Isaiah 17
1 The word about Damascus. See, they have made Damascus a town no longer; it has become a waste place.
Demeshq toghruluq yüklen’gen wehiy: — Mana, Demeshq sheher bolup turuwermey, nahayiti bir döwe xarabiliqqa aylandurulidu.
2 Her towns are unpeopled for ever; there the flocks take their rest in peace, without fear.
Aroerdiki sheherler ademzatsiz bolup, Qoy padilirigha qaldurulidu, Ular tinch-aman yatidu, Ularni qorqutqudek héchbir ademmu körünmeydu.
3 The strong tower has gone from Ephraim, and the kingdom from Damascus: the rest of Aram will come to destruction, and be made like the glory of the children of Israel, says the Lord of armies.
Efraimda bolsa, qorghanliq sheherler yoqilidu, Demeshqning shahane hoquqi, Suriyening qalduqliri yoqilidu; Ular «Israilning shöhriti»dek yoq bolidu. — deydu samawi qoshunlarning Serdari bolghan Perwerdigar.
4 And it will be in that day that the glory of Jacob will be made small, and the strength of his body will become feeble.
Shu küni shundaq boliduki, Yaqupning shöhriti susliship, Ténidiki sémiz etler sizip kétidu.
5 And it will be like a man cutting the growth of his grain, pulling together the heads of the grain with his arm; even as when they get in the grain in the valley of Rephaim.
Ularning hali bolsa ormichi bughday orghandin kéyin, Yeni biliki bilen yighip orghandin kéyin, Hetta Refayim jilghisida ademler bashaqlarni tergendin kéyinki haletke oxshash, [qalghini yoq déyerlik bolidu];
6 But it will be like a man shaking an olive-tree, something will still be there, two or three berries on the top of the highest branch, four or five on the outside branches of a fertile tree, says the Lord, the God of Israel.
Halbuki, yene azraq tergüdek bashaq, Zeytun derixi silkin’gendin kéyin, Eng uchida ikki-üch tal méwe, Köp méwiligen shaxlirida töt-besh tal méwe qaldurulidu, — deydu Israilning Xudasi bolghan Perwerdigar.
7 In that day a man's heart will be turned to his Maker, and his eyes to the Holy One of Israel.
— Shu küni insan bolsa Yaratquchisigha nezirini tikidu, Közi Israildiki Muqeddes Bolghuchida bolidu.
8 He will not be looking to the altars, the work of his hands, or to the wood pillars or to the sun-images which his fingers have made.
Ular öz qurban’gahlirigha, yeni öz qoli bilen yasighanlirigha, Yaki barmaqliri bilen shekillendürgenlirige héch qarimaydu, Ne «Asherah»largha ne «kün tüwrükliri»ge héch ümid baghlimaydu.
9 In that day your towns will be like the waste places of the Hivites and the Amorites which the children of Israel took for a heritage, and they will come to destruction.
Shu künide uning qorghanliq sheherliri, Eslidiki Israillarning aldida chatqalliqqa we taqir taghlargha aylandurulghan xarabe sheherlerdek, Hemmisi weyran bolup kétidu.
10 For you have not given honour to the God of your salvation, and have not kept in mind the Rock of your strength; for this cause you made a garden of Adonis, and put in it the vine-cuttings of a strange god;
Chünki nijating bolghan Xudani untup qalding, Küchüng bolghan «Qoram Tash Bolghuchi»ni eslimiding; Shunga sen «serxil» ösümlüklerni tikip qoyghining bilen, We yaqa yurttiki üzüm tallirini tikkining bilen,
11 In the day of your planting you were watching its growth, and in the morning your seed was flowering: but its fruit is wasted away in the day of grief and bitter sorrow.
Ularni tikken künila yashartqining bilen, Tikken etisila ularni chéchekletkining bilen, Hosuligha érishken künide, u peqet bir patman dawalighusiz qayghu-hesret bolidu, xalas!
12 Ah! the voice of peoples, like the loud sounding of the seas, and the thundering of great nations rushing on like the bursting out of waters!
Hey! Köp xelqlerning chuqan-sürenliri! Ular déngiz-okyanlarni urghutup dolqunlardek shawqunlarni kötüridu, Ah, ellerning qaynam-tashqinliri! Dolqunlan’ghan küchlük sulardek ular qaynam-tashqinlarni kötüridu.
13 But he will put a stop to them, and make them go in flight far away, driving them like the waste of the grain on the tops of the mountains before the wind, and like the circling dust before the storm.
Eller ulugh sularning qaynam-tashqinliridek dolqunlinip kétidu; Biraq U ularning dekkisini bérishi bilenla, ular yiraqqa beder qéchip kétidu. Ular taghdiki ot-chöplerning topa-topanliri shamalda yiraqlargha uchuruwétilgendek, Qara quyun aldida chang-tozanglar quyun bolghandek heydiwétilidu!
14 In the evening there is fear, and in the morning they are gone. This is the fate of those who take our goods, and the reward of those who violently take our property for themselves.
Kechte — wehime! Tang seherde — yoq biraq! Mana bizni bulap ketkenlerning nésiwisi, Bizdin olja-gheniymet éliwalghanlarning aqiwitidur!
