Yeshaya 50
1 Perwerdigar mundaq deydu: — Men qoyuwetken ananglarning talaq xéti qéni? Manga qerz bergüchilerning qaysisigha silerni sétiwetkenmen? Mana, siler öz gunahliringlar arqiliq öz-özünglarni sétiwetkensiler; Silerning asiyliqliringlar tüpeylidin ananglar qoyuwétilgenidi.
Thus, saith Yahweh—Where then is the scroll of your mother’s divorce, whom I have put away? Or, which of my creditors, is it to whom I have sold you? Lo! for your iniquities, have ye been sold, And for your transgressions, hath your mother been put away.
2 Men silerdinmu soraymen: Men kelginimde, némishqa héch adem chiqmidi? Men chaqirghinimda, némishqa héchkim «Mana men» dep jawab bermidi? Hörlükke chiqirishqa qolum qisqiliq qilamdu? Qutquzghudek küchüm yoqmidu? Mana, Men bir eyiblepla déngizni qurutup, Deryalarni chölge aylanduruwétimen; Su bolmighachqa ularning béliqliri sésip kétidu, Ussuzluqtin ölidu;
Wherefore, When I came in, was there no one? When I called, was there none to answer? Is mine own hand, really shortened, that it cannot redeem? Or is there not, in me, strength to deliver? Lo! by my rebuke, I dry up the sea I make rivers a desert, Their fish Stinketh, for want of water, Yea dieth, for thirst:
3 Asmanlarni qariliq bilen kiydürimen, Ularning kiyim-kécheklirini [qara] bözdin qilimen».
I clothe the heavens with gloom, And, of sackcloth, make I their covering.
4 «Reb Perwerdigar méning japa chekkenlerning könglini yasashni bilishim üchün manga telim-terbiye alghuchilarning tilini teqdim qildi; U méni her seher oyghitip turidu, Terbiyilen’genlerning qatarida méning quliqimni oyghitidu.
My Lord Yahweh, hath given unto me the tongue of the instructed, That I should know how to succour the fainting, with discourse, —He kept wakening—morning by morning. He kept wakening mine ear, to hearken as do the instructed;
5 Reb Perwerdigar quliqimni achti; Men bolsam itaetsizlik qilmidim, Yaki yolidin bash tartmidim.
My Lord, Yahweh, opened mine ear, And, I, was not rebellious, —Away, turned I not:
6 Dümbemni sawighuchilargha, Mengzlirimni tük yulghuchilargha tutup berdim; Xorluq hem tükürüshlerdin yüzümni qachurmidim;
My back, gave I to smiters, and My cheeks, to them who pulled out the beard, —My face, hid I not from insult and spitting.
7 Biraq Reb Perwerdigar yardimimde bolidu; Shunga men yerge qarap qalmaymen; Shunga men [niyitimni qet’iy qilip] yüzümni almastek ching qildim; Xijilliqqa qaldurulmaydighanliqimni bilimen.
Because, My Lord, Yahweh, would help me, Therefore was I not deterred by insult, —Therefore did I set my face like flint, And I knew that I should not be put to shame.
8 Méni Aqlighuchi yénimdidur; Kim manga erz-shikayet qilalisun? Bar bolsa birlikte dewalishayli; Kim méning üstümdin eyiblimekchi bolsa, Aldimgha kelsun!
At hand, is one who can justify me. Who will contend with me? let, us stand forth together, —Who can accuse me? let him draw near to me!
9 Manga yardemde bolghuchi Perwerdigardur; Emdi méni erz qilalaydighan kimken? Ularning hemmisi bir tal kiyimdek eskirep kétidu; Perwaniler ularni yutuwétidu».
Lo! My Lord, Yahweh, will help me, Who is he that shall prove me lawless? Lo! they all, as a garment, shall fall to pieces, the moth shall consume them.
10 — «Aranglarda Perwerdigardin qorqidighan, Uning qulining sözige itaet qilidighan kim bar? Qarangghuluqta mangidighan, yoruqluqi bolmighan kishi bolsa, Perwerdigarning namigha ishinip xatirjemlensun, Xudasigha yölensun!
Who among you, revereth Yahweh, Hearkening unto the voice of his Servant, —That hath walked in dark places And hath had no gleam of light? Let him trust in the name of Yahweh, And lean upon his God.
11 Mana, özliri üchün ot yaqidighan, Etrapinglarni mesh’eller bilen oraydighan hemminglar! Qéni, öz otunglarning nurida, Özünglar yaqqan mesh’eller arisida ménginglar; Biraq siler shuni qolumdin alisilerki: — «Azab-hesret ichide yatisiler!».
Lo! all ye that kindle a fire, That gird yourselves with fiery darts, —Walk ye in the blaze of your own fire. And in the fiery darts ye have kindled, At my hand, hath this befallen you, In sorrow, shall ye lie down.
