Lamentations 2
1 How could My Lord, in his anger, enshroud in gloom, the daughter of Zion? have cast from the heavens to the earth, the beauty of Israel? and not have remembered his footstool, in the day of his anger?
(Alǝf) Rǝb ƣǝzǝp buluti bilǝn Zion ⱪizini xundaⱪ ⱪaplidi! U Israilning xǝrǝp-julasini asmandin yǝrgǝ qɵrüwǝtti, Ƣǝzipi qüxkǝn künidǝ Ɵz tǝhtipǝrini ⱨeq esidǝ ⱪaldurmidi.
2 My Lord hath swallowed up—without pity—all the pastures of Jacob, hath laid waste—in his indignation—the strongholds of the daughter of Judah, hath brought them down to the ground, —hath profaned the kingdom, and the princes thereof.
(Bǝt) Rǝb Yaⱪupning barliⱪ turalƣulirini yutuwǝtti, ⱨeq ayimidi; U ⱪǝⱨri bilǝn Yǝⱨudaning ⱪizining ⱪǝl’ǝ-ⱪorƣanlirining ⱨǝmmisini ƣulatti; U padixaⱨliⱪni ǝmirliri bilǝn nomusⱪa ⱪoyup, Yǝr bilǝn yǝksan ⱪiliwǝtti.
3 He hath broken off—in the glow of his anger—the whole horn of Israel, hath turned back his right hand, from the face of the foe, —and hath kindled against Jacob, a very fire of flame, devouring round about.
(Gimǝl) U ⱪattiⱪ ƣǝzǝptǝ Israilning ⱨǝmmǝ münggüzlirini kesiwǝtti; Düxmǝnni tosuƣan ong ⱪolini Uning aldidin tartiwaldi; Lawuldap kɵygǝn ɵz ǝtrapini yǝp kǝtküqi ottǝk, U Yaⱪupni kɵydürüwǝtti.
4 He hath trodden his bow like a foe, his right hand erect as an adversary, and hath slain all them who delighted the eye, —In the home of the daughter of Zion, hath he poured out, as fire, his indignation.
(Dalǝt) Düxmǝndǝk U oⱪyasini kǝrdi; Uning ong ⱪoli etixⱪa tǝyyarlanƣanidi; Kɵzigǝ issiⱪ kɵrüngǝnlǝrning ⱨǝmmisini küxǝndisi kǝbi ⱪirdi; Zion ⱪizining qediri iqidǝ, Ⱪǝⱨrini ottǝk yaƣdurdi;
5 My Lord hath become like a foe, hath swallowed up Israel, hath swallowed up all her castles, ruined his strongholds, —and hath caused to abound, in the daughter of Judah, lamentation and mourning.
(He) Rǝb düxmǝndǝk boldi; U Israilni yutuwaldi, Ordilirining ⱨǝmmisini yutuwaldi; Uning ⱪǝl’ǝ-ⱪorƣanlirini yoⱪatti, Yǝⱨudaning ⱪizida matǝm wǝ yiƣa-zarlarni kɵpǝytti.
6 Thus hath he destroyed, like a garden, his pavilion, hath laid waste his place of assembly, —Yahweh, hath caused to be forgotten, in Zion, the appointed assembly and the sabbath, and hath spurned, in the indignation of his anger, the king and the priest.
(Waw) U Uning kǝpisini baƣqini paqaⱪlatⱪandǝk paqaⱪlatti; U ibadǝt sorunlirini yoⱪitiwǝtti; Pǝrwǝrdigar Zionda ⱨeyt-bayramlar ⱨǝm xabatlarni [hǝlⱪining] esidin qiⱪiriwǝtti; Ƣǝzǝp oti bilǝn padixaⱨ ⱨǝm kaⱨinni qǝtkǝ ⱪeⱪiwǝtti.
7 My Lord hath rejected his altar, hath abhorred his sanctuary, hath delivered, into the hand of the foe, the walls of her castles, —A voice, have they uttered in the house of Yahweh, as on the day of an appointed assembly.
(Zain) Rǝb ⱪurbangaⱨini taxliwǝtti, Muⱪǝddǝs jayidin waz kǝqti; U Ziondiki ordilarning sepillirini düxmǝnning ⱪoliƣa tapxurdi; Ⱨǝtta Pǝrwǝrdigarning ɵyidǝ, Ular ⱨeyt-ayǝm künidikidǝk tǝntǝnǝ ⱪilixti!
8 Yahweh hath devised to lay in ruins, the wall of the daughter of Zion, he hath stretched out a line, he hath not turned back his hand from swallowing up, —Thus hath he caused to mourn—rampart and wall, together, have they languished!
