Isaiah 40
1 Comfort ye—comfort ye my people, —Saith your God.
Xelqimge teselli béringlar, teselli béringlar, depla yüridu Xudayinglar;
2 Speak ye unto the heart of Jerusalem, And cry unto her, —That accomplished is her warfare, That accepted is her punishment, —That she hath received, at the hand of Yahweh, According to the full measure of all her sins.
Yérusalémning qelbige söz qilip uninggha jakarlanglarki, Uning jebir-japaliq waqti axirlashti, Uning qebihliki kechürüm qilindi; Chünki u Perwerdigarning qolidin barliq gunahlirining ornigha ikki hessilep [méhir-shepqitini] aldi.
3 A voice of one crying!—In the desert, prepare ye the way of Yahweh, —Make smooth in the waste plain a highway for our God:
Anglanglar, dalada birsining towlighan awazini! «Perwerdigarning yolini teyyarlanglar, Chöl-bayawanda Xudayimiz üchün bir yolni kötürüp tüptüz qilinglar!
4 Let, every valley, be exalted, And every mountain and hill, be made low, —And, the steep ground become, level, And, the chain of hills—a plain:
Barliq jilghilar kötürülidu, Barliq tagh-döngler pes qilinidu; Egri-toqaylar tüzlinidu, Ongghul-dongghul yerler tekshilinidu.
5 Then shall be revealed the glory of Yahweh, —And all flesh shall see it together, For, the mouth of Yahweh, hath spoken!
Perwerdigarning shan-sheripi körünidu, We barliq ten igiliri uni teng köridu; Chünki Perwerdigarning Öz aghzi shundaq söz qilghan!».
6 A voice saying Cry! And one said—What should I cry? All flesh, is grass, And, all the grace thereof, like the flower of the field:
— Anglanglar, bir awaz «jakarla» deydu; Jakarlighuchi bolsa mundaq sorap: — «Men némini jakarlaymen?» — dédi. [jawab bolsa: —] «Barliq ten igiliri ot-chöptur, xalas; We ularning barliq wapaliqi daladiki gülge oxshash;
7 The grass hath withered The flower hath faded, Because, the breath of Yahweh, hath blown upon it! Surely the people is grass!
Ot-chöp solishidu, gül xazan bolidu, Chünki Perwerdigarning Rohi üstige püwleydu; Berheq, [barliq] xelqmu ot-chöptur!
8 The grass, hath withered, The flower, hath faded, —But the word of our God, shall stand unto times age-abiding!
Ot-chöp solishidu, gül xazan bolidu; Biraq Xudayimizning kalam-sözi menggüge turidu!»
9 To a high mountain, get ye up, O herald—band of Zion, Lift high with strength your voice, O herald—band of Jerusalem, —Lift it high, do not fear, Say to the cities of Judah—Lo! your God!
— I Zion’gha xush xewer élip kelgüchi, yuqiri bir taghqa chiqqin; Yérusalémgha xush xewerni élip kelgüchi, Awazingni küchep kötürgin! Uni kötürgin, qorqmighin! Yehudaning sheherlirige: — «Mana, Xudayinglargha qaranglar» dégin!
10 Lo! My Lord, Yahweh, as a mighty one, doth come, And, his own arm, is about to rule for him, —Lo! his reward, is with him, And, his recompense, before him;
Mana, Reb Perwerdigar küch-qudritide kéliwatidu, Uning biliki Özi üchün hoquq yürgüzidu; Mana, Uning alghan mukapati Özi bilen bille, Uning Özining in’ami Özige hemrah bolidu.
11 Like a shepherd, his flock, will he tend, In his own arm, will he take up the lambs, And in his own bosom, will he carry [them], —Them which are with young, will he lead to a place of rest.
Qoychidek U Öz padisini baqidu; U qozilarni bilek-qoligha yighidu, ularni quchaqlap mangidu, Émitküchilerni U mulayimliq bilen yétekleydu.
12 Who hath measured, with the hollow of his hand, the waters. Or the heavens with a span, hath meted out, Or hath comprehended, in a measure, the dust of the earth, Or weighed, in scales, the mountains, Or the hills, in a balance?
Kim derya-okyanlarning sulirini ochumida ölchep belgiligen, Asmanlarni ghérichlap békitken, Jahanning topa-changlirini misqallap salghan, Taghlarni tarazida tarazilap, Dönglerni jingda tartip ornatqan?
13 Who hath proved the spirit of Yahweh? Or being his counsellor hath been giving him knowledge?
Kim Perwerdigarning Rohigha yolyoruq bergen? Kim Uninggha meslihetchi bolup ögetken?
14 With whom hath he taken counsel—And he hath given him intelligence, And instructed him in the path of justice, —And taught him knowledge, And in the way of intelligence, hath been giving him understanding?
U kim bilen meslihetleshken, Kim Uni eqilliq qilip terbiyeligen? Uninggha höküm-heqiqet chiqirish yolida kim yétekligen, Yaki Uninggha bilim ögetken, Yaki Uninggha yorutulush yolini kim körsetken?
