Yeshaya 42
1 Qaranglar, mana Men yöleydighan Öz qulumgha! Jénimning xushalliqi bolghan Méning tallighinim; Men Öz Rohimni uning wujudigha qondurimen, Shuning bilen u ellerge höküm-heqiqetni yetküzüp béridu.
Lo! my Servant, I will uphold him, My chosen, well-pleased is my soul, —I have put my spirit upon him, Justice—to the nations, will he bring forth:
2 U ne warqirap-jarqirimaydu, ne chuqan kötürmeydu ne awazini kochilarda anglatmaydu.
He will not cry out nor will he speak loud, —Nor cause to be heard, in the street, his voice:
3 Taki u ghelibe bilen toghra hökümlerni chiqarghuche, Yanjilghan qomushni sundurmaydu, Tütep öchey dep qalghan pilikni öchürmeydu;
Cane that is crushed, will he not break, And wick that is fading, will he not quench, —Faithfully, will he bring forth justice:
4 Höküm-heqiqetni yer yüzide tiklimigüche, U halsizlanmaydu, köngli yanmaydu; Arallarmu uning perman-qanunini telmürüp kutidu.
He will not fade, nor will he be crushed, Until he establish, in the earth, justice, And for his instruction, Coastlands, wait.
5 Asmanlarni yaritip ularni kergen, Yer-zéminni hem uningdin chiqqanlarni yayghan, Uningda turuwatqan xelqqe nepes, Uning üstide méngiwatqanlargha roh bergüchi Tengri Perwerdigar mundaq deydu: —
Thus, saith GOD himself—Yahweh, —Creator of the heavens that stretched them forth, Out-spreader of earth, and the products thereof, —Giver of breath to the people thereon, And of spirit to them who walk therein,
6 Menki Perwerdigar séni heqqaniyliq bilen shuninggha chaqirghanmenki, — Séning qolungni tutimen, Séni qoghdap saqlaymen, Hem séni xelqqe ehde süpitide, Ellerge bir nur qilip bérimen;
I—Yahweh, have called thee in righteousness, And will firmly grasp thy hand, —And will keep thee And give thee—As the covenant of a people, As the light of nations:
7 Qarighu közlerni échishqa, Zindandin mehbuslarni, Türmide qarangghuluq ichide olturghanlarni qutquzushqa séni [ewetimen].
To open eyes that are blind, —To bring forth Out of the dungeon the captive Out of the prison, the dwellers in darkness.
8 Men Perwerdigardurmen; Méning namim shudur; Shan-sheripimni bashqa birsige, Manga tewe bolghan medhiyini oyma mebudlargha bermeymen.
I, am Yahweh, that, is my Name, And, my glory, to another, will I not give, Nor my praise to images.
9 Mana, aldinqi ishlar bolsa emelge ashurulghan; Silerge yéngi ishlarni jakarlaymen; Ular téxi yüz bermigüche, Men ularni silerge bayan qilimen.
Things told in advance, lo! they have come to pass, —And new things, am I telling, Ere yet they spring forth, I let, you, hear them.
10 — Perwerdigargha yéngi naxsha éytinglar, I déngizda yürgenler hem uning ichidiki hemme mewjudatlar, Arallar hem ularda turghanlarmu, Jahanning chet-chetliridin Uni medhiyilenglar!
Sing to Yahweh, a song that is new, His praise, from the end of the earth, —Ye that go down to the sea, and the fulness thereof, The Coastlands and ye who dwell therein.
11 Dala hem uningdiki sheherler, Kédar qebilisidikiler turghan kentler awazini kötürsun, Séladikiler yuqiri awazda naxsha éytsun, Taghlarning choqqiliridin tentene qilsun!
Let the wilderness shout, and the cities thereof, The villages wherein dwelleth Kedar, —Let the inhabitants of the crag, raise shouts of triumph, From the top of the mountains, let them cry aloud:
12 Ular Perwerdigarni ulughlisun, Uning medhiyiliri arallardimu jakarlansun.
Let them render unto Yahweh, glory, —And, his praise, in the Coastlands let them tell.
13 Perwerdigar palwandek chiqidu, Batur leshkerdek otluq muhebbitini qozghaydu; U warqiraydu, berheq shirdek hörkireydu; Düshmenliri üstige zor küch-qudritini körsitidu.
Yahweh, as a hero, goeth forth, As a man of war, he stirreth up jealousy, —He giveth a cry, yea he raiseth a war-cry, Over his foes, he showeth his strength.
