Isaiah 58
1 “Call with the throat, do not restrain, lift up your voice as a horn, And declare to My people their transgression, And to the house of Jacob their sins;
— Nida ⱪilip jakarliƣin, Awazingni ⱪoyup berip boluxiqǝ towla, Awazingni kanaydǝk kɵtür, Mening hǝlⱪimgǝ ularning asiyliⱪini, Yaⱪupning jǝmǝtigǝ gunaⱨlirini bayan ⱪilƣin.
2 They seek Me day by day, And they desire the knowledge of My ways, As a nation that has done righteousness, And has not forsaken the judgment of its God, They ask of Me judgments of righteousness, They desire the drawing near of God:
Biraⱪ ular Meni ⱨǝr küni izdǝydiƣan, Ⱨǝⱪⱪaniyliⱪni yürgüzidiƣan, Mening yollirimni bilixni huxalliⱪ dǝp bilidiƣan, Hudasining ⱨɵküm-pǝrmanlirini taxliwǝtmǝydiƣan bir ǝlgǝ ohxaydu; Ular Mǝndin ⱨǝⱪⱪaniyliⱪni bekitidiƣan ⱨɵküm-pǝrmanlarni soraydu; Ular Hudaƣa yeⱪinlixixni hursǝnlik dǝp bilidu.
3 Why have we fasted, and You have not seen? We have afflicted our soul, and You do not know. Behold, you find pleasure in the day of your fast, And exact all your laborers.
[Andin ular]: — «Biz roza tuttuⱪ, Əmdi nemixⱪa sǝn kɵzünggǝ ilmiding? Biz jenimizni ⱪiyniduⱪ, Əmdi nemixⱪa buningdin hǝwiring yoⱪ?» — [dǝp soraydu]. — Ⱪaranglar, roza küni ɵz kɵnglünglardikini ⱪiliwerisilǝr, Hizmǝtqiliringlarni ⱪattiⱪ ixlitisilǝr;
4 Behold, you fast for strife and debate, And to strike with the fist of wickedness, You do not fast as [this] day, To sound your voice in the high place.
Silǝrning roza tutuxliringlar jǝnggi-jedǝl qiⱪirix üqünmu? Ⱪǝbiⱨ ⱪolliringlar muxt bilǝn adǝm uruxni mǝⱪsǝt ⱪilƣan ohximamdu? Ⱨazirⱪi roza tutuxliringlarning mǝⱪsiti awazinglarni ǝrxlǝrdǝ anglitix ǝmǝstur!
5 Is this like the fast that I choose? The day of a man’s afflicting his soul? To bow his head as a reed, And spread out sackcloth and ashes? Do you call this a fast, And a desirable day—to YHWH?
Mǝn talliƣan xu roza tutux küni — Adǝmlǝrning jenini ⱪiynaydiƣan künmu? Bexini ⱪomuxtǝk egip, Astiƣa bɵz wǝ küllǝrni yeyix kerǝk bolƣan künmu? Silǝr muxundaⱪ ixlarni «roza», «Pǝrwǝrdigar ⱪobul ⱪilƣudǝk bir kün» dǝwatamsilǝr?
6 Is this not the fast that I chose—To loose the bands of wickedness, To shake off the burdens of the yoke, And to send out the oppressed free, And draw off every yoke?
Mana, Mǝn talliƣan roza muxuki: — Rǝzillik-zulumning asarǝtlirini boxitix, Boyunturuⱪning tasmilirini yexix, Ezilgǝnlǝrni boxitip ⱨɵr ⱪilix, Ⱨǝrⱪandaⱪ boyunturuⱪni qeⱪip taxlax ǝmǝsmidi?
7 Is it not to deal your bread to the hungry, And bring home the wandering poor, That you see the naked and cover him, And do not hide yourself from your own flesh?
Ax-neningni aqlarƣa ülǝxtürüxüng, Ⱨajǝtmǝn musapirlarni ⱨimayǝ ⱪilip ɵyünggǝ apirixing, Yalingaqlarni kɵrginingdǝ, uni kiydürüxüng, Ɵzüngni ɵzüng bilǝn bir jan bir tǝn bolƣanlardin ⱪaqurmasliⱪingdin ibarǝt ǝmǝsmu?
