪilƣan iltipatliri, Israil jǝmǝtigǝ iltipat ⱪilƣan zor yahxiliⱪliri toƣruluⱪ ǝslitip sɵzlǝymǝn;
8 For He said, “They are surely My people, sons who will not be disloyal.” So He became their Savior.
U ularni: — «Ular Mening hǝlⱪim, Aldamqiliⱪ ⱪilmaydiƣan balilar» dǝp, Ularning Ⱪutⱪuzƣuqisi boldi.
9 In all their distress, He too was afflicted, and the Angel of His Presence saved them. In His love and compassion He redeemed them; He lifted them up and carried them all the days of old.
Ularning barliⱪ dǝrdlirigǝ Umu dǝrddax idi; «Uning yüzidiki Pǝrixtisi» bolsa ularni ⱪutⱪuzƣan, U Ɵz muⱨǝbbiti ⱨǝm rǝⱨimdilliⱪi bilǝn ularni ⱨǝmjǝmǝtlik ⱪilip ⱪutⱪuzƣan; Axu ⱪǝdimki barliⱪ künlǝrdǝ ularni Ɵzigǝ artip kɵtürgǝn;
10 But they rebelled and grieved His Holy Spirit. So He turned and became their enemy, and He Himself fought against them.
Biraⱪ ular asiyliⱪ ⱪilip Uning Muⱪǝddǝs Roⱨiƣa azar bǝrdi; Xunga ulardin yüz ɵrüp U ularning düxminigǝ aylinip, Ularƣa ⱪarxi jǝng ⱪildi.
11 Then His people remembered the days of old, the days of Moses. Where is He who brought them through the sea with the shepherds of His flock? Where is the One who set His Holy Spirit among them,
Biraⱪ U: — «Musa pǝyƣǝmbirim! Mening hǝlⱪim!» dǝp ǝyni künlǝrni ǝslǝp tohtidi. Əmdi Ɵz [padisi bolƣanlarni] padiqiliri bilǝn dengizdin qiⱪiriwalƣuqi ⱪeni? Ɵzining Muⱪǝddǝs Roⱨini ularning arisiƣa turƣuzup ⱪoyƣuqi ⱪeni?
12 who sent His glorious arm to lead them by the right hand of Moses, who divided the waters before them to gain for Himself everlasting renown,
Uning güzǝl xǝrǝplik biliki Musaning ong ⱪoli arⱪiliⱪ ularni yetǝkligüqi boldi, Ɵzi üqün mǝnggülük bir namni tiklǝp, Ular aldida sularni bɵlüwǝtküqi,
13 who led them through the depths like a horse in the wilderness, so that they did not stumble?
Ularni dalada ǝrkin kezip yüridiƣan attǝk, Ⱨeq putlaxturmay ularni dengizning qongⱪur yǝrliridin ɵtküzgüqi ⱪeni?
14 Like cattle going down to the valley, the Spirit of the LORD gave them rest. You led Your people this way to make for Yourself a glorious name.
Mallar jilƣiƣa otlaxⱪa qüxkǝndǝk, Pǝrwǝrdigarning Roⱨi ularƣa aram bǝrdi; Sǝn Ɵzüng güzǝl-xǝrǝplik bir namƣa erixix üqün, Sǝn muxu yollar bilǝn hǝlⱪingni yetǝkliding.
15 Look down from heaven and see, from Your holy and glorious habitation. Where are Your zeal and might? Your yearning and compassion for me are restrained.
Aⱨ, asmanlardin nǝziringni qüxürgin, Sening pak-muⱪǝddǝsliking, güzǝllik-xǝriping turƣan makaningdin [ⱨalimizƣa] ⱪarap baⱪ! Ⱪeni otluⱪ muⱨǝbbiting wǝ küq-ⱪudriting!? Iqingni aƣritixliring, rǝⱨimdilliⱪliring ⱪeni? Ular manga kǝlgǝndǝ besilip ⱪaldimu?
16 Yet You are our Father, though Abraham does not know us and Israel does not acknowledge us. You, O LORD, are our Father; our Redeemer from Everlasting is Your name.
Qünki gǝrqǝ Ibraⱨim bizni tonumisimu, Yaki Israil gǝrqǝ bizni etirap ⱪilmisimu, Sǝn ⱨaman bizning Atimiz; Sǝn Pǝrwǝrdigar bizning Atimizdursǝn; Əzǝldin tartip «Ⱨǝmjǝmǝt-Ⱪutⱪuzƣuqimiz» Sening namingdur.
17 Why, O LORD, do You make us stray from Your ways and harden our hearts from fearing You? Return, for the sake of Your servants, the tribes of Your heritage.
I Pǝrwǝrdigar, nemixⱪa bizni yolliringdin azdurƣansǝn? Nemixⱪa Ɵzüngdin ⱪorⱪuxtin yandurup kɵnglimizni tax ⱪilƣansǝn?! Ⱪulliring üqün, Ɵz mirasing bolƣan ⱪǝbililǝr üqün, Yenimizƣa yenip kǝlgǝysǝn!
18 For a short while Your people possessed Your holy place, but our enemies have trampled Your sanctuary.
Muⱪǝddǝs hǝlⱪing pǝⱪǝt azƣinǝ waⱪitla [tǝwǝlikigǝ] igǝ bolaliƣan; Düxmǝnlirimiz muⱪǝddǝs jayingni ayaƣ asti ⱪildi;
19 We have become like those You never ruled, like those not called by Your name.
Xuning bilǝn biz uzundin buyan Sǝn idarǝ ⱪilip baⱪmiƣan, Sening naming bilǝn atilip baⱪmiƣan bir hǝlⱪtǝk bolup ⱪalduⱪ!
