Isaiah 16
1 Send the lambs for the ruler of the land from Selah to the wilderness, to the mountain of the daughter of Zion.
«Əmdi [ƣǝllǝ-paraⱪ] ⱪozisini Sela [rayondin] elip, Qɵl-bayawandin ɵtüp zeminlarning ⱨɵkümraniƣa, Yǝni Zion ⱪizining teƣiƣa ǝwǝtkin!»
2 For it will be that as wandering birds, as a scattered nest, so will the daughters of Moab be at the fords of the Arnon.
Uwisidin quwulup patiparaⱪ bolup kǝtkǝn ⱪuxlardǝk, Moab ⱪizliri Arnon dǝryasining keqikliridǝ [alaⱪzadǝ] yüridu.
3 Give counsel! Execute justice! Make your shade like the night in the middle of the noonday! Hide the outcasts! Don’t betray the fugitive!
«Parasǝt bilǝn ⱨɵküm ⱪilinglar!»
4 Let my outcasts dwell with you! As for Moab, be a hiding place for him from the face of the destroyer. For the extortionist is brought to nothing. Destruction ceases. The oppressors are consumed out of the land.
«[I Zion ⱪizi], sayingizni qüxürüp qüxtiki yoruⱪluⱪni tün ⱪarangƣusidǝk ⱪiling, Xu ƣeriblarni yoxurup ⱪoyƣaysiz; Ⱪoƣlanƣanlarni axkarilap ⱪoymiƣaysiz! Mening Moabdiki musapirlirimni ɵzingiz bilǝn billǝ turƣuzƣaysiz, Ular üqün wǝyran ⱪilƣuqining aldida baxpanaⱨ bolƣaysiz!».
5 A throne will be established in loving kindness. One will sit on it in truth, in the tent of David, judging, seeking justice, and swift to do righteousness.
«[Ɵtünüxünglar toƣra], qünki ǝzgüqi yoⱪilidu, Ⱨalakǝt yoⱪ bolidu, Əzgüqilǝrning ⱨǝmmisi zemindin yoⱪilidu. Ɵzgǝrmǝs meⱨir-xǝpⱪǝt bilǝn bir tǝht tiklinidu; «Dawutning qediri» iqidiki xu tǝht üstidǝ birsi olturidu. U bolsa, ⱨǝⱪiⱪǝtǝn adalǝt yürgüzidiƣan, xundaⱪla adalǝtni izdǝydiƣan, Ⱨǝⱪⱪaniyliⱪni ilgiri süridiƣan bolidu.
6 We have heard of the pride of Moab, that he is very proud; even of his arrogance, his pride, and his wrath. His boastings are nothing.
— Biz Moabning ⱨakawurluⱪi toƣrisida angliduⱪ (u intayin ⱨakawur!), Yǝni uning ⱨakawurluⱪi, tǝkǝbburluⱪi, noqiliⱪ ⱪilidiƣanliⱪi toƣrisida angliduⱪ; Biraⱪ uning qong gǝpliri bikar bolidu!
7 Therefore Moab will wail for Moab. Everyone will wail. You will mourn for the raisin cakes of Kir Hareseth, utterly stricken.
Xunga Moab Moab üqün zar yiƣlaydu; Ularning ⱨǝmmisi zar-zar yiƣlaydu; Ⱪayƣu-ⱨǝsrǝtkǝ qɵmüp Kir-Ⱨarǝsǝtning «kixmix poxkalliri» üqün zar-zar yiƣlanglar!
8 For the fields of Heshbon languish with the vine of Sibmah. The lords of the nations have broken down its choice branches, which reached even to Jazer, which wandered into the wilderness. Its shoots were spread abroad. They passed over the sea.
Ⱨǝxbon rayonidiki etizlar, Sibmaⱨdiki üzüm tallirimu yiglǝp ketidu; Əllǝrning ǝmirliri uning sǝrhil ɵsümlüklirini buzup qǝylǝydu; Ular ǝslidǝ Yaazǝrgiqǝ yetip, qɵl-dalalarni kǝzgǝnidi; Pelǝkliri sozulup, «[Ɵlük] Dengiz»ning nerisiƣa yǝtti.
9 Therefore I will weep with the weeping of Jazer for the vine of Sibmah. I will water you with my tears, Heshbon, and Elealeh: for on your summer fruits and on your harvest the battle shout has fallen.
Xunga Mǝn Yaazǝrning zar-yiƣisi bilǝn billǝ Sibmaⱨning üzüm teli üqün yiƣlaymǝn; I Ⱨǝxbon, Elealaⱨ, Ɵz kɵz yaxlirim bilǝn silǝrni suƣirimǝn! Qünki yazliⱪ mewiliringgǝ, ⱨosulung üstigǝ tǝntǝnǝ bir sada yangritilidu.
10 Gladness is taken away, and joy out of the fruitful field; and in the vineyards there will be no singing, neither joyful noise. Nobody will tread out wine in the presses. I have made the shouting stop.
Huxalliⱪ mewilik baƣlardin mǝⱨrum ⱪilinip, Xadliⱪmu yoⱪ ⱪilinidu; Üzümzarliⱪlarda nǝ nahxa awazliri anglanmaydu, Nǝ tǝntǝnǝ ⱪilinmaydu; Dǝssigüqilǝr üzüm kɵlqǝklirini qǝylimǝydu. Qünki Mǝn üzüm kɵlqǝkliridiki huxal warⱪiraxlarni tohtattim.
11 Therefore my heart sounds like a harp for Moab, and my inward parts for Kir Heres.
Xunga iq-baƣrilirim Moab üqün qalƣan qiltardǝk aƣrip mungluⱪ yangraydu, Iqim Kir-Ⱨǝrǝsdikilǝr üqünmu xundaⱪ;
12 It will happen that when Moab presents himself, when he wearies himself on the high place, and comes to his sanctuary to pray, that he will not prevail.
Xundaⱪ boliduki, Moab ɵzini upritip dua ⱪilƣili ɵzining «yuⱪiri orni»ƣa qiⱪip kǝlgǝndǝ, Yaki dua ⱪilƣili «muⱪǝddǝs ɵyi»gǝ kirgǝndǝ, U muwǝppǝⱪiyǝtkǝ erixǝlmǝydu.
13 This is the word that Yahweh spoke concerning Moab in time past.
Mana muxu sɵzlǝrni Pǝrwǝrdigar Moab toƣruluⱪ burun eytⱪan.
14 But now Yahweh has spoken, saying, “Within three years, as a worker bound by contract would count them, the glory of Moab shall be brought into contempt, with all his great multitude; and the remnant will be very small and feeble.”
Biraⱪ ⱨazir Pǝrwǝrdigar xundaⱪ dǝydu: — «Üq yil iqidǝ mǝdikar ⱨesabliƣandǝk, Moabning kɵpligǝn ⱪoxun-aⱨalisi bolƣini bilǝn, Uning pǝhirlǝngǝn xɵⱨriti yǝksan bolidu; Ularning ⱪalduⱪliri bolsa intayin az wǝ ⱨalsiz bolidu».
