Isaiah 44
1 But now listen, Jacob, my servant, Israel, the one I've chosen.
Biraⱪ ⱨazir, i Yaⱪup Mening ⱪulum, I Mening talliƣinim Israil, angla! —
2 This is what the Lord says, the one who made you, who formed you in the womb, and who will help you: Don't be afraid, Jacob, my servant, Jeshurun, the one I've chosen.
Seni yasiƣan, baliyatⱪudin tartipla seni xǝkillǝndürgǝn, sanga yardǝmdǝ bolƣuqi Pǝrwǝrdigar mundaⱪ dǝydu: — «Ⱪorⱪma, i Mening ⱪulum Yaⱪup, I Mening talliƣinim «Yǝxurun», ⱪorⱪma!
3 For I'm going to pour out water on the thirsty land, and streams on the dry ground. I'm going to pour out my Spirit on your descendants, and my blessing on your children.
Qünki Mǝn ussap kǝtkǝnning üstigǝ suni, Ⱪaƣjiraⱪ yǝrning üstigǝ kǝlkünlǝrni ⱪuyup berimǝn; Nǝsling üstigǝ Roⱨimni, Pǝrzǝntliring üstigǝ bǝrikitimni ⱪuyimǝn;
4 They will grow up among the grass, like willows beside streams.
Ular yumran qɵplǝr arisidin, Eriⱪ-ɵstǝnglǝr boyidiki mǝjnun tallardǝk ɵsidu;
5 One of them will say, “I belong to the Lord,” while another will call himself by the name Jacob, and yet another will write on his hand, “Belonging to the Lord,” and will name himself Israel.
Birsi: «Mǝn Pǝrwǝrdigarƣa tǝwǝmǝn» — dǝydu, Yǝnǝ birsi bolsa Yaⱪupning ismi bilǝn ɵzini ataydu; Yǝnǝ baxⱪa birsi ⱪoli bilǝn: «Mǝn Pǝrwǝrdigarƣa tǝwǝmǝn» dǝp yazidu, Xundaⱪla Israilning ismini ɵzining ismigǝ yandax ⱪoxidu.
6 This is what the Lord says, the King and Redeemer of Israel, the Lord Almighty: I am the first and I am the last, and there is no God besides me.
Israilning padixaⱨi Pǝrwǝrdigar, Yǝni Israilning ⱨǝmjǝmǝt-ⱪutⱪuzƣuqisi, samawi ⱪoxunlarning Sǝrdari bolƣan Pǝrwǝrdigar mundaⱪ dǝydu: — «Mǝn bolsam Tunji ⱨǝm Ahiridurmǝn; Mǝndin baxⱪa ⱨeq ilaⱨ yoⱪtur.
7 Who is like me? Let them announce it, make a declaration, and demonstrate it before me. For I was the one who long ago established a people and predicted its future. Let them predict what's going to happen.
Ⱪeni, kim Mening ⱪǝdimki hǝlⱪimni tiklǝp bekitkinimdǝk bir ixni jakarlap, aldin’ala bayan ⱪilip, andin uni Mening aldimƣa Mǝndǝk tiklǝp ⱪoyalaydu? Ⱪeni, kim keyinki ixlarni, kǝlgüsidǝ bolidiƣan ixlarni aldin’ala bayan ⱪilalisun!
8 Don't tremble, don't be afraid! Didn't I tell you long ago what I was going to do? Didn't I explain it? You are my witnesses. Is there any God besides me? There is no other Rock—I don't know any!
Ⱪorⱪmanglar, sarasimigǝ qüxüp kǝtmǝnglǝr! Mǝn ilgiri muxularni silǝrgǝ anglitip, aldin bayan ⱪilƣan ǝmǝsmu? Muxu toƣruluⱪ silǝr Mening guwaⱨqilirimdursilǝr. Mǝndin baxⱪa ilaⱨ barmu? Bǝrⱨǝⱪ, baxⱪa Ⱪoram Tax yoⱪ; ⱨeqbiridin hǝwirim yoⱪtur.
9 All those who make idols are stupid; these things they love so much don't bring them any benefit. Those people who believe in idols can't see this, and they don't know anything, making them look foolish.
Oyulƣan mǝbudni xǝkillǝndürgǝnlǝrning ⱨǝmmisining ǝⱨmiyiti yoⱪ; Ularning ǝtiwarliƣan nǝrsilirining ⱨeq paydisi yoⱪtur; Muxularƣa bolƣan «guwaⱨqilar» bolsa, ɵzliri ⱪariƣu, ⱨeqnemini bilmǝs; Dǝrwǝⱪǝ nǝtijisi ularning ɵzlirigǝ xǝrmǝndiliktur.
10 Who makes a god, who molds an idol that's no use to them?
Kim bir «ilaⱨ»ni xǝkillǝndürgǝn bolsa, Ⱨeq paydisi yoⱪ bir mǝbudni ⱪuyƣan, halas!
