Amos 5
1 Listen, people of Israel, to this funeral lament that I sing about you!
I Israil jǝmǝti, bu sɵzni, Yǝni Mǝn sǝn toƣruluⱪ oⱪuydiƣan bir mǝrsiyǝni anglap ⱪoy: —
2 Virgin Israel has fallen, and will never rise again! She lies abandoned on the ground, and there is no one to help her up.
«Pak ⱪiz Israil yiⱪildi; U ⱪaytidin ornidin turmaydu; U ɵz tupriⱪiƣa taxlanƣan, Uni turƣuzup yɵligüqi yoⱪtur».
3 This is what the Lord says: From a city that sends out a thousand soldiers, only a hundred will return; from a city that sends out a hundred soldiers, only ten will return.
Qünki Rǝb Pǝrwǝrdigar mundaⱪ dǝydu: — [Israilning] ming [lǝxkǝr] qiⱪⱪan bir xǝⱨirining yüz [lǝxkirila] tirik ⱪalidu; Yüz lǝxkǝr qiⱪⱪan bir xǝⱨirining Israil jǝmǝti üqün on [lǝxkirila] tirik ⱪalidu;
4 This is what the Lord says to the people of Israel: Look to me so you may live!
Qünki Pǝrwǝrdigar Israil jǝmǝtigǝ mundaⱪ dǝydu: — Meni izdǝnglar, ⱨayatⱪa erixisilǝr;
5 Do not look to the false gods of Bethel, do not go to the pagan shrines of Gilgal or travel to those of Beersheba. For Gilgal will go into exile, and Bethel will come to nothing.
Bǝyt-Əlni izdimǝnglar, Gilgalƣimu barmanglar, Bǝǝr-Xebaƣa sǝpǝr ⱪilmanglar; Qünki Gilgal ǝsirgǝ elinip sürgün ⱪilinmay ⱪalmaydu, Bǝyt-Əl yoⱪⱪa qiⱪidu.
6 Look to the Lord so you may live! Otherwise he will explode like fire against the descendants of Joseph and no one from Bethel will be able to quench it.
Pǝrwǝrdigarni izdǝnglar, ⱨayatⱪa erixisilǝr; Bolmisa U Yüsüp jǝmǝti iqidǝ ot kǝbi partlap, uni yǝp ketidu, Ⱨǝm Bǝyt-Əldǝ otni ɵqürgüdǝk adǝm tepilmaydu.
7 You twist justice and make it bitter, you throw integrity to the ground.
I adalǝtni ǝmǝngǝ aylandurƣuqi, Ⱨǝⱪⱪaniyliⱪni yǝrgǝ taxliƣuqilar,
8 The One who made the Pleiades and Orion, who turns the darkness into morning, and daytime into night, who calls for the water of the seas, and pours it down as rain upon the earth—the Lord is his name!
Silǝr Orion yultuz türkümi wǝ Ⱪǝlb yultuz topini Yaratⱪuqi, Ɵlüm kɵlǝnggisini tang nuriƣa Aylandurƣuqi, Kündüzni ⱪarangƣuluⱪ bilǝn keqigǝ Aylandurƣuqi, Dengizdiki sularni qaⱪirip, ularni yǝr yüzigǝ Ⱪuyƣuqini izdǝnglar; Pǝrwǝrdigar Uning namidur.
9 In a flash he cuts down the strong and destroys the fortresses.
U baturlar üstigǝ tuyuⱪsiz ⱨalakǝtni partlitidu, Istiⱨkam üstigǝ ⱨalakǝt qüxüridu.
10 You hate anyone who confronts injustice and loathe anyone who speaks honestly.
Xu [Israillar] xǝⱨǝr dǝrwazisida tǝnbiⱨ beridiƣanlarƣa ɵq, Durus sɵzlǝydiƣanlardin yirginidu.
11 Because you trample down the poor and impose a tax on their grain, building for yourselves impressive houses, you will not live in them, and you will not drink wine from the fine vineyards you have planted.
Əmdi silǝr namratlarni ezip, Ulardin buƣday «ⱨǝdiyǝ»lǝrni aldinglar! Oyulƣan taxlardin ɵylǝrni saldinglar, Biraⱪ ularda turmaysilǝr; Silǝr güzǝl üzümzarlarni bǝrpa ⱪilƣansilǝr, Biraⱪ ularning xarabini iqǝlmǝysilǝr.
12 For I know the extent of your wrongdoing and your numerous sins. You oppress good people by taking bribes, and you prevent the poor from getting justice in the courts.
Qünki silǝrning asiyliⱪliringlarning ⱪanqilik kɵplükini, Silǝrning gunaⱨinglarning ⱪanqilik zor ikǝnlikini obdan bilimǝn; Ular ⱨǝⱪⱪaniy adǝmni ezidu, Ular para yǝydu, Xǝⱨǝr dǝrwazisida miskinlǝrning ⱨǝⱪⱪini ⱪayriwalidu.
13 So smart people keep quiet in such evil times.
Xunga bundaⱪ dǝwrdǝ «pǝmlik adǝm» süküt ⱪilidu; Qünki u rǝzil bir dǝwrdur.
14 Do what is right, and not evil, so you may live. Then the Lord God of power will be with you, as you claim he is.
Ⱨayat yaxax üqün yamanliⱪni ǝmǝs, meⱨribanliⱪ-yahxiliⱪni izdǝnglar; Xundaⱪ bolƣanda silǝr degininglardǝk, Samawi ⱪoxunlarning Sǝrdari bolƣan Pǝrwǝrdigar ⱨǝⱪiⱪǝtǝn silǝr bilǝn billǝ bolidu.