8 Then your light breaks forth as the dawn, And your health springs up in haste, Your righteousness has gone before you, The glory of YHWH gathers you.
Xundaⱪ ⱪilƣanda nurung tang sǝⱨǝrdǝk wallidǝ eqilidu, Salamǝtliking tezdin ǝsligǝ kelip yaxnaysǝn; Ⱨǝⱪⱪaniyliⱪing aldingda mangidu, Arⱪangdiki muⱨapizǝtqing bolsa Pǝrwǝrdigarning xan-xǝripi bolidu.
9 Then you call, and YHWH answers, You cry, and He says, Behold Me. If you turn aside the yoke from your midst, The sending forth of the finger, And the speaking of vanity,
Sǝn qaⱪirsang, Pǝrwǝrdigar jawab beridu; Nida ⱪilisǝn, U: «Mana Mǝn!» dǝydu. Əgǝr aranglardin boyunturuⱪni, Tǝnglǝydiƣan barmaⱪni, Ⱨǝm tɵⱨmǝt gǝplirini yoⱪ ⱪilsang,
10 And bring out your soul to the hungry, And satisfy the afflicted soul, Then your light has risen in the darkness, And your thick darkness [is] as noon.
Jeningni aqlar üqün pida ⱪilsang, Ezilgǝnlǝrning ⱨajǝtliridin qiⱪsang, Xu qaƣda nurung ⱪarangƣuluⱪta kɵtürülidu; Zulmiting qüxtǝk bolidu;
11 And YHWH continually leads you, And has satisfied your soul in drought, And He arms your bones, And you have been as a watered garden, And as an outlet of waters, whose waters do not lie.
Ⱨǝm Pǝrwǝrdigar sening daimliⱪ yetǝkligüqing bolidu, Jeningni ⱪurƣaⱪqiliⱪ bolƣan waⱪtidimu ⱪamdaydu, Ustihanliringni küqǝytidu; Sǝn suƣirilidiƣan bir baƣ, Suliri urƣup tügimǝydiƣan, adǝmni aldimaydiƣan bir bulaⱪ bolisǝn;
12 And they have built the ancient ruins from you, You raise up the foundations of many generations, And one calls you, Repairer of the breach, Restorer of paths to rest in.
Sǝndin tɵrǝlgǝnlǝr kona harabilǝrni ⱪaytidin ⱪurup qiⱪidu; Nurƣun dǝwrlǝr ⱪaldurƣan ullarni ⱪaytidin kɵtürisǝn, Xuning bilǝn «Bɵsülgǝn tamlarni ⱪaytidin yasiƣuqi, Koqa-yol wǝ turalƣularni ǝsligǝ kǝltürgüqi» dǝp atilisǝn.
13 If you turn your foot from the Sabbath, [From] doing your own pleasure on My holy day, And have cried to the Sabbath, A delight, To the holy of YHWH, Honored, And have honored it, without doing your own ways, Without finding your own pleasure, And speaking a word.
Əgǝr sǝn xabat künidǝ ⱪǝdǝmliringni sanap mangsang, Yǝni Mening muⱪǝddǝs künümdǝ ɵzüngningki kɵnglüngdikilǝrni ⱪilmay, Xabatni «huxalliⱪ», Pǝrwǝrdigarning muⱪǝddǝs künini «ⱨɵrmǝtlik kün» dǝp bilsǝng, Ⱨǝm Uni ⱨɵrmǝtlǝp, Ɵz yolliringda mangmay, Ɵz bilginingni izdimǝy, Ⱪuruⱪ parang salmisang,
14 Then you delight yourself on YHWH, And I have caused you to ride on high places of earth, And have caused you to eat the inheritance of your father Jacob, For the mouth of YHWH has spoken!”
Undaⱪta Pǝrwǝrdigarni kɵnglüngning huxalliⱪi dǝp bilisǝn, Ⱨǝm Mǝn seni yǝr yüzidiki yuⱪiri jaylarƣa mingüzüp mangdurimǝn; Atang Yaⱪupning mirasi bilǝn seni ozuⱪlandurimǝn — Qünki Pǝrwǝrdigar Ɵz aƣzi bilǝn xundaⱪ sɵz ⱪildi.
