Isaiah 16
1 Send lambs as tribute to the ruler of the land, from Sela through the desert, to the mountain of the daughter of Zion.
«Emdi [ghelle-paraq] qozisini Séla [rayondin] élip, Chöl-bayawandin ötüp zéminlarning hökümranigha, Yeni Zion qizining téghigha ewetkin!»
2 The Moabite women at the fords of the Arnon are like birds fluttering around when their nest is destroyed.
Uwisidin chuwulup patiparaq bolup ketken qushlardek, Moab qizliri Arnon deryasining kéchikliride [alaqzade] yüridu.
3 Think about it and make a decision. Make your shadow as invisible at midday as during the night. Hide the refugees; don't betray them as they run away.
«Paraset bilen höküm qilinglar!»
4 Let my refugees stay among you, Moab. Hide them from our enemies until the destroyer is no more, the destruction is over, and the aggressive invaders have gone.
«[I Zion qizi], sayingizni chüshürüp chüshtiki yoruqluqni tün qarangghusidek qiling, Shu ghériblarni yoshurup qoyghaysiz; Qoghlan’ghanlarni ashkarilap qoymighaysiz! Méning Moabdiki musapirlirimni özingiz bilen bille turghuzghaysiz, Ular üchün weyran qilghuchining aldida bashpanah bolghaysiz!».
5 Then a kingdom will be set up based on trustworthy love, and on its throne will sit a faithful king from the line of David. He will judge fairly, and will be passionately committed to doing what is right.
«[Ötünüshünglar toghra], chünki ezgüchi yoqilidu, Halaket yoq bolidu, Ezgüchilerning hemmisi zémindin yoqilidu. Özgermes méhir-shepqet bilen bir text tiklinidu; «Dawutning chédiri» ichidiki shu text üstide birsi olturidu. U bolsa, heqiqeten adalet yürgüzidighan, shundaqla adaletni izdeydighan, Heqqaniyliqni ilgiri süridighan bolidu.
6 We know all about the pride of the Moabites, how terribly vain and conceited they are, completely arrogant! But their boasting is false.
— Biz Moabning hakawurluqi toghrisida angliduq (u intayin hakawur!), Yeni uning hakawurluqi, tekebburluqi, nochiliq qilidighanliqi toghrisida angliduq; Biraq uning chong gepliri bikar bolidu!
7 All the Moabites grieve for Moab. They all mourn the loss of the raisin cakes of Kir-hareseth, all of them destroyed.
Shunga Moab Moab üchün zar yighlaydu; Ularning hemmisi zar-zar yighlaydu; Qayghu-hesretke chömüp Kir-Haresetning «kishmish poshkalliri» üchün zar-zar yighlanglar!
8 Heshbon's fields have dried up, as have Sibmah's grapevines. The rulers of the nations have trampled down the vines that once branched out to Jazer and east towards the desert, and west as far as the sea.
Heshbon rayonidiki étizlar, Sibmahdiki üzüm tallirimu yiglep kétidu; Ellerning emirliri uning serxil ösümlüklirini buzup cheyleydu; Ular eslide Yaazergiche yétip, chöl-dalalarni kezgenidi; Pélekliri sozulup, «[Ölük] Déngiz»ning nérisigha yetti.
9 So I cry with Jazer for Sibmah's vines; I soak Heshbon and Elealeh with my tears. Nobody shouts in celebration over your summer fruit and your harvest any more.
Shunga Men Yaazerning zar-yighisi bilen bille Sibmahning üzüm téli üchün yighlaymen; I Heshbon, Éléalah, Öz köz yashlirim bilen silerni sughirimen! Chünki yazliq méwiliringge, hosulung üstige tentene bir sada yangritilidu.
10 Joy and happiness are gone. Nobody celebrates in the harvest fields or the vineyards; nobody shouts happily. Nobody treads grapes in the winepresses. I have stopped their cheering.
Xushalliq méwilik baghlardin mehrum qilinip, Shadliqmu yoq qilinidu; Üzümzarliqlarda ne naxsha awazliri anglanmaydu, Ne tentene qilinmaydu; Dessigüchiler üzüm kölcheklirini cheylimeydu. Chünki Men üzüm kölchekliridiki xushal warqirashlarni toxtattim.
11 Heartbroken I cry for Moab like sad music on a harp; deep inside I weep for Kir-hareseth.
Shunga ich-baghrilirim Moab üchün chalghan chiltardek aghrip mungluq yangraydu, Ichim Kir-Heresdikiler üchünmu shundaq;
12 The Moabites go and wear themselves out worshiping at their high places. They go to their shrines to pray, but it does them no good.
Shundaq boliduki, Moab özini upritip dua qilghili özining «yuqiri orni»gha chiqip kelgende, Yaki dua qilghili «muqeddes öyi»ge kirgende, U muweppeqiyetke érishelmeydu.
13 This is the message that the Lord has already delivered about Moab.
Mana mushu sözlerni Perwerdigar Moab toghruluq burun éytqan.
14 But now the Lord speaks again, and says, In three years, just as a contract worker precisely counts years, Moab's glory will turn into something to be laughed at. Despite there being so many Moabites now, soon there will only be a few feeble people left.
Biraq hazir Perwerdigar shundaq deydu: — «Üch yil ichide medikar hésablighandek, Moabning köpligen qoshun-ahalisi bolghini bilen, Uning pexirlen’gen shöhriti yeksan bolidu; Ularning qalduqliri bolsa intayin az we halsiz bolidu».
