Isaiah 54
1 Let your voice be loud in song, O woman without children; make melody and sounds of joy, you who did not give birth: for the children of her who had no husband are more than those of the married wife, says the Lord.
— Tǝntǝnǝ ⱪil, i pǝrzǝnt kɵrmigǝn tuƣmas ayal! Nahxilarni yangrat, xadlinip towla, i tolƣaⱪ tutup baⱪimiƣan ayal! — Qünki ƣerib ayalning baliliri eri bar ayalningkidin kɵptur! — dǝydu Pǝrwǝrdigar, —
2 Make wide the place of your tent, and let the curtains of your house be stretched out without limit: make your cords long, and your tent-pins strong.
Qediringning ornini kengǝytip, Turalƣuliringning etiklirini ular yaysun; Küqüngni ⱨeq ayimay qedir taniliringni uzartⱪin, Ⱪozuⱪliringni qingaytⱪin;
3 For I will make wide your limits on the right hand and on the left; and your seed will take the nations for a heritage, and make the waste towns full of people.
Qünki sǝn ong wǝ sol tǝrǝpkǝ kengiyisǝn; Sening ǝwlading baxⱪa ǝllǝrni igǝlǝydu; Ular ƣerib xǝⱨǝrlǝrni aⱨalilik ⱪilidu.
4 Have no fear; for you will not be shamed or without hope: you will not be put to shame, for the shame of your earlier days will go out of your memory, and you will no longer keep in mind the sorrows of your widowed years.
Ⱪorⱪma, qünki sǝn ⱨeq hijalǝttǝ bolmaysǝn, Ⱨeq uyatⱪa ⱪaldurulmaysǝn, Qünki yǝrgǝ ⱨeq ⱪaritilip ⱪalmaysǝn, Qünki yaxliⱪingdiki hijilqanliⱪni untuysǝn, Tulluⱪungning aⱨanitini ⱨeq esinggǝ kǝltürǝlmǝysǝn.
5 For your Maker is your husband; the Lord of armies is his name: and the Holy One of Israel is he who takes up your cause; he will be named the God of all the earth.
Qünki seni yaritip Xǝkillǝndürgüqing bolsa sening ering, Samawi ⱪoxunlarning Sǝrdari bolƣan Pǝrwǝrdigar Uning nami; Ⱨǝmjǝmǝt-Ⱪutⱪuzƣuqing bolsa Israildiki Muⱪǝddǝs Bolƣuqi, U barliⱪ yǝr-zeminning Hudasi dǝp atilidu.
6 For the Lord has made you come back to him, like a wife who has been sent away in grief of spirit; for one may not give up the wife of one's early days.
Qünki Pǝrwǝrdigar seni qaⱪirdi, — Huddi eri ɵzidin waz kǝqkǝn, kɵngli sunuⱪ bir ayaldǝk, Yaxliⱪida yatliⱪ bolup andin taxliwetilgǝn bir ayalni qaⱪirƣandǝk qaⱪirdi» — dǝydu sening Hudaying;
7 For a short time I gave you up; but with great mercies I will take you back again.
Mǝn bir dǝⱪiⱪǝ sǝndin ayrilip kǝttim, Biraⱪ zor kɵyümqanliⱪ bilǝn seni yenimƣa yiƣimǝn;
8 In overflowing wrath my face was veiled from you for a minute, but I will have pity on you for ever, says the Lord who takes up your cause.
Ƣǝzipimning texixi bilǝn Mǝn bir dǝⱪiⱪila yüzümni sǝndin yoxurup ⱪoydum; Biraⱪ mǝnggülük meⱨir-muⱨǝbbitim bilǝn sanga kɵyümqanliⱪ kɵrsitimǝn» — dǝydu Ⱨǝmjǝmǝt-Ⱪutⱪuzƣuqing Pǝrwǝrdigar.
9 For this is like the days of Noah to me: for as I took an oath that the waters of Noah would never again go over the earth, so have I taken an oath that I will not again be angry with you, or say bitter words to you.
