Isaiah 25
1 O YHWH, You [are] my God, I exalt You, I confess Your Name, For You have done a wonderful thing, Counsels of old, steadfastness, O steadfast One.
Pǝrwǝrdigar, Sǝn mening Hudayim; Mǝn Seni üstün dǝp mǝdⱨiyilǝymǝn, Mǝn Sening namingni mubarǝklǝymǝn, Qünki Sǝn karamǝt ixlarni, Sadiⱪliⱪ wǝ ⱨǝⱪiⱪǝt iqidǝ ⱪǝdimdin buyan ⱪǝlbinggǝ pükkǝnliringni bǝja kǝltürgǝnsǝn.
2 For You made of a city a heap, Of a fortified city a ruin, A high place of strangers from [being] a city, It is not built for all time.
Qünki Sǝn xǝⱨǝrni harabilik, Ⱪǝl’ǝ-ⱪorƣanliⱪ yurtni harab, Yatlarning ordisini xǝⱨǝr bolalmas ⱪilƣansǝn, U ikkinqi ⱨǝrgiz ⱪurulmaydu.
3 Therefore a strong people honors You, A city of the terrible nations fears You.
Xunga ⱨeliⱪi küqlük hǝlⱪ Seni uluƣlaydu, Əxǝddiy ǝllǝrning ⱨeliⱪi xǝⱨiri Sǝndin ⱪorⱪidu;
4 For You have been a stronghold for the poor, A stronghold for the needy in his distress, A refuge from storm, a shadow from heat, When the spirit of the terrible [is] as a storm—a wall.
Qünki Sǝn miskinlǝrgǝ ⱪorƣan, Yoⱪsullarning dǝrdi-ⱨajitigǝ ⱪorƣan, Boranƣa dalda, Issiⱪⱪa sayǝ bolƣansǝn; Qünki ǝxǝddiylǝrning zǝrbǝ dolⱪuni tamƣa urulƣan borandǝk, Ⱪaƣjiraⱪ yǝrni basⱪan issiⱪ ⱨawadǝk boldi. Biraⱪ issiⱪ ⱨawa bulut sayisi bilǝn tosulƣandǝk, Sǝn yatlarning quⱪan-sürǝnlirini pǝsǝytisǝn; Əxǝddiylǝrning ƣǝlibǝ nahxisi pǝs ⱪilinidu.
5 As heat in a dry place, You humble the noise of strangers, [As] heat with the shadow of a thick cloud, The singing of the terrible is humbled.
6 And YHWH of Hosts has made, For all the peoples in this mountain, A banquet of fat things, A banquet of preserved things, Fat things full of marrow, Preserved things—refined.
Wǝ muxu taƣda samawi ⱪoxunlarning Sǝrdari bolƣan Pǝrwǝrdigar barliⱪ ⱪowmlar üqün ziyapǝt ⱪilidu — Mayliⱪ yemǝkliklǝr, Süzdürülgǝn kona xarablar, Yiliki toⱪ mayliⱪ yemǝkliklǝr, Süzdürülgǝn, yahxi saⱪlanƣan kona xarablardin bolƣan ziyapǝt bolidu;
7 And He has swallowed up in this mountain The face of the wrapping that is wrapped over all the peoples, And of the covering that is spread over all the nations.
Wǝ U muxu taƣda ⱨǝmmǝ ⱪowmlarni yapidiƣan qümpǝrdini, Barliⱪ ǝllǝrni yapidiƣan yapⱪuqni yoⱪitidu;
8 He has swallowed up death in victory, And Lord YHWH has wiped [the] tear from off all faces, And He turns aside the reproach of His people from off all the earth, For YHWH has spoken.
U ɵlümni mǝnggügǝ yutup yoⱪitidu! Rǝb Pǝrwǝrdigar ⱨǝrbir yüzdiki yaxlarni sürtiwetidu; Pütkül yǝr-zemin aldida Ɵz hǝlⱪining xǝrmǝndilikini elip taxlaydu; Qünki Pǝrwǝrdigar xundaⱪ eytⱪan.
9 And [one] has said in that day, “Behold, this [is] our God, We waited for Him, and He saves us, This [is] YHWH, we have waited for Him, We are glad and rejoice in His salvation!”
Wǝ xu künidǝ deyiliduki: — «Mana, Hudayimiz muxu, biz Uningƣa tǝlmürüp kǝlgǝn, U bizni ⱪutⱪuzidu; Mana, muxu Pǝrwǝrdigardur, biz Uningƣa tǝlmürüp kǝlgǝn, Biz xadlinip Uning nijat-ⱪutulduruxidin hursǝn bolimiz».
10 For the hand of YHWH rests on this mountain, And Moab is trodden down under Him, As straw is trodden down on a dunghill.
Qünki muxu taƣⱪa Pǝrwǝrdigarning ⱪoli ⱪonup turidu; Wǝ saman azgalda tezǝk bilǝn qǝylǝngǝndǝk, Moab Uning putliri astida qǝylinidu;
11 And He spread out His hands in its midst, As the swimmer spreads out to swim; And He has humbled his excellence With the machinations of his hands.
[Moab] axu [tezǝklik] azgaldin üzüp qiⱪix üqün ⱪolini keridu, Biraⱪ uning ⱪoli qewǝr bolƣini bilǝn, [Rǝb] uning tǝkǝbburluⱪini pǝs ⱪilidu.
12 And the fortress of the high place of your walls He has bowed down—He has made low, He has caused [it] to come to the earth—to dust.
U sepilliringning egiz mudapiǝlik ⱪorƣanlirini ƣulitip, Yǝr bilǝn yǝksan ⱪilip, Topa-qangƣa aylanduridu.
