Isaiah 21
1 The oracle on the desert of the sea: As storm-winds in the South which with a rush from the desert, do come from a terrible land,
«Déngizning chöl-bayawini» toghrisida yüklen’gen bir wehiy: — «Jenub terepte qoyuntazlar ötüp kétiwatqandek, Dehshetlik zémindin bir némiler kéliwatidu!».
2 [So] hath, a grievous vision, been told me: —the deceiver, is deceiving. And the spoiler, is spoiling, Go up, O Elam Besiege O Media, All the sighing she hath caused, have I made to cease.
— Azabliq bir wehiy-körünüsh manga ayan qilindi; Xain xainliq qiliwatidu, Bulangchi bulangchiliq qiliwatidu. «I Élam, ornungdin tur, chiq! Média, muhasire qilip qorshiwal!» Uning sewebidin kötürülgen hemme nale-peryadlarni tügitiwettim.
3 For this cause, are my loins filled with anguish, Pangs, have seized me, as the pangs of her that is giving birth, —I writhe so that I cannot hear, I tremble, so that I cannot see:
— Shunga ich-baghrim aghriq-azab bilen toldi, Tolghiqi tutqan ayalning azabliridek, Körgenlirimdin tolghinip kettim, Anglighinimdin parakende boldum.
4 My heart fluttereth, A horror, terrifieth me, —My twilight of pleasure, hath he turned for me into a time of trembling.
Shunga könglüm parakende bolup hasirap kettim, Méni dehshet qorqunch basti; U men zoq alidighan kéchini sarasime bolidighan kéchige aylandurdi.
5 [Ye thought] to prepare the table—spread the mat—eat—drink! …Arise ye chieftains anoint the shield!
Ular dastixan we gilem-körpilernimu salidu; Ular yéyishidu, ichishidu; «Hey ésilzadiler, ornunglardin turup qalqanni maylanglar!»
6 For, thus, hath My Lord said unto me, —Go, set the watchman, What he seeth, let him tell!
Chünki Reb manga: — «Barghin, körgenlirini eyni boyiche éytidighan bir közetchini texlep qoyghin» — dégenidi.
7 When he seeth A train of horsemen in double rank, A train of asses, A train of camels, Then shall he hearken attentively with diligent heed.
— «U jeng harwilirini, jüp-jüp atliq eskerlerni, Jeng harwilirini éshekler bilen, Jeng harwilirini tögiler bilen körgende, U diqqet bilen, nahayiti diqqet bilen közetsun!»
8 Then cried he. A lion! On the watch, O My Lord, had I been standing continually, by day, And at my post, had I been stationed whole nights; —
U jawaben shirdek towlidi: — «Reb, men közet munarida üzlüksiz kün boyi turimen, Her kéchide közette turimen;
9 When lo! here was a train of men coming. With horsemen in double rank, —And one began and said, Fallen! fallen! is Babylon, And all the images of her gods, are smashed to the ground!
— We mana, u jeng harwiliri jüp-jüp atliq eskerler bilen kéliwatidu!» We yene jawab bérip shundaq dégen: — Babil bolsa yiqildi, yiqilip chüshti, We U ularning ilahlirining herbir oyma mebudlirini yerge tashlap pare-pare qiliwetti!».
10 O thou My threshing! And the grain of my corn-floor! That which I have heard from Yahweh of hosts, the God of Israel, Have I declared, unto you.
— I Méning tépilgen danlirim, Méning xaminimdiki bughdaylirim, Israilning Xudasi, samawi qoshunlarning Serdari bolghan Perwerdigardin anglighanni silerge éytip berdim!
11 The oracle on Dumah: Unto me, is one crying—out of Seir, Watchman! how far gone is the night? Watchman, how far gone is the night?
«Dumah» toghruluq yüklen’gen wehiy; Birsi Séirdin kélip mendin: — «I közetchi, kéchining qanchiliki ötti? I közetchi, kéchining qanchiliki ötti?» — dep soraydu.
12 Said the watchman, There cometh a morning. But also a night, —If ye will enquire, enquire, ye—Come, again!
Közetchi jawaben mundaq deydu: — «Seher kélidu, kéchimu kélidu; Yene sorighing bolsa, yene kélip sora; Yolungdin qaytip manga yéqin kel!»
13 The oracle on Arabia, —Among the shrubs in Arabia, must ye lodge, Ye caravans of Dedanites.
Erebiyening kéchisi toghruluq yüklen’gen wehiy: — «I Dédanliqlarning karwanliri, siler Erebiyediki janggalda qonup qalisiler;
14 To meet the thirsty, bring ye water, —Ye dwellers in the land of Tema; With bread for him, get in advance of him that is in flight!
Ussap ketkenlerge su apirip béringlar! I Témadikiler, nanliringlarni élip qachqanlarni kütüwélinglar!
15 For, before swords, have they fled: Before a sword that is drawn, Before a bow that is bent, And before the stress of war.
Chünki ular qilichlardin, Ghilaptin élin’ghan qilichtin, Kérilgen oqyadin, Urushning azabidin qachidu.
16 For, thus, hath My Lord said unto me, —Within a year according to the yearn of a hireling, shall fail all the glory of Kedar;
Chünki Reb manga shundaq dégen: — Bir yil ichide medikar hésablighandek, Andin Kédarning bar sheripi yoqilidu,
17 And, the remnant of the record of bowmen, The heroes of the sons of Kedar, shall become few; For Yahweh God of Israel, hath spoken.
Oqyachilarning qalduqliri, Yeni Kédarning palwan-batur bolghan oghulliri az qalidu; Chünki Perwerdigar, Israilning Xudasi shundaq söz qilghan».
