Amos 8
1 Reb Perwerdigar manga mundaq bir ishni körsetti; mana, bir séwet yazliq méwe.
Thus has Lord YHWH showed me, and behold, a basket of summer-fruit.
2 Andin U mendin: Amos, némini kördung? — dep soridi. Men: «Bir séwet yazliq méwini» — dédim. Perwerdigar manga: Emdi xelqim Israilgha zawal yetti; Men yene ularni jazalimay ötüp ketmeymen, — dédi.
And He says, “What are you seeing, Amos?” And I say, “A basket of summer-fruit.” And YHWH says to me: “The end has come to My people Israel, I no longer pass over to it anymore.
3 — Shu küni ordidiki qizlarning naxshiliri qiya-chiyalargha aylinidu, — deydu Reb Perwerdigar; — Jesetler köp bolidu; ular jay-jaylarda sirtqa tashlinidu. Süküt!
And female singers have howled of a palace in that day,” A declaration of Lord YHWH, “Many [are] the carcasses, into any place throw—hush!”
4 Buni anglanglar, hey miskinlerni ezgüchiler, Zémindiki ajiz möminlerni yoqatmaqchi bolghanlar —
Hear this, you who are swallowing up the needy, To cause the poor of the land to cease,
5 «Ashliqimizni satmaqchi iduq, yéngi ay qachanmu axirlishar, Bughday yaymisini achattuq, shabat küni qachan tüger?» — deydighanlar, — Shundaqla «efah»ni kichik qilip, «shekel»ni chong élip, Aldamchiliq üchün tarazini yalghan qilghanlar!
Saying, “When does the new moon pass, And we sell ground grain? And the Sabbath, and we open out pure grain? To make little the ephah, And to make great the shekel, And to use balances of deceit perversely.
6 — Namratlarni kümüshke, Miskin ademni bir jüp choruqqa sétiwalmaqchi bolghanlar, Bughdayni süpüründisi bilen qoshup satmaqchi bolghanlar!
To purchase the poor with money, And the needy for a pair of sandals, Indeed, the refuse of the pure grain we sell.”
7 Perwerdigar Yaqupning ghururi bilen shundaq qesem qildiki, — Berheq, Men hergiz ularning qilghanliridin héchbirini untumaymen!
YHWH has sworn by the excellence of Jacob: “I do not forget any of their works forever.
8 Zémin bu ishlardin tewrinip ketmemdu? We uningda turuwatqanlarning hemmisi matem tutmamdu? U Nil deryasidek örlep kétidu, U Misir deryasidek örkeshlep, andin chöküp kétidu.
Does the land not tremble for this, And every dweller in it has mourned? And all of it has come up as a flood. And it has been cast out, and has sunk, Like the flood of Egypt.
9 Shu küni shundaq emelge ashuruliduki, — deydu Reb Perwerdigar, — Quyashni chüshte patquzimen, Zéminni shu ochuq künde qarangghulashturimen.
And it has come to pass in that day,” A declaration of Lord YHWH, “I have caused the sun to go in at noon, And caused darkness on the land in a day of light,
10 Héytliringlarni musibetke, Hemme naxshiliringlarni ah-zarlargha aylanduriwétimen; Hemme ademning chatriqi üstini böz rext bilen orighuzimen, Herbir ademning béshida taqirliq peyda qilimen; Bu matemni yekke-yégane bir oghulning matimidek, Héytning axirini derd-elemlik bir kün qiliwétimen.
And have turned your festivals to mourning, And all your songs to lamentation, And caused sackcloth to come up on all loins, And on every head—baldness, And made it as a mourning of an only one, And its latter end as a day of bitterness.
11 Mana, shundaq künler kéliduki, — deydu Reb Perwerdigar, Zémin’gha qehetchilikni ewetimen, — — Nan’gha bolghan qehetchilik emes, yaki sugha bolghan changqashmu emes, belki Perwerdigarning söz-kalamini anglashqa bolghan qehetchilikni ewetimen.
Behold, days are coming,” A declaration of Lord YHWH, “And I have sent a famine into the land, Not a famine of bread, nor a thirst of water, But of hearing the words of YHWH.
12 Shuning bilen ular déngizdin déngizgha, shimaldin sherqqe kézip mangidu, Ular Perwerdigarning söz-kalamini izdep uyan-buyan yürüp, uni tapalmaydu.
And they have wandered from sea to sea, And from north even to east, They go to and fro to seek the word of YHWH, And they do not find [it].
13 Shu küni güzel qizlar hem yigitlermu ussuzluqtin halidin kétidu;
In that day the beautiful virgins, And the young men, faint with thirst.
14 Hem Samariyening gunahining [nami] bilen qesem ichkenler, Yeni «Ilahingning tirikliki bilen, i Dan», yaki «Beer-Shébadiki [ilahiy] tirik yol bilen!» dep qesem ichkenler bolsa — Ular yiqilidu, ornidin hergiz qaytidin turalmaydu.
Those swearing by the guilt of Samaria, And who have said, Your god lives, O Dan, And, The way of Beer-Sheba lives, Indeed, they have fallen and do not rise again!”
