Isaiah 15
1 The prophecy concerning Moab. Yea! in the night of assault was Ar of Moab a ruin! In the night of assault was Kir of Moab a ruin!
Moab toghrisida yüklen’gen wehiy; Halaketlik bir kechtila, Moabtiki Ar shehiri weyran qilinidu; Halaketlik bir kechtila, Moabtiki Kir shehiri yoq qilinidu;
2 They go up to the temple, and to Dibon, to weep upon the high places; Upon Nebo and upon Medeba doth Moab howl; On every head is baldness, And every beard is shorn.
Yigha-zarlar kötürüsh üchün, Mana u butxanisigha, Dibon’gha, shundaqla [barliq] égizliklirige chiqti; Moab Nébo we Medeba sheherliri üchün peryad kötüridu; Hemme bashlar taqir körünidu, Jimiki saqallar késilip chüshürüldi.
3 In their streets they gird themselves with sackcloth; On the tops of their houses and in their public walks every one howleth, And melteth away with weeping.
Kochilarda ular böz kiyidu; Ögziliride, meydanlirida, herbir adem köz yashlirini yaghdurup peryad kötüridu.
4 Heshbon and Elealah utter a cry; Even to Jahaz is their voice heard; Therefore the warriors of Moab shriek aloud; Their hearts tremble within them.
Heshbon’gha, Éléalah sheherlirige yigha olishidu, Awazliri Yahaz shehirigimu yétip baridu. Shunga Moabning eskerlirimu nida qilidu; Uning wujud-baghrini titrek basidu.
5 My heart crieth out for Moab, Whose fugitives wander to Zoar, to Eglath-shelishijah; For they ascend the heights of Luhith weeping, And in the way of Horonaim they raise the cry of destruction.
Méning qelbimmu Moab üchün yigha-zar kötüridu; Ularning qachqunliri Zoargha hem Eglat-Shéli-Shijagha beder qachidu; Mana ular topliship, yighlighan péti Luhitqa chiqidighan dawan yoli bilen yuqirigha mangidu, Horonaimgha chüshidighan yolda turup halakettin nale-zar kötüridu.
6 For the waters of Nimrim are desolate; The grass is withered; the tender plant faileth; There is no green thing left.
Chünki Nimrimdiki sular qurup kétidu, Ot-chöpler soliship, Gül-giyah tügep kétidu; Héch yap-yéshilliq qalmaydu.
7 Wherefore the remnant of their substance and their wealth They shall carry to the brook of willows.
Shunga ular bayliqliri, tapqan-terginini yighip «Terek wadisi»din ötmekchi bolidu;
8 For the cry encompasseth the borders of Moab; Even to Eglaim reacheth her wailing, To Beer-Elim her howling.
Ularning kötürgen yighisi Moabning chégrasigha, Ahu-zarliri eglaimgha, Pighanliri Beer-élimgha yétidu.
9 For the waters of Dimon are full of blood; For I bring new evils upon Dimon; Upon him that escapeth of Moab will I send a lion, Even upon him that remaineth in the land.
Dimonning suliri qan’gha tolup kétidu, Chünki Dimonning üstige téximu köp balayi’apetni toplaymen; Chünki Moabning qachqunliri hem zéminida qalghanliriningmu üstige bir shirni ewetimen.
