Habakkuk 3
1 Habakkuk peyghemberning duasi, «Shiggaon» ahangida: —
A prayer of Habakkuk the prophet, according to the Shigionoth.
2 «Perwerdigar, men xewiringni anglidim, eyminip qorqtum. I Perwerdigar, yillar arisida ishingni qaytidin janlandurghaysen, Yillar arisida ishingni tonutqaysen; Derghezepte bolghiningda rehimdilliqni ésingge keltürgeysen!
I have heard, Lord, of your fame, I have seen, Lord, your work; through the years you have make yourself known, in wrath you remember mercy.
3 Tengri Témandin, Pak-Muqeddes Bolghuchi Paran téghidin keldi; (Sélah) Uning shan-sheripi asmanlarni qaplidi, Yer yüzi uning medhiyiliri bilen toldi;
God comes from Teman, and the Holy One from the mountain-land of Paran. (Selah) His glory covers the heavens, and his splendour fills the earth.
4 Uning parqiraqliqi tang nuridek boldi, Qolidin chaqmaq chaqqandek ikki nur chiqti; Shu yerde uning küch-qudriti yoshurunup turidu.
Before him it is like the light, rays he has at his side, where his power is hidden.
5 Uning aldidin waba, Putliridin choghdek yalqun chiqmaqta idi;
Before him pestilence stalks, after him plague follows.
6 U turup yer yüzini mölcherlidi; U qariwidi, ellerni dekke-dükkige saldi; «menggü taghlar» pare-pare qilindi, «ebediy döng-égizlikler» égildürüldi, Uning yolliri bolsa ebediydur.
He stands, and the earth trembles, he looks, and the nations melt away, and the mountains of old are scattered, the everlasting hills bow down. These are his ways from of old.
7 Men Kushan qebilisining chédirlirining parakendichilikte bolghanliqini, Midiyan zéminidiki perdilerni titrek basqanliqini kördum.
The tents of Cushan are afraid, the curtains of Midian tremble.
8 Perwerdigar deryalargha achchiqlandimikin? Séning gheziping deryalargha qaritildimikin? Qehring déngizgha qaritildimikin? Atliringgha, nijat-qutquzushni épkélidighan jeng harwiliringgha minip kelgen’ghusen!
Is your wrath, Lord, with the rivers? Is your anger against the streams? Or your rage against the sea? Is that why you ride on your war-steeds? Why you mount your chariots of victory?
9 Séning oqyaying ayan qilindi, Sözüng boyiche, [Israil] qebililirige ichken qesemliring üchün ayan qilindi! (Sélah) Sen yer yüzini derya-kelkünler bilen ayriwetting.
Why you bare your bow? Why you fill your quiver with shafts? You split the earth with torrents.
10 Taghlar Séni körüp, azablinip tolghinip ketti; Dolqunlap aqqan sular kelkündek ötüp ketti; Chongqur déngiz awazini qoyuwétip, Qollirini yuqirigha örletti.
The mountains see you and writhe. The tempest of waters sweeps by. The great deep sends forth its voice, and lifts up its hands.
11 Étilghan oqliringning parqiraq nurini körüp, Palildighan neyzengning yoruqluqini körüp, Quyash hem ay öz turalghusida jim turdi.
The sun forgets to rise. The moon stands still in its place. Your arrows go forth to give light. Your glittering spear is as lightning.
12 Sen achchiqingda yer yüzidin ötüp yürüsh qilding; Ellerni ghezipingde ziraetni soqqandek soqtung;
In rage you stride over the earth. In wrath you trample the nations.
13 Öz xelqingning nijat-qutquzulushi üchün, Sen Öz Mesihing bilen bille nijat-qutquzush üchün chiqting; Ulini boynighiche échip tashlap, Rezilning jemetining béshini urup-yanjip, uningdin ayriwetting; (Sélah)
You go forth to save your people. You go to help your anointed. You crush the head of the wicked nation, laying him bare from thigh to neck. (Selah)
14 Sen uning neyziliri bilen serdarlirining béshigha sanjiding; Ular dehshetlik qara quyundek méni tarqitiwétishke chiqti, Ularning xushalliqi ajiz möminlerni yoshurun jayda yalmap yutushtin ibarettur!
You pierced his head with his spears, as his champions storm out to scatter us, as they rejoice to devour the poor secretly.
15 Sen atliring bilen déngizdin, Yeni döwe-döwe qilin’ghan ulugh sulardin ötüp mangding!
You tread the sea with your horses, while the mighty waters roar.
16 Men bularni anglidim, ichi-baghrimni titrek basti; Awazni anglap kalpuklirim dir-dir qildi, Ustixanlirim chirip ketkendek boldi, Putlirimni titrek basti; Chünki men külpetlik künide, Yeni öz xelqimge tajawuz qilghuchi bésip kirgen künidimu, Sewr-xatirjemlikte turushum kérek.
I hear, and my body trembles, and at the sound my lips quiver. My bones begin to decay, and my footsteps totter beneath me, while I long for the day of distress to come upon those who attack us.
17 Chünki enjür derixi chécheklimisimu, Üzüm tallirida méwe bolmisimu, Zeytun derixige qilghan ejir yoqqa chiqqan bolsimu, Étizlar héch hosul bermigen bolsimu, Qotandin qoy padisi üzülgen bolsimu, Éghilda kala padisi yoq bolsimu,
Though the fig tree bears no fruit, and there are no grapes on the vines, though the olive harvest fails, and the fields produce no food, though the flock is cut off from the fold, and there is no herd in the stalls,
18 Men haman Perwerdigardin shadlinimen, Manga nijatimni bergüchi Xudayimdin shadliqqa chömülimen,
yet I will exult in the Lord, and rejoice in the God who saves me.
19 Perwerdigar, Reb, méning küch-qudritimdur; U méning putlirimni kéyikningkidek qilidu; Méni yuqiri jaylirimda mangghuzidu! (Bu küy neghmichilerning béshigha tapshurulup, tarliq sazlar bilen oqulsun).
The Lord God is my strength; he makes my feet as sure as the feet of deer, and causes me to walk on the heights! To the music director: Use stringed instruments.
