Isaiah 58
1 Call with the throat, restrain not, As a trumpet lift up thy voice, And declare to My people their transgression, And to the house of Jacob their sins;
— Nida ⱪilip jakarliƣin, Awazingni ⱪoyup berip boluxiqǝ towla, Awazingni kanaydǝk kɵtür, Mening hǝlⱪimgǝ ularning asiyliⱪini, Yaⱪupning jǝmǝtigǝ gunaⱨlirini bayan ⱪilƣin.
2 Seeing — Me day by day they seek, And the knowledge of My ways they desire, As a nation that righteousness hath done, And the judgment of its God hath not forsaken, They ask of me judgments of righteousness, The drawing near of God they desire:
Biraⱪ ular Meni ⱨǝr küni izdǝydiƣan, Ⱨǝⱪⱪaniyliⱪni yürgüzidiƣan, Mening yollirimni bilixni huxalliⱪ dǝp bilidiƣan, Hudasining ⱨɵküm-pǝrmanlirini taxliwǝtmǝydiƣan bir ǝlgǝ ohxaydu; Ular Mǝndin ⱨǝⱪⱪaniyliⱪni bekitidiƣan ⱨɵküm-pǝrmanlarni soraydu; Ular Hudaƣa yeⱪinlixixni hursǝnlik dǝp bilidu.
3 'Why have we fasted, and Thou hast not seen? We have afflicted our soul, and Thou knowest not.' Lo, in the day of your fast ye find pleasure, And all your labours ye exact.
[Andin ular]: — «Biz roza tuttuⱪ, Əmdi nemixⱪa sǝn kɵzünggǝ ilmiding? Biz jenimizni ⱪiyniduⱪ, Əmdi nemixⱪa buningdin hǝwiring yoⱪ?» — [dǝp soraydu]. — Ⱪaranglar, roza küni ɵz kɵnglünglardikini ⱪiliwerisilǝr, Hizmǝtqiliringlarni ⱪattiⱪ ixlitisilǝr;
4 Lo, for strife and debate ye fast, And to smite with the fist of wickedness, Ye fast not as [to] -day, To sound in the high place your voice.
Silǝrning roza tutuxliringlar jǝnggi-jedǝl qiⱪirix üqünmu? Ⱪǝbiⱨ ⱪolliringlar muxt bilǝn adǝm uruxni mǝⱪsǝt ⱪilƣan ohximamdu? Ⱨazirⱪi roza tutuxliringlarning mǝⱪsiti awazinglarni ǝrxlǝrdǝ anglitix ǝmǝstur!
5 Like this is the fast that I choose? The day of a man's afflicting his soul? To bow as a reed his head, And sackcloth and ashes spread out? This dost thou call a fast, And a desirable day — to Jehovah?
Mǝn talliƣan xu roza tutux küni — Adǝmlǝrning jenini ⱪiynaydiƣan künmu? Bexini ⱪomuxtǝk egip, Astiƣa bɵz wǝ küllǝrni yeyix kerǝk bolƣan künmu? Silǝr muxundaⱪ ixlarni «roza», «Pǝrwǝrdigar ⱪobul ⱪilƣudǝk bir kün» dǝwatamsilǝr?
6 Is not this the fast that I chose — To loose the bands of wickedness, To shake off the burdens of the yoke, And to send out the oppressed free, And every yoke ye draw off?
Mana, Mǝn talliƣan roza muxuki: — Rǝzillik-zulumning asarǝtlirini boxitix, Boyunturuⱪning tasmilirini yexix, Ezilgǝnlǝrni boxitip ⱨɵr ⱪilix, Ⱨǝrⱪandaⱪ boyunturuⱪni qeⱪip taxlax ǝmǝsmidi?
7 Is it not to deal to the hungry thy bread, And the mourning poor bring home, That thou seest the naked and cover him, And from thine own flesh hide not thyself?
Ax-neningni aqlarƣa ülǝxtürüxüng, Ⱨajǝtmǝn musapirlarni ⱨimayǝ ⱪilip ɵyünggǝ apirixing, Yalingaqlarni kɵrginingdǝ, uni kiydürüxüng, Ɵzüngni ɵzüng bilǝn bir jan bir tǝn bolƣanlardin ⱪaqurmasliⱪingdin ibarǝt ǝmǝsmu?