15 Hate evil and love good—and make sure justice wins out in your courts. Maybe the Lord God of power will have mercy on those who are left of Jacob's people.
Yamanliⱪtin nǝprǝtlininglar, meⱨribanliⱪ-yahxiliⱪni sɵyünglar, Xǝⱨǝr dǝrwazisida adalǝtni ornitinglar; Xundaⱪ ⱪilƣanda Pǝrwǝrdigar, samawi ⱪoxunlarning Sǝrdari bolƣan Huda bǝlkim Yüsüpning ⱪaldisiƣa xapaǝt kɵrsitǝr.
16 For this is what the Lord, the Lord God of power says: There will be weeping in the city squares and wailing in the streets. They will call even the farmers to grieve, as well as the professional mourners.
Xunga Pǝrwǝrdigar, samawi ⱪoxunlarning Sǝrdari bolƣan Huda Rǝb mundaⱪ dǝydu: — «Barliⱪ kǝng rǝstǝ-bazarlarda aⱨ-zarlar anglinidu; Ular ⱨǝmmǝ koqilarda «Way... way!...» dǝp awazini kɵtüridu; Ular deⱨⱪanlarnimu matǝm tutuxⱪa, Aⱨ-zarlar kɵtürgüqi «ustilar»ni yiƣlaxⱪa qaⱪiridu.
17 There will be wailing in every vineyard, for I will pass through the midst of you, says the Lord.
Ⱨǝm barliⱪ üzümzarlardimu aⱨ-zarlar kɵtürülidu; Qünki Mǝn Ɵzüm aranglardin ɵtüp ketimǝn» — dǝydu Pǝrwǝrdigar.
18 How disastrous it will be for those of you who long for the day of the Lord. Why would you want the day of the Lord to come? It will bring darkness, not light.
Pǝrwǝrdigarning künigǝ tǝⱪǝzzar bolƣan silǝrgǝ way! Pǝrwǝrdigarning küni silǝrgǝ ⱪandaⱪ aⱪiwǝtlǝrni kǝltürǝr? U yoruⱪluⱪ ǝmǝs, bǝlki ⱪarangƣuluⱪ elip kelidu.
19 It will be like a man running away from a lion only to meet a bear; or a man who goes home and leans his hand on a wall, only to be bitten by a snake.
U küni birsi xirdin ⱪeqip, eyiⱪⱪa uqrap, Andin ɵyigǝ kirip, ⱪoli bilǝn tamƣa yɵlǝngǝndǝ, Yilan uni qaⱪⱪandǝk bir ix bolidu!
20 Isn't the day of the Lord darkness without light? Yes, pitch dark without a glimmer of light.
Pǝrwǝrdigarning küni yoruⱪluⱪ ǝmǝs, bǝlki ⱪarangƣuluⱪla elip kelidu ǝmǝsmu? Uningda pǝⱪǝt ⱪarangƣuluⱪla bolup, yoruⱪluⱪ ⱨeq bolmaydiƣu?!
21 I hate, I despise your festivals and take no delight in your religious assemblies.
Ⱨeytliringlarƣa nǝprǝtlinimǝn, ulardin bizar boldum, Ibadǝt sorunliringlarning puriⱪini puriƣum yoⱪ.
22 Even though you present me with burnt offerings and grain offerings, I will not accept them. As for your peace offerings of fattened cattle—I will not even look at them.
Qünki silǝr Manga «kɵydürmǝ ⱪurbanliⱪ»lar ⱨǝm «ax ⱨǝdiyǝ»liringlarni sunup atisanglarmu, Mǝn ularni ⱪobul ⱪilmaymǝn; Silǝrning bordaⱪ malliringlar bilǝn ⱪilƣan «inaⱪliⱪ ⱪurbanliⱪliringlar»ƣa ⱪarimaymǝn.
23 Stop your noisy worship songs. I will not listen to the melody of your harps.
Mǝndin munajatliringlarning sadalirini epketinglar, Qiltarliringlarning küylirini anglimaymǝn;
24 Rather let justice flow like a river, and doing right like an ever-flowing stream.
Buning ornida adalǝt huddi xarⱪiratmidǝk, Ⱨǝⱪⱪaniyliⱪ ǝbǝdiy aⱪidiƣan eⱪimdǝk dolⱪunlisun!
25 Did you bring me sacrifices during those forty years in the desert, people of Israel?
Silǝr qɵl-bayawandiki ⱪiriⱪ yilda ⱪilƣan ⱪurbanliⱪ-ⱨǝdiyilǝrni Manga elip kǝldinglarmu, i Israil jǝmǝti?!
26 But now you carry idols of Sakkuth your king and Kaiwan your star god that you made for yourselves.
Bǝrⱨǝⱪ, silǝr «Sukkot» degǝn padixaⱨinglar, ⱨǝm «Ⱪiun» degǝn butliringlarni, yǝni «Yultuz ilaⱨi»nglarni kɵtürüp mangdinglar!
27 So I will send you into exile in a land beyond Damascus, says the Lord, whose name is the God of power.
Əmdi Mǝn silǝrni ǝsir ⱪilip, Dǝmǝxⱪtin yiraⱪlarƣa sürgün ⱪildurimǝn, — dǝydu «Samawi ⱪoxunlarning Sǝrdari bolƣan Huda» degǝn nam bilǝn atalƣan Pǝrwǝrdigar.
