Isaiah 16
1 O Lord, send forth the Lamb, the Ruler of the earth, from the Rock of the desert to the mountain of the daughter of Zion.
«Əmdi [ƣǝllǝ-paraⱪ] ⱪozisini Sela [rayondin] elip, Qɵl-bayawandin ɵtüp zeminlarning ⱨɵkümraniƣa, Yǝni Zion ⱪizining teƣiƣa ǝwǝtkin!»
2 And this shall be: like a bird fleeing away, and like fledglings flying from the nest, so will the daughters of Moab be at the passage of Arnon.
Uwisidin quwulup patiparaⱪ bolup kǝtkǝn ⱪuxlardǝk, Moab ⱪizliri Arnon dǝryasining keqikliridǝ [alaⱪzadǝ] yüridu.
3 Form a plan. Call a council. Let your shadow be as if it were night, even at midday. Conceal the fugitives, and do not betray the wanderers.
«Parasǝt bilǝn ⱨɵküm ⱪilinglar!»
4 My fugitives will live with you. Become a hiding place, O Moab, from the face of the destroyer. For the dust is at its end; the miserable one has been consumed. He who trampled the earth has failed.
«[I Zion ⱪizi], sayingizni qüxürüp qüxtiki yoruⱪluⱪni tün ⱪarangƣusidǝk ⱪiling, Xu ƣeriblarni yoxurup ⱪoyƣaysiz; Ⱪoƣlanƣanlarni axkarilap ⱪoymiƣaysiz! Mening Moabdiki musapirlirimni ɵzingiz bilǝn billǝ turƣuzƣaysiz, Ular üqün wǝyran ⱪilƣuqining aldida baxpanaⱨ bolƣaysiz!».
5 And a throne will be prepared in mercy, and One shall sit upon it in truth, in the tabernacle of David, judging and seeking judgment, and quickly repaying what is just.
«[Ɵtünüxünglar toƣra], qünki ǝzgüqi yoⱪilidu, Ⱨalakǝt yoⱪ bolidu, Əzgüqilǝrning ⱨǝmmisi zemindin yoⱪilidu. Ɵzgǝrmǝs meⱨir-xǝpⱪǝt bilǝn bir tǝht tiklinidu; «Dawutning qediri» iqidiki xu tǝht üstidǝ birsi olturidu. U bolsa, ⱨǝⱪiⱪǝtǝn adalǝt yürgüzidiƣan, xundaⱪla adalǝtni izdǝydiƣan, Ⱨǝⱪⱪaniyliⱪni ilgiri süridiƣan bolidu.
6 We have heard of the pride of Moab; he is very proud. His pride and his arrogance and his indignation is more than his strength.
— Biz Moabning ⱨakawurluⱪi toƣrisida angliduⱪ (u intayin ⱨakawur!), Yǝni uning ⱨakawurluⱪi, tǝkǝbburluⱪi, noqiliⱪ ⱪilidiƣanliⱪi toƣrisida angliduⱪ; Biraⱪ uning qong gǝpliri bikar bolidu!
7 For this reason, Moab will wail to Moab; each one will wail. Speak of their wounds to those who rejoice upon the brick walls.
Xunga Moab Moab üqün zar yiƣlaydu; Ularning ⱨǝmmisi zar-zar yiƣlaydu; Ⱪayƣu-ⱨǝsrǝtkǝ qɵmüp Kir-Ⱨarǝsǝtning «kixmix poxkalliri» üqün zar-zar yiƣlanglar!
8 For the suburbs of Heshbon are deserted, and the lords of the Gentiles have cut down the vineyard of Sibmah. Its vines have arrived even at Jazer. They have wandered in the desert. Its seedlings have been abandoned. They have crossed over the sea.
Ⱨǝxbon rayonidiki etizlar, Sibmaⱨdiki üzüm tallirimu yiglǝp ketidu; Əllǝrning ǝmirliri uning sǝrhil ɵsümlüklirini buzup qǝylǝydu; Ular ǝslidǝ Yaazǝrgiqǝ yetip, qɵl-dalalarni kǝzgǝnidi; Pelǝkliri sozulup, «[Ɵlük] Dengiz»ning nerisiƣa yǝtti.
9 I will weep with the tears of Jazer over this, the vineyard of Sibmah. I will inebriate you with my tears, Heshbon and Elealeh! For the sound of those who trample has rushed over your vintage and over your harvest.
Xunga Mǝn Yaazǝrning zar-yiƣisi bilǝn billǝ Sibmaⱨning üzüm teli üqün yiƣlaymǝn; I Ⱨǝxbon, Elealaⱨ, Ɵz kɵz yaxlirim bilǝn silǝrni suƣirimǝn! Qünki yazliⱪ mewiliringgǝ, ⱨosulung üstigǝ tǝntǝnǝ bir sada yangritilidu.
10 And so, rejoicing and exultation will be taken away from Carmel, and there will be no jubilation or exultation in the vineyards. He who was accustomed to tread will not tread out the wine in the winepress. I have taken away the sound of those who tread.
Huxalliⱪ mewilik baƣlardin mǝⱨrum ⱪilinip, Xadliⱪmu yoⱪ ⱪilinidu; Üzümzarliⱪlarda nǝ nahxa awazliri anglanmaydu, Nǝ tǝntǝnǝ ⱪilinmaydu; Dǝssigüqilǝr üzüm kɵlqǝklirini qǝylimǝydu. Qünki Mǝn üzüm kɵlqǝkliridiki huxal warⱪiraxlarni tohtattim.
11 Over this, my heart will resonate like a harp for Moab, and my inner most being for the brick wall.
Xunga iq-baƣrilirim Moab üqün qalƣan qiltardǝk aƣrip mungluⱪ yangraydu, Iqim Kir-Ⱨǝrǝsdikilǝr üqünmu xundaⱪ;
12 And this shall be: when it is seen that Moab has struggled upon his high places, he will enter his holy places to pray, but he will not prevail.
Xundaⱪ boliduki, Moab ɵzini upritip dua ⱪilƣili ɵzining «yuⱪiri orni»ƣa qiⱪip kǝlgǝndǝ, Yaki dua ⱪilƣili «muⱪǝddǝs ɵyi»gǝ kirgǝndǝ, U muwǝppǝⱪiyǝtkǝ erixǝlmǝydu.
13 This is the word that the Lord has spoken to Moab concerning that time.
Mana muxu sɵzlǝrni Pǝrwǝrdigar Moab toƣruluⱪ burun eytⱪan.
14 And now the Lord has spoken, saying: In three years, like the years of a hired hand, the glory of Moab concerning the entire multitude of the people will be taken away, and what is left behind will be small and weak and not so numerous.
Biraⱪ ⱨazir Pǝrwǝrdigar xundaⱪ dǝydu: — «Üq yil iqidǝ mǝdikar ⱨesabliƣandǝk, Moabning kɵpligǝn ⱪoxun-aⱨalisi bolƣini bilǝn, Uning pǝhirlǝngǝn xɵⱨriti yǝksan bolidu; Ularning ⱪalduⱪliri bolsa intayin az wǝ ⱨalsiz bolidu».