8 Then broken up as the dawn is thy light, And thy health in haste springeth up, Gone before thee hath thy righteousness, The honour of Jehovah doth gather thee.
Xundaⱪ ⱪilƣanda nurung tang sǝⱨǝrdǝk wallidǝ eqilidu, Salamǝtliking tezdin ǝsligǝ kelip yaxnaysǝn; Ⱨǝⱪⱪaniyliⱪing aldingda mangidu, Arⱪangdiki muⱨapizǝtqing bolsa Pǝrwǝrdigarning xan-xǝripi bolidu.
9 Then thou callest, and Jehovah answereth, Thou criest, and He saith, 'Behold Me.' If thou turn aside from thy midst the yoke, The sending forth of the finger, And the speaking of vanity,
Sǝn qaⱪirsang, Pǝrwǝrdigar jawab beridu; Nida ⱪilisǝn, U: «Mana Mǝn!» dǝydu. Əgǝr aranglardin boyunturuⱪni, Tǝnglǝydiƣan barmaⱪni, Ⱨǝm tɵⱨmǝt gǝplirini yoⱪ ⱪilsang,
10 And dost bring out to the hungry thy soul, And the afflicted soul dost satisfy, Then risen in the darkness hath thy light, And thy thick darkness [is] as noon.
Jeningni aqlar üqün pida ⱪilsang, Ezilgǝnlǝrning ⱨajǝtliridin qiⱪsang, Xu qaƣda nurung ⱪarangƣuluⱪta kɵtürülidu; Zulmiting qüxtǝk bolidu;
11 And Jehovah doth lead thee continually, And hath satisfied in drought thy soul, And thy bones He armeth, And thou hast been as a watered garden, And as an outlet of waters, whose waters lie not.
Ⱨǝm Pǝrwǝrdigar sening daimliⱪ yetǝkligüqing bolidu, Jeningni ⱪurƣaⱪqiliⱪ bolƣan waⱪtidimu ⱪamdaydu, Ustihanliringni küqǝytidu; Sǝn suƣirilidiƣan bir baƣ, Suliri urƣup tügimǝydiƣan, adǝmni aldimaydiƣan bir bulaⱪ bolisǝn;
12 And they have built out of thee the wastes of old, The foundations of many generations thou raisest up, And one calleth thee, 'Repairer of the breach, Restorer of paths to rest in.'
Sǝndin tɵrǝlgǝnlǝr kona harabilǝrni ⱪaytidin ⱪurup qiⱪidu; Nurƣun dǝwrlǝr ⱪaldurƣan ullarni ⱪaytidin kɵtürisǝn, Xuning bilǝn «Bɵsülgǝn tamlarni ⱪaytidin yasiƣuqi, Koqa-yol wǝ turalƣularni ǝsligǝ kǝltürgüqi» dǝp atilisǝn.
13 If thou dost turn from the sabbath thy foot, Doing thine own pleasure on My holy day, And hast cried to the sabbath, 'A delight,' To the holy of Jehovah, 'Honoured,' And hast honoured it, without doing thine own ways, Without finding thine own pleasure, And speaking a word.
Əgǝr sǝn xabat künidǝ ⱪǝdǝmliringni sanap mangsang, Yǝni Mening muⱪǝddǝs künümdǝ ɵzüngningki kɵnglüngdikilǝrni ⱪilmay, Xabatni «huxalliⱪ», Pǝrwǝrdigarning muⱪǝddǝs künini «ⱨɵrmǝtlik kün» dǝp bilsǝng, Ⱨǝm Uni ⱨɵrmǝtlǝp, Ɵz yolliringda mangmay, Ɵz bilginingni izdimǝy, Ⱪuruⱪ parang salmisang,
14 Then dost thou delight thyself on Jehovah, And I have caused thee to ride on high places of earth, And have caused thee to eat the inheritance of Jacob thy father, For the mouth of Jehovah hath spoken!
Undaⱪta Pǝrwǝrdigarni kɵnglüngning huxalliⱪi dǝp bilisǝn, Ⱨǝm Mǝn seni yǝr yüzidiki yuⱪiri jaylarƣa mingüzüp mangdurimǝn; Atang Yaⱪupning mirasi bilǝn seni ozuⱪlandurimǝn — Qünki Pǝrwǝrdigar Ɵz aƣzi bilǝn xundaⱪ sɵz ⱪildi.