11 Everyone who makes idols should be ashamed of themselves. Idol-makers are just human beings! Bring them all together and have them stand up, trembling in shame.
[Mǝbudning] barliⱪ ⱨǝmraⱨliri xǝrmǝndǝ bolidu; Mǝbudni yasiƣuqilar bolsa adǝmdur, halas; Ularning ⱨǝmmisi yiƣilip, ornidin turup kɵrsun, Ular ⱪorⱪuxup, xǝrmǝndiqiliktǝ ⱪalidu.
12 The blacksmith makes an iron tool for woodcarving. Working over hot coals, he hammers it into shape as hard as he can. He gets hungry and loses his strength, and because he doesn't drink he grows weak.
Mana tɵmürqi saymanlirini [ⱪoliƣa elip], Qoƣlar üstidǝ [muxu nǝrsini] bazƣanliri bilǝn soⱪup xǝkillǝndüridu; Andin u küqlük ⱪoli bilǝn uningƣa ixlǝydu; Biraⱪ uning ⱪorsiⱪi eqip maƣduridin ⱪalidu; Su iqmǝy u ⱨalsizlinip ketidu.
13 The woodworker measures out a piece of wood, and draws an image on it. He carves it with a chisel and uses a compass to make an outline. He creates an idol that looks like a person, someone beautiful, to be put in a shrine.
Yaƣaqqi bolsa yaƣaq üstigǝ ɵlqǝx yipini tartidu; U ⱪǝlǝm bilǝn üstigǝ ǝndizǝ sizidu; Uni rǝndǝ bilǝn rǝndilǝydu; U yǝnǝ pǝrka bilǝn sizip jijaydu; Ahirda u uni adǝmning güzǝllikigǝ ohxitip insan tǝⱪi-turⱪini xǝkillǝndüridu; Xuning bilǝn u ɵydǝ turuxⱪa tǝyyar ⱪilinidu.
14 He chops down cedars, or takes a cypress or an oak. He lets them grow strong in the forest. He plants a fir tree, and the rain makes it grow.
Mana u bir küni ɵzi üqün kedir dǝrǝhlirini kesixkǝ qiⱪidu! (U ǝslidǝ arqa wǝ dub dǝrǝhlirini elip ɵzi üqün ormanliⱪ arisiƣa tikip qong ⱪilƣanidi; U ⱪariƣaymu tikkǝnidi, yamƣur uni ündürdi).
15 Some wood he burns, to keep him warm and to bake his bread. Then he uses some of the same wood to make a god to worship, an idol he bows down to!
Muxu yaƣaqlardin otun elinidu; Birsi uningdin elip, issinidu; Mana, u ot yeⱪip, nan yeⱪiwatidu; U yǝnǝ uningdin elip bir ilaⱨni yasaydu ⱨǝm uningƣa ibadǝt ⱪilidu; Uni oyulƣan mǝbud ⱪilip uningƣa bax uridu.
16 So he burns part of the wood to roast his meat to eat, and to warm him up, and says, “Ah! Look at that fire that keeps me warm!”
Demǝk, yerimini otta kɵydüriwetidu; Yerimi bilǝn gɵx yǝydu; U kawab ⱪilip ⱪanƣuqǝ yǝydu; Bǝrⱨǝⱪ, u issinip, ɵz-ɵzigǝ: — «Aⱨ, raⱨǝtlinip issindimmǝn, otni kɵrüwatimǝn!» — dǝydu.
17 Then he uses the rest of the wood to make himself a god, an idol he bows down to in worship and prays to, saying, “Save me, for you are my god!”
Biraⱪ ⱪalƣini bilǝn u bir ilaⱨni yasaydu; Bu uning mǝbudi bolidu; U uning aldiƣa yiⱪilip ibadǝt ⱪilidu; U uningƣa dua ⱪilip: «Meni ⱪutⱪuzƣaysǝn; Qünki sǝn mening ilaⱨimdursǝn» — dǝydu.
18 How ignorant they are, how dumb! Their eyes have been plastered over so they can't see, their minds closed so they don't have insight.
Bu [kixilǝr] ⱨeq bilmǝydu, ⱨeq qüxǝnmǝydu; Qünki u ularni kɵrmisun dǝp kɵzlirini, Ularni qüxǝnmisun dǝp kɵnglini suwaⱪ bilǝn suwiwǝtkǝn.
19 They can't think things over, they don't have the wisdom or the understanding to say, “Some of the wood I burned in the fire—I used it to bake my bread and roast my meat to eat. The rest of it I used to make a disgusting idol, and I bow down in worship to a block of wood.”
Ulardin ⱨeqbiridǝ muxularni kɵngligǝ kǝltürüp: — «Yaƣaqning yerimini mǝn otta kɵydürdüm, Yerimining qoƣliri üstidǝ mǝn nan yaⱪtim; Mǝn kawabmu ⱪilip yǝwaldim; Ⱪalƣinini bir lǝnǝtlik nǝrsǝ ⱪilamtim? Mǝn bir parqǝ yaƣaqⱪa bax uramtim!» — degudǝk ⱨeq bilim yaki yorutulux yoⱪtur.
