< Isaiah 18 >

1 Woe to the land of the rustling of wings, which is along the rivers of Cush;
Aⱨ, Efiopiyǝ dǝryalirining boyliridiki ⱪanatlarning wiȥildiƣan awazliri bilǝn ⱪaplanƣan yǝr-zemin! — Sǝn ⱪomux kemilǝr üstidǝ ǝlqilǝrni dengizdin ɵtküzüp ǝwǝtisǝn; — I yǝl tapan hǝwǝrqilǝr, Egiz boyluⱪ ⱨǝm siliⱪ terilik bir ǝlgǝ, Yiraⱪ-yeⱪinlarƣa ⱪorⱪunq bolidiƣan bir millǝtkǝ, Zemini dǝryalar tǝripidin bɵlüngǝn, Küqlük, tajawuzqi bir ǝlgǝ [ⱪaytip] beringlar!
2 who send ambassadors by the sea, in vessels of papyrus on the waters. Go, you swift messengers, to a nation tall and smooth, to a people feared far and near, a nation strong and trampling down, whose land the rivers divide.
3 All you inhabitants of the world and you who live on the earth, when a signal is lifted up on the mountains, look; and when the trumpet is blown, listen.
Jaⱨanda turuwatⱪanlarning ⱨǝmmisi, Jimiki yǝr yüzidikilǝr! Taƣlarda bir tuƣ kɵtürülgǝndila, Kɵrünglar! Kanay qelinƣandila, Anglanglar!
4 This is what Yahweh said to me, “I will quietly observe from my home, like the simmering heat in sunshine, like a cloud of mist in the heat of harvest.
Qünki Pǝrwǝrdigar manga mundaⱪ dedi: — Mǝn tinqliⱪta turimǝn, Nur üstidǝ yalildap turƣan issiⱪtǝk, Issiⱪ ⱨosul mǝzgilidiki xǝbnǝmlik buluttǝk, Ɵz turalƣumda kɵzitimǝn;
5 Before the harvest, when the blossoming is over, and the flower is ripening into a grape, he will cut off the sprigs with pruning hooks, and he will cut down and take away the spreading branches.
Qünki ⱨosul elix aldida, Üzüm qeqǝkligǝndin keyin, Qeqǝklǝr üzüm bolƣanda, U putiƣuqi piqaⱪlar bilǝn bihlarni kesip, Ⱨǝm xahlirini kesip taxlaydu.
6 They will be left together for the birds of the mountains and for the animals of the earth. The birds will summer on them, and all the animals of the earth will winter on them.”
Ular yiƣixturulup taƣdiki alƣur ⱪuxlarƣa, Yǝr yüzidiki ⱨaywanlarƣa ⱪaldurulidu. Alƣur ⱪuxlar ulardin ozuⱪlinip yazni ɵtküzidu, Yǝr yüzidiki ⱨaywanlar ular bilǝn ⱪixni ɵtküzidu.
7 At that time tribute will be brought to Yahweh of hosts from a people tall and smooth, from a people feared far and near, a nation strong and trampling down, whose land the rivers divide, to the place of the name of Yahweh of hosts, to Mount Zion.
Xu künidǝ samawi ⱪoxunlarning Sǝrdari bolƣan Pǝrwǝrdigarƣa bir sowƣat elip kelinidu; Yǝni egiz boyluⱪ ⱨǝm siliⱪ terilik bir millǝttin, Yiraⱪ-yeⱪinlarƣa ⱪorⱪunq bolidiƣan bir ǝldin, Zemini dǝryalar tǝripidin bɵlüngǝn, Küqlük, tajawuzqi bir millǝttin berilidu; Samawi ⱪoxunlarning Sǝrdari Pǝrwǝrdigarning nami bolƣan jayƣa, Yǝni Zion teƣiƣa elip kelinidu.

< Isaiah 18 >