Isaiah 40
1 Comfort ye—comfort ye my people, —Saith your God.
Hǝlⱪimgǝ tǝsǝlli beringlar, tǝsǝlli beringlar, dǝpla yüridu Hudayinglar;
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.
Yerusalemning ⱪǝlbigǝ sɵz ⱪilip uningƣa jakarlanglarki, Uning jǝbir-japaliⱪ waⱪti ahirlaxti, Uning ⱪǝbiⱨliki kǝqürüm ⱪilindi; Qünki u Pǝrwǝrdigarning ⱪolidin barliⱪ gunaⱨlirining orniƣa ikki ⱨǝssilǝp [meⱨir-xǝpⱪitini] 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 towliƣan awazini! «Pǝrwǝrdigarning yolini tǝyyarlanglar, Qɵl-bayawanda Hudayimiz üqün bir yolni kɵtürüp tüptüz ⱪilinglar!
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:
Barliⱪ jilƣilar kɵtürülidu, Barliⱪ taƣ-dɵnglǝr pǝs ⱪilinidu; Əgri-toⱪaylar tüzlinidu, Ongƣul-dongƣul yǝrlǝr tǝkxilinidu.
5 Then shall be revealed the glory of Yahweh, —And all flesh shall see it together, For, the mouth of Yahweh, hath spoken!
Pǝrwǝrdigarning xan-xǝripi kɵrünidu, Wǝ barliⱪ tǝn igiliri uni tǝng kɵridu; Qünki Pǝrwǝrdigarning Ɵz aƣzi xundaⱪ sɵz ⱪilƣan!».
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» dǝydu; Jakarliƣuqi bolsa mundaⱪ sorap: — «Mǝn nemini jakarlaymǝn?» — dedi. [jawab bolsa: —] «Barliⱪ tǝn igiliri ot-qɵptur, halas; Wǝ ularning barliⱪ wapaliⱪi daladiki gülgǝ ohxax;
7 The grass hath withered The flower hath faded, Because, the breath of Yahweh, hath blown upon it! Surely the people is grass!
Ot-qɵp solixidu, gül hazan bolidu, Qünki Pǝrwǝrdigarning Roⱨi üstigǝ püwlǝydu; Bǝrⱨǝⱪ, [barliⱪ] hǝlⱪmu ot-qɵptur!
8 The grass, hath withered, The flower, hath faded, —But the word of our God, shall stand unto times age-abiding!
Ot-qɵp solixidu, gül hazan bolidu; Biraⱪ Hudayimizning kalam-sɵzi mǝnggügǝ 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 Zionƣa hux hǝwǝr elip kǝlgüqi, yuⱪiri bir taƣⱪa qiⱪⱪin; Yerusalemƣa hux hǝwǝrni elip kǝlgüqi, Awazingni küqǝp kɵtürgin! Uni kɵtürgin, ⱪorⱪmiƣin! Yǝⱨudaning xǝⱨǝrlirigǝ: — «Mana, Hudayinglarƣa ⱪaranglar» degin!
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, Rǝb Pǝrwǝrdigar küq-ⱪudritidǝ keliwatidu, Uning biliki Ɵzi üqün ⱨoⱪuⱪ yürgüzidu; Mana, Uning alƣan mukapati Ɵzi bilǝn billǝ, Uning Ɵzining in’ami Ɵzigǝ ⱨǝmraⱨ 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.
Ⱪoyqidǝk U Ɵz padisini baⱪidu; U ⱪozilarni bilǝk-ⱪoliƣa yiƣidu, ularni ⱪuqaⱪlap mangidu, Emitküqilǝrni U mulayimliⱪ bilǝn yetǝklǝydu.
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 dǝrya-okyanlarning sulirini oqumida ɵlqǝp bǝlgiligǝn, Asmanlarni ƣeriqlap bekitkǝn, Jaⱨanning topa-qanglirini misⱪallap salƣan, Taƣlarni tarazida tarazilap, Dɵnglǝrni jingda tartip ornatⱪan?
13 Who hath proved the spirit of Yahweh? Or being his counsellor hath been giving him knowledge?
Kim Pǝrwǝrdigarning Roⱨiƣa yolyoruⱪ bǝrgǝn? Kim Uningƣa mǝsliⱨǝtqi bolup ɵgǝtkǝn?
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 bilǝn mǝsliⱨǝtlǝxkǝn, Kim Uni ǝⱪilliⱪ ⱪilip tǝrbiyǝligǝn? Uningƣa ⱨɵküm-ⱨǝⱪiⱪǝt qiⱪirix yolida kim yetǝkligǝn, Yaki Uningƣa bilim ɵgǝtkǝn, Yaki Uningƣa yorutulux yolini kim kɵrsǝtkǝn?
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 ǝl-yurtlar Uningƣa nisbǝtǝn qelǝktǝ ⱪalƣan bir tamqa sudǝk, Tarazida ⱪalƣan topa-qangdǝk ⱨesablinidu; Mana, U arallarni zǝrriqǝ nǝrsidǝk ⱪoliƣa alidu;
16 And, Lebanon, is not sufficient to burn, —Nor, the beasts thereof sufficient for an ascending-sacrifice!
Pütkül Liwan bolsa [ⱪurbangaⱨ] otiƣa, Uning ⱨaywanliri bolsa bir kɵydürmǝ ⱪurbanliⱪⱪa yǝtmǝydu.
