Amos 6
1 Alas for the careless in Zion, and for them who put confidence in the mountain of Samaria, —the distinguished among the first group of nations, to whom came in the house of Israel.
I Zionda xatirjem olturghanlar hem Samariye téghigha tayinip aman-ésen yashighanlar! I ellerning kattisining erbabliri! Israil jemeti silerni izdep kélidu — — Silerning halinglargha way!
2 Pass ye over to Calneh, and see, and go on from thence to Hamath the great, —and go down to Gath of the Philistines, are they better than these kingdoms? or their boundary larger than your boundary?
[Siler xelqqe]: — «Kalneh shehirige bérip körünglar; Shu yerdin «büyük Xamat» shehirige béringlar, Andin Filistiylerning shehiri Gatqa chüshüp béqinglar; Bular silerning ikki padishahliqinglardin ewzelmu? Ularning chégrisi silerningkidin kengmu?» — [dep maxtinip sözleysiler].
3 Ye who are putting far away the day of calamity, —but bringing near the abode of violence:
I yaman künni kéchiktürmekchi bolghanlar! Siler jebir-zulumning hökümranliqini ornitip, uni özünglargha yéqin qilmaqchi bolisiler,
4 Who are lying on beds of ivory, and sprawling on their couch of pleasure, —and eating the well-fed of the flock, and the fatted calves out of the midst of the stalls:
Pil chishida neqishlen’gen kariwatlar üstide yatisiler, Diwanliringlar üstide kérilip yatisiler, Pada topidin paxlanlarni, Kala qotanliridin mozayni tallap yeysiler,
5 Who are bawling at the bidding of the harp, —like David, have they invented for themselves instruments of song:
Chiltar ahangigha tengkesh qilip éytisiler, Dawuttek özünglargha sazlarni ijad qilisiler,
6 Who are quaffing bowls of wine, and, with the best of oils, anointing themselves, —and are not afflicted for the injury of Joseph: —
Sharabni chinilep-chinilep ichisiler, Özünglargha serxil mayliq etirlerni sürisiler, — Biraq könglünglar Yüsüp jemetining ziyan-zexmiti üchün héch azablanmaydu!
7 Therefore, at once, shall they go into exile among the first of the exiles, —so shall be disturbed the revelry of sprawlers.
Shunga ular tunji esirge chüshkenler arisida esirge élinidu; Kérilip yatqanlarning eysh-ishriti axirlishidu.
8 Sworn hath the Lord, Yahweh, by his own life, Declareth Yahweh, God of hosts, abhorring am I, the grandeur of Jacob, and, his palaces, I hate, —therefore will I cast off the city and the fulness thereof.
Reb Perwerdigar Öz hayati bilen qesem qilghanki, — deydu Perwerdigar, samawi qoshunlarning Serdari bolghan Xuda, — Men Yaqupning ghururidin bizar boldum, Uning orda-istihkamliridin nepretlinimen; Men bu sheherni, shundaqla uningdiki hemmini düshmen’ge tengla ötküzüp bérimen;
9 And it shall come to pass, though there be left remaining ten men in one house, yet shall they die;
We emelge ashuruliduki, Bir öyde on adem bolup qalsa, bu oneylenmu ölidu.
10 And a man’s near of kin, even he who is about to burn the bones, shall carry him out of the house, when he shall say to him that is in the hinder parts of the house—Are there yet any with thee? and he shall say—No one. Then shall he say—Hush! for we must not invoke the name of Yahweh.
Eger melum bir ölgüchining tughqini, yeni ölgüchining jesitini köydürüshke mes’ul kishi ustixanlarni kötürüp öydin chiqiwétip, öy ichidiki yene birsidin: — «Qéshingda yene birsi barmu?» dep sorisa, u «Yoq» deydu, Andin [tughqini] yene: «Süküt! Perwerdigarning namini tilgha élishimizgha bolmaydu!» — deydu.
11 For lo! Yahweh, is giving command, and will smite the great house into ruins, —and the little house with clefts.
Sewebi, Perwerdigar buyruq chüshüridu, We chong öyni pare-pare qiliwétidu, Kichik öynimu chak-chékidin yérip chéqiwétidu.
12 Shall horses run upon crag? or will a man plough [there] with oxen? For ye have turned to poison the sentence of justice, and the fruit of righteousness, to wormwood:
Atlar tash üstide chapalamdu? Ademler ashu yerni kalilar bilen aghduralamdu? Biraq siler adaletni öt süyige, Heqqaniyliqning méwisini emen’ge aylandurghansiler —
13 Who rejoice in a thing of nought, —who say, Have we not by our own strength, taken to ourselves horns?
— Yoq bir nersidin shadlinip ketkensiler, «Öz küchimizge tayinip qudretke ige bolghanmiz» — dégensiler.
14 For behold me! raising up against you, O house of Israel, Declareth Yahweh, the God of hosts—a nation! And they shall crush you, from the entering in of Hamath, unto the torrent-bed of the waste plain.
Chünki mana, i Israil jemeti, — deydu Perwerdigar, samawi qoshunlarning Serdari bolghan Xuda, — Men siler bilen qarshilishidighan bir elni turghuzimen; Ular Xamat shehirining dawinidin Arabah éqimighiche silerni xarlaydu.