(Hǝt) Pǝrwǝrdigar Zion ⱪizining sepilini qeⱪiwetixni ⱪarar ⱪilƣan; U uningƣa [ⱨalak] ɵlqǝm tanisini tartip ⱪoyƣan; U ⱪolini qeⱪixtin ⱨeq üzmidi; U ⱨǝm istiⱨkamlarni ⱨǝm sepilni zarlatti; Ikkisi tǝng ⱨalsirap ⱪayƣurmaⱪta.
9 Her gates, have sunk in the earth, He hath destroyed and broken in pieces, her bars, —Her king and her princes, are among the nations, There is no instruction, Even her prophets, have found no vision, from Yahweh.
(Tǝt) Uning dǝrwaziliri yǝr tegigǝ ƣǝrⱪ bolup kǝtti; U uning tɵmür-taⱪaⱪlirini parǝ-parǝ ⱪiliwǝtti. Padixaⱨi ⱨǝm ǝmirliri ǝllǝr arisiƣa palandi; Tǝwrattiki tǝrbiyǝ-yolyoruⱪ yoⱪap kǝtti, Pǝyƣǝmbǝrliri Pǝrwǝrdigardin wǝⱨiy-kɵrünüxlǝrni izdǝp tapalmaydu.
10 Seated on the ground, in silence, are the elders of the daughter of Zion, They have lifted up dust on their head, have girded themselves with sackcloth, —Bowed down to the ground is the head, of the virgins of Jerusalem.
(Yod) Zion ⱪizining aⱪsaⱪalliri, Yǝrdǝ zuwan sürmǝy olturmaⱪta; Ular baxliriƣa topa-qang qeqixti; Ular beligǝ bɵz yɵgiwelixti; Yerusalemning pak ⱪizlirining baxliri yǝrgǝ kirip kǝtküdǝk boldi.
11 Blinded with tears are mine eyes, In ferment is my body, Poured out to the earth is my grief, for the sore hurt of the daughter of my people, —when child and suckling are swooning, in the broadways of the city.
(Kaf) Mening kɵzlirim taramliƣan yaxlirimdin ⱨalidin kǝtti; Iqi-baƣrilirim zǝrdapƣa toldi; Jigirim yǝr yüzigǝ tɵkülüp parǝ-parǝ boldi, Qünki hǝlⱪimning ⱪizi nabut ⱪilindi, Qünki xǝⱨǝr koqilirida narsidilǝr ⱨǝm bowaⱪlar ⱨoxsiz yatmaⱪta.
12 To their mothers, they keep saying, Where are corn and wine? Swooning off, like one thrust through, in the broadways of the city, pouring out their life into the bosom of their mothers.
(Lamǝd) Ular xǝⱨǝr koqilirida yarilanƣanlardǝk ⱨalidin kǝtkǝndǝ, Anilirining ⱪuqiⱪida yetip jan talaxⱪanda, Aniliriƣa: «Yemǝk-iqmǝk nǝdǝ?» dǝp yalwuruxmaⱪta.
13 How shall I solemnly admonish thee? What shall I liken to thee, thou daughter of Jerusalem? What shall I compare with thee, that I may comfort thee, thou virgin, daughter of Zion? for, great as the sea, is thy grievous injury, Who can heal thee?
(Mǝm) Mǝn dǝrdinggǝ guwaⱨqi bolup, seni nemigǝ ohxitarmǝn? Seni nemigǝ selixturarmǝn, i Yerusalem ⱪizi? Sanga tǝsǝlli berixtǝ, nemini sanga tǝng ⱪilarmǝn, i Zionning pak ⱪizi? Qünki sening yarang dengizdǝk qǝksizdur; Kim seni saⱪaytalisun?
14 Thy prophets, have had visions for thee, false and foolish, and have not unveiled thine iniquity, to turn back thy captivity, —Yea they have had visions for thee, oracles of falsehood, and enticements!
(Nun) Pǝyƣǝmbǝrliringning sǝn üqün kɵrgǝnliri bimǝnilik ⱨǝm ǝhmǝⱪliⱪtur; Ular sening ⱪǝbiⱨlikingni ⱨeq axkarǝ ⱪilmidi, Xundaⱪ ⱪilip ular sürgün boluxungning aldini almidi. Əksiqǝ ularning sǝn üqün kɵrgǝnliri yalƣan bexarǝtlǝr ⱨǝm ezitⱪuluⱪlardur.
15 All passing by, have clapped, over thee, their hands, have hissed and wagged their head over the daughter of Jerusalem, —[saying], Is, this, the city, of which men used to say—The perfection of beauty! A joy to the whole earth!