20 He is feeding on ashes, seduced by the deceptive thinking of his mind. He can't save himself, and he doesn't even ask, “Isn't this idol I'm holding just a lie?”
Uning yegini küllǝrdur! Uning kɵngli eziⱪturulƣan! U ɵz-ɵzini azdurdi! Xuning bilǝn u ɵzining jenini ⱪutⱪuzalmaydu, Yaki: «Mening ong ⱪolumda bir sahtiliⱪ bar ǝmǝsmu?» — deyǝlmǝydu.
21 “Remember all this, Jacob and Israel, for you are my servant. I made you, Israel, you are my servant. I won't forget you.
Muxu ixlarni esingdǝ tut, i Yaⱪup, I Israil, qünki sǝn Mening ⱪulumdursǝn; Mǝn seni yasap xǝkillǝndürdüm; Sǝn Mening ⱪulumdursǝn, i Israil, Sǝn Mening esimdin ⱨeq qiⱪmaysǝn!
22 I have wiped away your acts of rebellion as if they were like a cloud, your sins as if they were like the mist. Come back to me, for I have set you free.”
Itaǝtsizlikliringni bulutni ɵqürüwǝtkǝndǝk, Gunaⱨliringni tumanni ɵqürüwǝtkǝndǝk ɵqürüwǝttim; Mening yenimƣa ⱪaytip kǝl; Qünki Mǝn seni ⱨǝmjǝmǝtlik ⱪilip ⱨɵrlükkǝ setiwaldim.
23 Sing in celebration, you heavens, for the Lord has done this; cry out loud, you depths of the earth. Shout with joy, you mountains, you forests and every tree. For the Lord has set Jacob free, and his glory is shown in Israel!
I asmanlar, nahxa eytinglar, qünki Pǝrwǝrdigar xu ixni ⱪilƣan! I yǝrning tegiliri, xadlinip, yangranglar! I taƣlar, ormanlar wǝ ulardiki ⱨǝrbir dǝrǝhlǝr, Yangritip nahxilar eytinglar! Qünki Pǝrwǝrdigar Yaⱪupni ⱨǝmjǝmǝtlik ⱪilip ⱨɵrlükkǝ setiwaldi, U Israil arⱪiliⱪ güzǝllikini kɵrsitidu!».
24 This is what the Lord says, your Redeemer, who shaped you in the womb: “I am the Lord, the Creator of everything. I alone made the heavens, and I myself formed the earth.
«Sening Ⱨǝmjǝmǝt-Ⱪutⱪuzƣuqing bolƣan, seni baliyatⱪuda yasap xǝkillǝndürgǝn Pǝrwǝrdigar mundaⱪ dǝydu: — Mǝn bolsam ⱨǝmmini Yaratⱪuqi, Asmanlarni yalƣuz kǝrgǝnmǝn, Ɵz-ɵzümdinla yǝr-zeminni yayƣan Pǝrwǝrdigardurmǝn;
25 I am the one who proves the signs of false prophets are wrong. I am the one who makes fools of fortune-tellers. I turn the wisdom of the wise upside-down, and make their knowledge ridiculous.
(U bolsa yalƣan [pǝyƣǝmbǝrlǝrning] bexarǝtlirini bikar ⱪilƣuqi, Palqilarni ⱪaymuⱪturƣuqi, Danalarni yolidin yandurƣuqi, Ularning bilimlirini nadanliⱪⱪa aylandurƣuqi;
26 But I confirm the messages given by my servants, and fulfill what my messengers say. They state, ‘Jerusalem will be inhabited again, the towns of Judah will be rebuilt, your ruins will be repaired.’
Ɵz ⱪulining sɵzini ǝmǝlgǝ axurƣuqi, Rosul-ǝlqilirining nǝsiⱨǝtlirini muwǝppǝⱪiyǝtlik ⱪilƣuqi, Yerusalemƣa: «Sǝn aⱨalilik bolisǝn», Yǝⱨuda xǝⱨǝrlirigǝ: «Ⱪaytidin ⱪurulisilǝr; harabǝnglarni ǝsligǝ kǝltürimǝn» — degüqi;
27 When I order deep waters, ‘Dry up!’ I will make sure the rivers dry up!
Qongⱪur dengizƣa: «Ⱪuruⱪ bol, Dǝryaliringni ⱪurutimǝn» — degüqi;
28 When I say to Cyrus, ‘You are my shepherd,’ he will carry out everything I wish. He will give the order, ‘Jerusalem shall be rebuilt,’ and he will say, ‘the Temple shall be restored.’”
Ⱨǝm Ⱪorǝx toƣrisida: «U Mening ⱪoy padiqim, u Mening kɵnglümdikigǝ toluⱪ ǝmǝl ⱪilip, Yerusalemƣa: «Ⱪurulisǝn», Ⱨǝm ibadǝthaniƣa: «Sening ulung selinidu» dǝydu» — degüqidur): —