15 Lo! nations, Are us a drop on a bucket, And as fine dust on a balance, are accounted, —Lo! islands, like an atom, can he hoist;
Mana, Uning aldida el-yurtlar Uninggha nisbeten chélekte qalghan bir tamcha sudek, Tarazida qalghan topa-changdek hésablinidu; Mana, U arallarni zerriche nersidek qoligha alidu;
16 And, Lebanon, is not sufficient to burn, —Nor, the beasts thereof sufficient for an ascending-sacrifice!
Pütkül Liwan bolsa [qurban’gah] otigha, Uning haywanliri bolsa bir köydürme qurbanliqqa yetmeydu.
17 All nations, are as nothing before him, —A thing of nought or a waste, are they accounted unto him?
El-yurtlar uning aldida héchnerse emestur; Uninggha nisbeten ular yoqning ariliqida, Quruq-menisiz dep hésablinidu.
18 Unto whom then can ye liken GOD? Or, what likeness, can ye compare unto him?
Emdi siler Tengrini kimge oxshatmaqchisiler? Uni némige oxshitip sélishturisiler?
19 The image, hath been cast by an artificer, And a goldsmith, with gold, overlayeth it, —And, chains of silver, he worketh.
[Bir butqimu?!] Uni hünerwen qélipqa quyup yasaydu; Zerger uninggha altun hel béridu, Uninggha kümüsh zenjirlerni soqup yasaydu.
20 The needy offerer, of a tree that will not rot, maketh choice, —A skilled artificer, seeketh he out for himself to construct an image that shall not totter,
Yoqsullarning béghishlighudek undaq hediyiliri bolmisa, chirimeydighan bir derexni tallaydu; U lingship qalmighudek bir butni oyup yasashqa usta bir hünerwen izdep chaqiridu.
21 Have ye never taken note? Have ye never heard? Hath it not from the beginning, been told you? Have ye not been led to discern, from the foundations of the earth?
Siler bilmemsiler? Siler anglap baqmighanmusiler? Silerge ezeldin éytilmighanmidu? Yer-zémin apiride bolghandin tartip chüshenmeywatamsiler?
22 It is he who sitteth upon the circle of the earth, While the inhabitants thereof are, as grass-hoppers, —Who stretcheth forth, as a curtain, the heavens, And spreadeth them out as a tent to dwell in;
U yer-zéminning chembirikining üstide olturidu, Uningda turuwatqanlar uning aldida chaqchiqirlardek turidu; U asmanlarni perdidek tartidu, Ularni xuddi makan qilidighan chédirdek yayidu;
23 Who delivereth dignitaries to nothingness, —Judges of earth, like a desolation, hath he made:
U emirlerni yoqqa chiqiridu; Jahandiki sotchi-beglerni artuqche qilidu.
24 Scarcely have they been planted, Scarcely have they been sown, Scarcely hath their stock, begun to take root in the earth, When he hath just blown upon them and they have withered, And, a whirlwind, as though they had been chaff, carrieth them away.
Ular tikildimu? Ular térildimu? Ularning gholi yiltiz tarttimu? — Biraq U üstigila püwlep, ular soliship kétidu, Quyun ularni topandek élip tashlaydu.
25 Unto whom then, can ye liken me, or can I be equal? Saith the Holy One.
Emdi Méni kimge oxshatmaqchisiler? Manga kim tengdash bolalisun?» — deydu Muqeddes Bolghuchi.
26 Lift on high your eyes—and see who hath created these, That bringeth forth, by number, their host, —To all of them by name, doth call, Because of the abundance of vigour and alertness of strength, not one, is missing!
Közliringlarni yuqirigha kötürüp, qaranglar! Mushu mewjudatlarni kim yaratqandu? Ularni kim türküm-türküm qoshunlar qilip tertiplik epchiqidu? U hemmisini nami bilen bir-birlep chaqiridu; Uning küchining ulughluqi, qudritining zorluqi bilen, Ulardin birimu kem qalmaydu.
27 Wherefore, shouldest thou say, O Jacob, or speak, O Israel, —Hidden is my path from Yahweh, And from my God, my vindication, will pass?
— Némishqa shuni dewérisen, i Yaqup? Némishqa mundaq sözlewérisen, i Israil: — «Méning yolum Perwerdigardin yoshurundur, Xudayim méning dewayimgha éren qilmay ötiwéridu!»?
28 Hast thou not known, Hast thou not heard, That The God of age-past time—Yahweh The Creator of the ends of the earth Fainteth not neither groweth weary—There is no searching of his understanding:
Siler bilmigenmusiler? Anglap baqmighanmusiler? Perwerdigar — Ebedil’ebedlik Xuda, Jahanning qerilirini Yaratquchidur! U ya halsizlanmaydu, ya charchimaydu; Uning oy-bilimining tégige hergiz yetkili bolmaydu.
29 Giving to him that fainteth, strength, And to him that hath no vigour, he causeth, power to abound?
U halidin ketkenlerge qudret béridu; Maghdursizlargha U berdashliqni hessilep awutidu.
30 Youths both faint and grow weary, And, young warriors—they fall, they fall;
Hetta yigitler halidin kétip charchap ketsimu, Baturlar bolsa putliship yiqilsimu,
31 But, they who wait for Yahweh, shall renew their strength, They shall mount on strong pinion like eagles, —They shall run and not grow weary, They shall walk and not faint.
Biraq Perwerdigargha telmürüp kütkenlerning küchi yéngilinidu; Ular bürkütlerdek qanat kérip örleydu; Ular yügürüp, charchimaydu; Yolda méngip, halidin ketmeydu!
