Nahum 2
1 A scatterer has come up to your face, Keep the bulwark, watch the way, Strengthen the loins, strengthen power mightily.
Bitqit ⱪilidiƣan birsi kɵz aldingƣila kǝldi; Əmdi istiⱨkam üstidǝ kɵzǝt ⱪil, Yolƣa ⱪara, belingni baƣla, küqliringni yiƣip tehimu küqǝyt!
2 For YHWH has turned back to the excellence of Jacob, As [to] the excellence of Israel, For emptiers have emptied them out, And they have marred their branches.
(Qünki Pǝrwǝrdigar Yaⱪupning xan-xǝripini ǝsligǝ kǝltürdi, Uni Israilning xan-xǝripigǝ layiⱪ dǝrijidǝ ǝsligǝ kǝltürdi; Qünki ⱪuruⱪdiƣuqilar ularni ⱪuruⱪdap ⱪoyƣanidi, Ularning üzüm tal xahlirini wǝyran ⱪilƣanidi).
3 The shield of his mighty ones has become red, Men of might [are in] scarlet, With fiery torches [is] the chariot in a day of his preparation, And the firs have been caused to tremble.
[Bitqit ⱪilƣuqining] palwanlirining ⱪalⱪanliri ⱪizil boyaldi, Uning baturliri pǝrǝngdǝ kiygüzüldi; Tǝyyarliⱪ künidǝ, jǝng ⱨarwiliri polatning julasida yaltirap ketidu, Nǝyzilǝr oynitilidu;
4 In out-places the chariots shine, They go to and fro in broad places, Their appearances [are] like torches, As lightnings they run.
Jǝng ⱨarwiliri koqilarda güldürlixip qepixiwatidu; Kǝng yollarda bir-birigǝ soⱪulidu; Ularning ⱪiyapiti mǝx’ǝllǝrdǝk bolidu, Ular qaⱪmaⱪlardǝk yügürüxidu.
5 He remembers his majestic ones, They stumble in their goings, They hurry [to] its wall, And the covering is prepared.
[Sǝrdar] ǝmirlirigǝ ǝmr qüxüridu; Ular yürüx ⱪilƣinida aldiriƣinidin bir-birigǝ putlixip mangidu; Ninǝwǝning sepiliƣa ⱪarap aldiraydu, [Baxliriƣa] bolsa «muⱨasirǝ ⱪalⱪini» tǝyyarlinidu.
6 Gates of the rivers have been opened, And the palace is dissolved.
«Dǝryalarning dǝrwaziliri» eqilidu, [Padixaⱨning] ordisi erip ketidu.
7 And it is established—she has removed, She has been brought up, And her handmaids are leading as the voice of doves, Tabering on their hearts.
Huzzabning bolsa uyatliri eqilidu — [Düxmǝn] tǝripidin yalap epketilidu, Dedǝkliri huddi pahtǝklǝrning sadasidǝk aⱨ-uⱨ tartip, Mǝydilirini urup ketidu.
8 And Nineveh [is] as a pool of waters, From of old it [is]—and they are fleeing! “Stand, stand”; and none is turning!
Ninǝwǝ apiridǝ bolƣandin beri kɵl süyidǝk [tinq] bolup kǝldi, Biraⱪ ular ⱨazir ⱪeqip ketidu... Əy tohta! Əy tohta! — Biraⱪ ⱨeqkim kǝynigǝ ⱪarimaydu.
9 Seize silver, seize gold, And there is no end to the prepared things, [To] the abundance of all desirable vessels.
Kümüxlǝrni buliwelinglar, altunlarni buliwelinglar; Qünki uning xǝwkǝtlik hǝzinisidiki ⱪimmǝt ⱪaqa-ⱪuqilirining sani yoⱪtur.
10 She is empty, indeed, emptiness and waste, And the heart has melted, And the knees have struck together, And great pain [is] in all loins, And the faces of all of them have gathered paleness.
U ⱪuruⱪdalƣan, wǝyran ⱪilinƣan, bǝrbat bolƣan! Yüriki erip ketidu, Tizliri bir-birigǝ jalaⱪlap tǝgmǝktǝ; Bǝlliri tolƣaⱪ tutⱪandǝk tolƣinidu, Barliⱪ yüzlǝr tatirip ketidu.
11 Where [is] the habitation of lionesses? And a feeding-place it [is] for young lions Where a lion has walked, an old lion, A lion’s whelp, and there is none troubling.
Ⱪeni, xirlarning uwisi? Yax xirlar ozuⱪlinidiƣan jay, Xir, qixi xir, xir arslini ⱨeqkimdin ⱪorⱪmay yürgǝn jay ⱪeni?
12 The lion is tearing parts [for] his whelps, And is strangling for his lionesses, And he fills his holes [with] prey, And his habitations [with] torn flesh.
Xir ɵz arslanlirini ⱪanduruxⱪa owlarni titma-titma ⱪilƣanidi, Qixi xirliri üqün owlarni boƣⱪanidi; Ɵngkürlirini ow bilǝn, uwilirini olja bilǝn toxⱪuzƣanidi.
13 “Behold, I [am] against you,” A declaration of YHWH of Hosts, “And I have burned its chariot in smoke, And a sword consumes your young lions, And I have cut off your prey from the land, And the voice of your messengers is not heard anymore!”
Mana, Mǝn sanga ⱪarximǝn, — dǝydu samawi ⱪoxunlarning Sǝrdari bolƣan Pǝrwǝrdigar; Mǝn sening jǝng ⱨarwiliringni is-tütǝkkǝ aylandurup kɵydüriwetimǝn; Ⱪiliq yax xirliringni yǝwatidu, Owangni yǝr yüzidin elip taxlaymǝn; Əlqiliringning awazliri ⱪayta ⱨeq anglanmaydu.