(Samǝⱪ) Yeningdin ɵtüwatⱪanlarning ⱨǝmmisi sanga ⱪarap qawaklixidu; Ular üxⱪirtip Yerusalemning ⱪiziƣa bax qayⱪaxmaⱪta: — «Güzǝllikning jǝwⱨiri, pütkül jaⱨanning hursǝnliki» dǝp atalƣan xǝⱨǝr muxumidu?»
16 All thy foes, have opened wide, over thee their mouth, They have hissed, and gnashed their teeth, They have said—We have swallowed [her] up! Surely, this, is the day for which we have waited, We have found! We have seen!
(Pe) Barliⱪ düxmǝnliring sanga ⱪarap aƣzini yoƣan eqip [mazaⱪ ⱪilmaⱪta], Ux-ux ⱪilixip, qixlirini ƣuqurlatmaⱪta; Ular: «Biz uni yutuwalduⱪ! Bu bǝrⱨǝⱪ biz kütkǝn kündur! Biz buni ɵz kɵzimiz bilǝn kɵrüxkǝ muyǝssǝr bolduⱪ!» — demǝktǝ.
17 Yahweh hath done what he thought, hath carried out his word, wherewith he gave charge in the days of old, hath thrown down, and not spared, —Thus hath he let the enemy rejoice over thee, hath raised high the horn of thine adversaries.
(Ayin) Pǝrwǝrdigar Ɵz niyǝtlirini ixⱪa axurdi; Ⱪǝdimdin tartip Ɵzining bekitkǝn sɵzigǝ ǝmǝl ⱪildi; U ⱨeq rǝⱨim ⱪilmay ƣulatti; U düxmǝnni üstüngdin xadlandurdi; Küxǝndiliringning münggüzini yuⱪiri kɵtürdi.
18 Their heart, hath made outcry, unto My Lord, —O wall of the daughter of Zion—Let tears run down as a torrent day and night, Do not give thyself relief, Let not the weeping of thine eye cease!
(Tsadǝ) Ularning kɵngli Rǝbgǝ nida ⱪilmaⱪta! I Zion ⱪizining sepili! Yaxliring dǝryadǝk keqǝ-kündüz aⱪsun! Ɵzünggǝ aram bǝrmǝ; Yax tamqiliring taramlaxtin aram almisun!
19 Arise, cry out in the night, At the beginning of the watches, pour out, like waters, thy heart, right before the face of My Lord, —Lift up, above thee, the palms of thy hands, for the life of thy children, who are swooning for hunger, at the top of all the streets!
(Kof) Tün keqidǝ ornungdin tur, Kǝqtǝ jesǝk baxlinixi bilǝn nida ⱪil! Kɵnglüngni Rǝbning aldiƣa sudǝk tɵk; Narsidiliringning ⱨayati üqün uningƣa ⱪolliringni kɵtür! Ular barliⱪ koqiliring doⱪmuxida ⱪǝⱨǝtqiliktin ⱨalidin kǝtmǝktǝ.
20 See, O Yahweh, and do consider, to whom thou hast acted thus severely, —Will women, devour, their own fruit—the children they have dandled? Shall priest and prophet, be slain in the sanctuary of My Lord?
(Rǝx) Ⱪara, i Pǝrwǝrdigar, oylap baⱪⱪaysǝn, Sǝn kimgǝ muxundaⱪ muamilǝ ⱪilip baⱪⱪan?! Ayallar ɵz mewiliri — ǝrkǝ bowaⱪlirini yeyixkǝ bolamdu? Kaⱨin ⱨǝm pǝyƣǝmbǝrni Rǝbning muⱪǝddǝs jayida ɵltürüxkǝ bolamdu?!
21 Youth and elder, have lain down on the ground in the streets, My virgins and my young men, have fallen by the sword, —Thou hast slain, in the day of thine anger, Thou hast slaughtered, hast not spared!
(Xiyn) Yaxlar ⱨǝm ⱪerilar koqilarda yetixmaⱪta; Pak ⱪizlirim wǝ yax yigitlirim ⱪiliqlinip yiⱪildi; Ularni ƣǝziping qüxkǝn künidǝ ⱪirdingsǝn; Ularni ⱨeq ayimay soydungsǝn.
22 Wilt thou proclaim, like the day of an appointed meeting—My terrors round about? when there was not—in the day of the anger of Yahweh—fugitive or survivor, —Those whom I dandled and reared, my foe hath destroyed.
(Taw) Sǝn ⱨeyt-bayram künidǝ jamaǝtni qaⱪirƣandǝk, Meni tǝrǝp-tǝrǝplǝrdin besixⱪa wǝⱨimilǝrni qaⱪirding; Pǝrwǝrdigarning ƣǝzǝp künidǝ ⱪaqⱪanlar yaki tirik ⱪalƣanlar yoⱪ idi; Ɵzüm ǝrkilitip qong ⱪilƣanlarni düxminim yǝp kǝtti.