Muxu ixlar huddi Nuⱨ [pǝyƣǝmbǝr] dǝwridiki topan suliridǝk bolidu — Mǝn Nuⱨ dǝwridiki sular ikkinqi yǝr yüzini besip ɵtmǝydu dǝp ⱪǝsǝm iqkinimdǝk, — Mǝn xundaⱪ ⱪǝsǝm iqkǝnmǝnki, Sǝndin ikkinqi ƣǝzǝplǝnmǝymǝn, Sanga ikkinqi tǝnbiⱨ bǝrmǝymǝn.
10 For the mountains may be taken away, and the hills be moved out of their places, but my love will not be taken from you, or my agreement of peace broken, says the Lord, who has had mercy on you.
Qünki taƣlar yoⱪilidu, Dɵnglǝrmu yɵtkilip ketidu, Biraⱪ meⱨir-muⱨǝbbitim sǝndin ⱨǝrgiz kǝtmǝydu, Sanga aram-hatirjǝmlik bǝrgǝn ǝⱨdǝmmu sǝndin neri bolmaydu» — dǝydu sanga kɵyümqanliⱪ ⱪilƣuqi Pǝrwǝrdigar.
11 O troubled one, storm-crushed, uncomforted! see, your stones will be framed in fair colours, and your bases will be sapphires.
I har bolƣan, boranda uyan-buyan qayⱪalƣan, ⱨeq tǝsǝlli ⱪilinmiƣan [ⱪiz], Mana, Mǝn taxliringni rǝngdar semont lay bilǝn ⱪirlaymǝn, Kɵk yaⱪutlar bilǝn ulungni salimǝn;
12 I will make your towers of rubies, and your doors of carbuncles, and the wall round you will be of all sorts of beautiful stones.
Parⱪiraⱪ munarliringni lǝǝllǝrdin, Dǝrwaziliringni qaⱪnaⱪ yaⱪutlardin, Barliⱪ sepilliringni jawaⱨiratlardin ⱪilip yasaymǝn.
13 And all your builders will be made wise by the Lord; and great will be the peace of your children.
Sening baliliringning ⱨǝmmisi Pǝrwǝrdigar tǝripidin ɵgitilidu; Baliliringning aram-hatirjǝmliki zor bolidu!
14 All your rights will be made certain to you: have no fear of evil, and destruction will not come near you.
Sǝn ⱨǝⱪⱪaniyliⱪ bilǝn tiklinisǝn; Sǝn zulumdin yiraⱪ, (Qünki sǝn ⱨeq ⱪorⱪmaysǝn) Wǝⱨxǝttinmu yiraⱪ turƣuqi bolisǝn, Qünki u sanga ⱨeq yeⱪinlaxmaydu.
15 See, they may be moved to war, but not by my authority: all those who come together to make an attack on you, will be broken against you.
Mana, birǝrsi ⱨaman yiƣilip sanga ⱨujum ⱪilsa, (Biraⱪ bu ix Mening ihtiyarimda bolƣan ǝmǝs), Kimki yiƣilip sanga ⱨujum ⱪilsa sening sǝwǝbingdin yiⱪilidu.
16 See, I have made the iron-worker, blowing on the burning coals, and making the instrument of war by his work; and I have made the waster for destruction.
Mana, kɵmür otini yǝlpütüp, Ɵzigǝ muwapiⱪ bir ⱪoralni yasiƣuqi tɵmürqini Mǝn yaratⱪanmǝn, Ⱨǝm har ⱪilix üqün ⱨalak ⱪilƣuqinimu Mǝn yaratⱪanmǝn;
17 No instrument of war which is formed against you will be of any use; and every tongue which says evil against you will be judged false. This is the heritage of the servants of the Lord, and their righteousness comes from me, says the Lord.
Sanga ⱪarxi yasalƣan ⱨeqⱪandaⱪ ⱪoral karƣa kǝlmǝydu; Sanga ǝrz-xikayǝt ⱪilƣuqi ⱨǝrbir tilni sǝn mat ⱪilisǝn. Mana xular Pǝrwǝrdigarning ⱪullirining alidiƣan mirasidur! Ularning ⱨǝⱪⱪaniyliⱪi bolsa mǝndindur!
A Dove is Sent Forth from the Ark
