Malachi 1
1 The prophecy of the word of the Lord to Israel by means of Malachi.
Perwerdigardin Malakigha yüklen’gen wehiy, u arqiliq Israilgha kelgen: —
2 I have loved you, so hath said the Lord: yet ye say, Wherein hast thou loved us? Is not Esau brother to Jacob? saith the Lord: yet I loved Jacob;
— Men silerni söyüp keldim — deydu Perwerdigar, — biraq siler: «Sen bizni qandaqmu söyüp kelding?» — deysiler. Esaw Yaqupqa aka bolghan emesmu? — deydu Perwerdigar, — biraq Yaqupni söydüm,
3 And Esau I hated; and I rendered his mountains a desert, and his heritage a dwelling for the monsters of the wilderness.
Esawgha nepretlendim; uning taghlirini chöl qildim, mirasini chöl-bayawandiki chilbörilerge tapshurup berdim.
4 Should Edom even say, We are impoverished; but we will return and build the ruined places: thus hath said the Lord of hosts, They may indeed build, but I will surely throw down; and men shall call them, The territory of wickedness, and, The people against whom the Lord hath indignation to eternity.
Édom: «Biz weyran qilinduq, biraq biz xarabileshken jaylarni qaytidin qurup chiqimiz» — dése, samawi qoshunlarning Serdari bolghan Perwerdigar mundaq deydu: — — Ular quridu, biraq Men örüymen; xeqler ularni «Rezillikning zémini», «Perwerdigar menggüge ghezeplinidighan el» dep ataydu.
5 And your eyes shall see it; and ye shall then say, The Lord will be magnified beyond the territory of Israel.
Silerning közliringlar buni körüp: «Perwerdigar Israil chégrasining sirtida ulughlandi!» — deysiler.
6 A son honoreth his father, and a servant his master: if then I be a father, where is my honor? and if I be a master, where is my fear? saith the Lord of hosts unto you, O priests, that despise my name; and ye say, wherein have we despised thy name?
— Oghul atisini, qul igisini hörmetleydu; emdi Men ata bolsam, hörmitim qéni? Ige bolsam, Mendin bolghan eyminish qéni? — samawi qoshunlarning Serdari bolghan Perwerdigar silerge shundaq deydu, i Méning namimni kemsitken kahinlar! Biraq siler: «Biz néme qilip namingni kemsitiptuq?» — deysiler.
7 Ye offer upon my altar polluted bread; and ye say, Wherein have we polluted thee? In that ye say, The table of the Lord is contemptible.
Siler qurban’gahim üstige bulghan’ghan ozuqni sunisiler; andin siler: «Biz néme qilip séni bulghap qoyduq?» — deysiler; emeliyette siler: «Perwerdigarning dastixinining tayini yoqtur» — deysiler.
8 And if ye bring near the blind to sacrifice it, is this not evil? and if ye bring near the lame and the sick, is this not evil? do but present it unto thy governor, will he be pleased with thee, or receive thee with favor? saith the Lord of hosts.
Kor malni qurbanliqqa sunsanglar, bu qebihlik emesmu? Tokur yaki késel malni qurbanliqqa sunsanglar, bu qebihlik emesmu? Hazir buni séning waliyinggha sunup baq; u sendin xursen bolamdu? Sanga yüz-xatire qilamdu? — deydu samawi qoshunlarning Serdari bolghan Perwerdigar.
9 And now, I pray you, beseech the presence of God that he may be gracious unto us; from your hand hath this thing come: will he receive one of you with favor? saith the Lord of hosts.
— Emdi, qéni, siler Tengridin bizge shepqet körsetkeysen dep ötünüp béqinglar; qolunglardin mushular kelgendin kéyin, U silerdin herqandiqinglarni qobul qilamdu? — deydu samawi qoshunlarning Serdari bolghan Perwerdigar.
10 Oh that there were some one among you that would lock up the doors [of the sanctuary], that ye might not light up my altar for nought: I have no pleasure in you, saith the Lord of hosts, neither will I accept in favor an offering from your hand.
— Aranglardin derwazilarni étip qoyghudek birsi chiqmamdu? Shundaq bolghanda siler qurban’gahimda bikardin-bikar ot qalap yürmeyttinglar. Méning silerdin héch xursenlikim yoq, — deydu samawi qoshunlarning Serdari bolghan Perwerdigar, — we qolunglardin héchqandaq «ashliq hediye»ni qobul qilmaymen.
11 For from the rising of the sun even unto his going down my name is great among the nations; and in every place incense is burnt and there is offered unto my name, even a pure offering; for great is my name among the nations, saith the Lord of hosts.
Kün chiqardin kün patargha Méning namim eller arisida ulugh dep qarilidu; herbir jayda namimgha xushbuy sélinidighan bolidu, pak bir «ashliq hediye» sunulidu; chünki namim eller arisida ulugh dep qarilidu, — deydu samawi qoshunlarning Serdari bolghan Perwerdigar.
12 But ye profane it, in that ye say, The table of the Lord is polluted, and by the assertion, Its food is contemptible.
Biraq siler bolsanglar: «Perwerdigarning dastixini bulghan’ghan, uning méwisi, yeni ash-ozuqi nepretliktur» — dégininglarda, siler uni haram qilisiler;
13 And ye have said, Behold, what a wearisome task is it! and ye have left it to famish, saith the Lord of hosts; and ye have brought what was robbed, and the lame, and the sick, and thus ye have brought an offering: should I accept this in favor from your hand? saith the Lord.
we siler: «Mana, némidégen awarichilik!» deysiler we Manga qarap dimighinglarni qaqisiler, — deydu samawi qoshunlarning Serdari bolghan Perwerdigar, — siler yarilan’ghan, tokur hem késel mallarni élip kélisiler. Qurbanliq-hediyilerni shu péti élip kélisiler; Men buni qolunglardin qobul qilamdimen? — deydu Perwerdigar.
14 But cursed be the deceiver, who hath in his flock a male, and voweth, and sacrificeth a corrupt thing unto the Lord; for I am a great king, saith the Lord of hosts, and my name is feared among the nations.
Berheq, padisida qochqar turup, Rebke qilghan qesimini ada qilish üchün bulghan’ghan nersini qurbanliq qilidighan aldamchi lenetke qalidu; chünki Men ulugh Padishahdurmen, namim eller arisida hörmetlinidighan bolidu, — deydu samawi qoshunlarning Serdari bolghan Perwerdigar.
