Hosea 7
1 when I heal Israel, Ephraim's sins will be exposed, together with the evil actions of Samaria. They deal in lies; they are thieves who break into homes and rob people on the outside.
Mǝn Ɵz hǝlⱪimning asaritini buzup taxlap, azadliⱪⱪa erixtürǝy degǝndǝ, Mǝn Israilni saⱪaytay degǝndǝ, Əmdi Əfraimning ⱪǝbiⱨliki, Samariyǝning rǝzillikimu axkarilinidu; Qünki ular aldamqiliⱪ ⱪilidu; Oƣrilar bolsa bɵsüp kiriwatidu, Ⱪaraⱪqilar topi sirtta bulangqiliⱪ ⱪiliwatidu.
2 But they don't realize that I remember all of their wickedness. Their sins surround them and are always before me.
Ular kɵnglidǝ Mening ularning barliⱪ rǝzilliklirini esimdǝ tutⱪanliⱪimni oylimaydu; Ⱨazir ularning ⱪilmixliri ɵzlirini ⱪistawatidu; Bu ixlar kɵz aldimdidur.
3 They make their king happy with their wickedness, and the princes with their lies.
Ular padixaⱨni rǝzillikliri bilǝn, Əmirlǝrni yalƣan gǝpliri bilǝn hursǝn ⱪilidu;
4 All of them are adulterers, burning with lust like an oven whose fire stays hot, even though it is not tended by the baker, having left the dough to rise after kneading.
Ularning ⱨǝmmisi zinahorlar; Ular naway ot salƣan tonurdǝk; Naway hemirni yuƣurup, hemir bolƣuqǝ uning otini yǝnǝ ulƣaytmaydu;
5 On the king's birthday the princes drink so much they are sick, while he joins in with those who mock.
Padixaⱨimiz [tǝbriklǝngǝn] künidǝ, ǝmirlǝr xarabning kǝypi bilǝn ɵzlirini zǝiplǝxtürdi; [Padixaⱨ] bolsa mazaⱪ ⱪilƣuqilar bilǝn ⱪol elixixⱪa intildi!
6 Their minds are fired up like an oven; they go to him with their plots. All through the night their anger burns; in the morning it blazes out uncontrollably.
Qünki ular kɵnglini tonurdǝk ⱪizitip suyiⱪǝst püküp ⱪoyƣanidi; Keqiqǝ ularning ƣǝzipi qoƣlinip turidu; Sǝⱨǝrdila u yanƣan ottǝk yalⱪunlap ketidu.
7 All of them are as hot as a burning oven, and they exhaust their leaders. All of their kings have fallen, and not one of them calls on me.
Ularning ⱨǝmmisi tonurdǝk ⱪiziⱪtur, ular ɵz soraⱪqilirini yǝp ketidu; Ularning barliⱪ padixaⱨliri yiⱪildi — Ulardin ⱨeqkim meni nida ⱪilip qaⱪirmaydu!
8 Ephraim mixes with the foreign nations; he is as useless as half-baked bread!
Əfraim yat ⱪowmlar bilǝn arilixip kǝtti; U «ɵrülmigǝn bir ⱪoturmaq»dǝktur.
9 Foreigners drain his strength, and he doesn't even realize it. His hair is turning grey and he doesn't even notice.
Yat adǝmlǝr uning küqini yǝp kǝtti, biraⱪ u ⱨeq sǝzmǝydu; Bǝrⱨǝⱪ, [bexining] u yǝr-bu yeridǝ aⱪ qaqlar kɵrünidu, biraⱪ u ⱨeq bilmǝydu;
10 Israel's pride testifies against him, but for all of this he still does not return to the Lord their God or look for him.
Xuning bilǝn Israilning tǝkǝbburluⱪi ɵzigǝ ⱪarxi guwaⱨ beridu; Ular Pǝrwǝrdigar Hudasining yeniƣa ⱪaytmaydu; Yaki xundaⱪ ixlar [bexiƣa] qüxkǝn bolsimu, yǝnila Uni izdimǝydu.
11 Ephraim is like a dove, foolish and without sense—calling to Egypt, then going to Assyria.
Əfraim ⱨeq ǝⱪli yoⱪ nadan bir pahtǝktǝk; Misirƣa ⱪarap sayraydu, Asuriyǝni izdǝp baridu;
12 When they go I will throw my net over them; I will bring them down like wild birds. When I hear them flocking together I will punish them.
Ular barƣanda, ularning üstigǝ torumni taxlaymǝn; Huddi asmandiki uqar-ⱪanatlarni torƣa qüxürgǝndǝk ularni qüxürimǝn; [Bu hǝwǝr] ularning jamaitigǝ yetixi bilǝnla, ularni jazalaymǝn.
13 What disaster is coming to them because they have strayed from me! Destruction is coming to them because they have rebelled against me! I wish I could redeem them, but they tell lies about me.
Ularƣa way! Qünki ular Mǝndin yiraⱪlixip tenip kǝtti! Ular ⱨalak bolsun! Qünki ular Manga wapasizliⱪ ⱪildi! Mǝn ularni ⱪutⱪuzup ⱨɵrlükkǝ qiⱪiray degǝndǝ, Ular Mǝn toƣruluⱪ yalƣan gǝp ⱪilidu!
14 They do not cry out to me with sincere minds; instead they lie on their beds howling. They assemble together and gash themselves to gain grain and new wine, but they turn away from me.
Ular ornida yetip nalǝ ⱪilƣanda, Manga kɵnglidǝ ⱨeq nida ⱪilmidi; Ularning jamaǝtkǝ yiƣilixi pǝⱪǝt ax wǝ yengi xarab üqündur, halas; Ular Mǝndin qǝtlǝp kǝtti.
15 I myself trained them and made them strong, but now they plot evil against me.
Bǝrⱨǝⱪ, Mǝn ǝsli ularni tǝrbiyiligǝnmǝn, Ularning bilǝklirini qeniⱪturup küqǝytküzgǝnidim; Biraⱪ ular Manga ⱪarxi yamanliⱪ ⱪǝstlǝwatidu.
16 They turn, but not to the Most High; they are like a useless bow. Their leaders will be killed by the sword because of their cursing. Because of this they will be ridiculed in Egypt.
Ular buruldi — biraⱪ buruluxi Ⱨǝmmidin Aliy Bolƣuqiƣa ⱪaytix üqün ǝmǝs; Ular aldamqi bir oⱪyaƣa ohxax. Ularning ǝmirliri ɵzlirining ƣaljiranǝ til-aⱨanǝtliri wǝjidin ⱪiliqlinidu; Bu ix Misir zeminida ularni mǝshirigǝ ⱪalduridu.