14 — «Men ebedil’ebed sükütte turup keldim; Jim turup özümni bésiwélip keldim; Biraq hazir tolghiqi tutqan ayaldek inchiqlap towlaymen; Hem hasiraymen hem ingraymen!
I have held my peace from age-past times, I kept still, I restrained myself, —As a travailing woman, I pant, I breathe hard and gasp, all at once!
15 Men taghlarni hem dönglerni chölderitimen, Ularning hemme yéshilliqlirini qurutiwétimen; Deryalarni arallargha aylanduruwétimen; Kölcheklernimu qaghjiritimen.
I will lay waste mountains, and hills, And all their vegetation, will I wither, —And I will make rivers to be shores, And lakes, will I dry up:
16 Qarighularni özi bilmigen bir yol bilen apirip qoyimen, Ularni ular bilmigen yollarda yétekleymen; Ularning aldida qarangghuluqni nur, Egri-toqay yerlerni tüptüz qilimen. Men mushu ishlarni qilmay qalmaymen, Ulardin héch waz kechmeymen.
Thus will I lead the blind, by a way they know not, In paths they know not, will I guide them, —I will make the place that was dark before them to be, light. And crooked ways, to be, straight, These things, have I done unto them, And have not forsaken them.
17 Oyma mebudlargha tayan’ghanlar, Quyma mebudlargha: «Siler ilahlirimizdur» dégenler bolsa, Ular yoldin yandurulmay qalmaydu, Qattiq shermende qilinidu.
They have drawn back They turn very pale Who have been trusting in a graven image, —Who have been saying to a molten image, Ye, are our gods!
18 — «Anglanglar, i gaslar! Qarighular, körüsh üchün qaranglar!
Ye deaf hear! And ye blind look around that ye may see,
19 Méning qulumdin bashqa yene kim qarighu? Méning ewetken «elchim»din bashqa yene kim gas? Kim Men bilen ehdileshkendek shunche qarighudu? Kim Perwerdigarning qulidek shunche qarighudu?
Who is blind if not my Servant? Or deaf, like, my messenger whom I send? Who is, blind, like an intimate friend? Or blind like the Servant of Yahweh?
20 Sen nurghun ishlarni körgining bilen, Biraq neziringge héch almaysen; Uning quliqi échilghini bilen, U anglimaydu».
Seeing many things, yet thou heedest not, Opening the ears yet he heareth not,
21 Perwerdigar Öz heqqaniyliqi üchün layiq kördiki, Tewrat-qanunini ulugh hem shan-shereplik dep körsetti.
Yahweh, is well-pleased for his own righteousness’ sake, He magnifieth instruction and maketh it majestic.
22 Biraq shular bolsa olja élin’ghan hem bulang-talang qilin’ghan bir xelqtur; Ularning hemmisi ora-tuzaqta tutulghan, Gündixanilarda qamilip ghayib bolidu; Ular gheniymet bolidu, Héchkim qutquzmaydu; Ular olja bolidu, Héchkim: «Qayturup bérish!» démeydu.
But, that, is a people preyed upon and plundered, Snared in holes, all of them, And, in houses of restraint, concealed, —They have become a prey, and there is none to deliver, —A booty, and there is none to say—Restore!
23 Biraq aranglarda kim buninggha qulaq salsun? Kim bularni anglap kelgüsi zamanlargha köngül qoysun?
Who among you, will give ear to this, —Let him hearken and hear, for an aftertime?
24 Emdi kim Yaqupni olja qilghan? Kim Israilni bulangchilargha tapshurup bergen? Buni qilghini bolsa, biz gunah qilip kemsitken Perwerdigar emesmu? Chünki ular Uning yollirida méngishni xalimaytti; Yaki Uning qanunigha itaet qilmaytti.
Who gave, as a booty, Jacob. And, Israel, to them who were ready to take prey? Was it not, Yahweh? He against whom we have sinned, And they were not willing, in his ways, to walk, Neither hearkened they to his instruction?
25 Shunga U ular üstige ghezep-qehrini, Urushning zorawanliqini töküp chüshürdi; Bular uning etrapigha ot tutashturdi; Biraq u tonup yetmidi; Bular uni köydürdi, biraq u héch sawaq almidi.
So he hath poured out, upon him, the glow of his anger, and the strength of battle; And it hath set him aflame round about, yet he knoweth it not, And it hath kindled upon him yet he layeth it not to heart.