17 All nations, are as nothing before him, —A thing of nought or a waste, are they accounted unto him?
Əl-yurtlar uning aldida ⱨeqnǝrsǝ ǝmǝstur; Uningƣa nisbǝtǝn ular yoⱪning ariliⱪida, Ⱪuruⱪ-mǝnisiz dǝp ⱨesablinidu.
18 Unto whom then can ye liken GOD? Or, what likeness, can ye compare unto him?
Əmdi silǝr Tǝngrini kimgǝ ohxatmaⱪqisilǝr? Uni nemigǝ ohxitip selixturisilǝr?
19 The image, hath been cast by an artificer, And a goldsmith, with gold, overlayeth it, —And, chains of silver, he worketh.
[Bir butⱪimu?!] Uni ⱨünǝrwǝn ⱪelipⱪa ⱪuyup yasaydu; Zǝrgǝr uningƣa altun ⱨǝl beridu, Uningƣa kümüx zǝnjirlǝrni soⱪup 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,
Yoⱪsullarning beƣixliƣudǝk undaⱪ ⱨǝdiyiliri bolmisa, qirimǝydiƣan bir dǝrǝhni tallaydu; U lingxip ⱪalmiƣudǝk bir butni oyup yasaxⱪa usta bir ⱨünǝrwǝn izdǝp qaⱪiridu.
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?
Silǝr bilmǝmsilǝr? Silǝr anglap baⱪmiƣanmusilǝr? Silǝrgǝ ǝzǝldin eytilmiƣanmidu? Yǝr-zemin apiridǝ bolƣandin tartip qüxǝnmǝywatamsilǝr?
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 yǝr-zeminning qǝmbirikining üstidǝ olturidu, Uningda turuwatⱪanlar uning aldida qaⱪqiⱪirlardǝk turidu; U asmanlarni pǝrdidǝk tartidu, Ularni huddi makan ⱪilidiƣan qedirdǝk yayidu;
23 Who delivereth dignitaries to nothingness, —Judges of earth, like a desolation, hath he made:
U ǝmirlǝrni yoⱪⱪa qiⱪiridu; Jaⱨandiki sotqi-bǝglǝrni artuⱪqǝ ⱪilidu.
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 terildimu? Ularning ƣoli yiltiz tarttimu? — Biraⱪ U üstigila püwlǝp, ular solixip ketidu, Ⱪuyun ularni topandǝk elip taxlaydu.
25 Unto whom then, can ye liken me, or can I be equal? Saith the Holy One.
Əmdi Meni kimgǝ ohxatmaⱪqisilǝr? Manga kim tǝngdax bolalisun?» — dǝydu Muⱪǝddǝs Bolƣuqi.
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!
Kɵzliringlarni yuⱪiriƣa kɵtürüp, ⱪaranglar! Muxu mǝwjudatlarni kim yaratⱪandu? Ularni kim türküm-türküm ⱪoxunlar ⱪilip tǝrtiplik ǝpqiⱪidu? U ⱨǝmmisini nami bilǝn bir-birlǝp qaⱪiridu; Uning küqining uluƣluⱪi, ⱪudritining zorluⱪi bilǝn, Ulardin birimu kǝm ⱪalmaydu.
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?
— Nemixⱪa xuni dǝwerisǝn, i Yaⱪup? Nemixⱪa mundaⱪ sɵzlǝwerisǝn, i Israil: — «Mening yolum Pǝrwǝrdigardin yoxurundur, Hudayim mening dǝwayimƣa erǝn ⱪilmay ɵtiweridu!»?
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:
Silǝr bilmigǝnmusilǝr? Anglap baⱪmiƣanmusilǝr? Pǝrwǝrdigar — Əbǝdil’ǝbǝdlik Huda, Jaⱨanning ⱪǝrilirini Yaratⱪuqidur! U ya ⱨalsizlanmaydu, ya qarqimaydu; Uning oy-bilimining tegigǝ ⱨǝrgiz yǝtkili bolmaydu.
29 Giving to him that fainteth, strength, And to him that hath no vigour, he causeth, power to abound?
U ⱨalidin kǝtkǝnlǝrgǝ ⱪudrǝt beridu; Maƣdursizlarƣa U bǝrdaxliⱪni ⱨǝssilǝp awutidu.
30 Youths both faint and grow weary, And, young warriors—they fall, they fall;
Ⱨǝtta yigitlǝr ⱨalidin ketip qarqap kǝtsimu, Baturlar bolsa putlixip yiⱪilsimu,
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.
Biraⱪ Pǝrwǝrdigarƣa tǝlmürüp kütkǝnlǝrning küqi yengilinidu; Ular bürkütlǝrdǝk ⱪanat kerip ɵrlǝydu; Ular yügürüp, qarqimaydu; Yolda mengip, ⱨalidin kǝtmǝydu!
