Yeshaya 57
1 Heqqaniy adem alemdin ötidu, Héchkim buninggha köngül bölmeydu; Méhriban ademler yighip élip kétilidu, Biraq héchkim oylap chüshinelmeyduki, Heqqaniy ademler yaman künlerni körmisun dep yighip élip kétilidu.
The righteous has perished, And there is none laying [it] to heart, And men of kindness are gathered, Without any considering that from the face of evil The righteous one is gathered.
2 U bolsa aram-xatirjemlik ichige kiridu; Yeni özlirining durus yolida mangghan herbir kishi, Öz ornida yétip aram alidu.
He enters into peace, they rest on their beds, [Each] is going straightforward.
3 Biraq senler, i jaduger ayalning baliliri, Zinaxor bilen pahishe ayalning nesli; Buyaqqa yéqin kélinglar;
“And you, come near here, O sons of a sorceress, seed of an adulterer, Even you commit whoredom.
4 Siler kimni mazaq qiliwatisiler? Yaki kimge qarshi aghzinglarni kalchaytip, Tilinglarni uzun chiqirisiler? Siler bolsanglar asiyliqtin törelgen balilar, Aldamchiliqning nesli emesmusiler?
Against whom do you sport yourselves? Against whom do you enlarge the mouth [And] prolong the tongue? Are you not children of transgression? A false seed?
5 Herbir chong derex astida, Herbir yéshil derex astida shehwaniyliq bilen köyüp ketküchi, Kichik balilarni jilghilargha hem xada tashlarning yériqlirigha élip soyghuchisiler!
Who are inflamed among oaks, under every green tree, Slaughtering the children in valleys, Under clefts of the rocks.
6 Ériqtiki siliqlan’ghan tashlar arisida séning nésiweng bardur; Shular, shularla séning teqsimatingdur; Shundaq, sen ulargha atap «sharab hediyesi»ni quyup, Ulargha «ashliq hediye»nimu sunup berdingghu; Emdi mushulargha razi bolup Özümni bésiwalsam bolamti?
Your portion [is] among the smooth things of a brook, They [are] your lot, You have also poured out an oblation to them, You have caused a present to ascend, Am I comforted in these things?
7 Sen yuqiri, égiz bir tagh üstide orun-körpe sélip qoydung, Sen ashu yerdimu qurbanliqlarni qilishqa chiqting.
On a mountain, high and exalted, You have set your bed, You have also gone up there to make a sacrifice.
8 Ishiklerning keynige we keyni késheklirige «esletmiliring»ni békitip qoydung, Chünki sen Mendin ayrilding, Sen yalingachlinip ornunggha chiqting; Orun-körpengni kéngeytip [xéridarliring] bilen özüng üchün ehdileshting; Ularning orun-körpisige könglüng chüshti, Sen ularda küch-hoquqni körüp qalding.
And behind the door, and the post, You have set up your memorial, For you have removed from Me, and go up, You have enlarged your bed, And cut [a covenant] with them, You have loved their bed, the station you saw,
9 Sen zeytun méyi hediyisini élip, Etirliringni üstibéshingge bolushigha chéchip, Padishahning aldigha barding; Elchiliringni yiraqqa ewetip, Hetta tehtisaragha yetküche özüngni pes qilding. (Sheol h7585)
And go joyfully to the king in ointment, And multiply your perfumes, And send your ambassadors far off, And humble yourself to Sheol. (Sheol h7585)
10 Sen bésip mangghan barliq yolliringda charchighining bilen, Yene: «Poq yeptimen, boldi bes!» dep qoymiding téxi, Ézip yürüshke yenila küchüngni yighding, Héch jaq toymiding.
You have labored in the greatness of your way, You have not said, It is desperate. You have found the life of your hand, Therefore you have not been sick.
11 Sen zadi kimdin yürekzade bolup, qorqup yürisen, Yalghan gep qilip, Méni ésingge héch keltürmey, Könglüngdin héch ötküzmiding. Men uzun’ghiche sükütte turup keldim emesmu? Sen yenila Mendin héch qorqup baqmiding!
And of whom have you been afraid, and fear, That you lie, and have not remembered Me? You have not laid [it] to your heart, Am I not silent, even from of old? And you do not fear Me?
12 Séning «heqqaniyliqing»ni hem «töhpiliring»ni bayan qilimen: — Ularning sanga héch paydisi yoqtur!
I declare your righteousness, and your works, And they do not profit you.
13 Chirqirighanliringda sen yighip toplighan [butlar] kélip séni qutquzsun! Biraq shamal püw qilip ularning hemmisini uchurup kétidu, Bir nepesla ularni élip kétidu; Biraq Manga tayan’ghuchi zémin’gha mirasliq qilidu, Méning muqeddes téghimgha igidarchiliq qilidu.
When you cry, let your gatherings deliver you, And wind carries all of them away, Vanity takes away, And whoever is trusting in Me inherits the land, And possesses My holy mountain.”
14 [Shu chaghda]: — «Yolni kötürünglar, kötürünglar, uni teyyarlanglar, Xelqimning yolini boshitip barliq putlikashanglarni élip tashlanglar» déyilidu.
And He has said, “Raise up, raise up, prepare a way, Lift a stumbling-block out of the way of My people.”
15 Chünki nami «Muqeddes» Bolghuchi, Yuqiri hem Aliy Bolghuchi, Ebedil’ebedgiche hayat Bolghuchi mundaq deydu: — «Men yuqiri hemde muqeddes jayda, Hem shundaqla rohi sunuq hem kichik péil adem bilen bille turimenki, Kichik péil ademning rohini yéngilaymen, Dili sunuqning könglini yéngilaymen.
For thus said the high and exalted One, Inhabiting eternity, and His Name [is] holy: “I dwell in the high and holy place, And with the bruised and humble of spirit, To revive the spirit of the humble, And to revive the heart of bruised ones,
16 Chünki Men hergiz menggüge erz qilip eyiblimeymen, Hem ebedil’ebedgiche ghezeplenmeymen; Shundaq qilsam insanning rohi Méning aldimda susliship yoqaydu, Özüm yaratqan nepes igiliri tügishidu.
For I do not strive for all time, nor am I angry forever, For the spirit is feeble before Me, And the souls I have made.
17 Uning öz nepsaniyetlik qebihlikide Men uningdin ghezeplinip, uni urghanmen; Men uningdin yoshurun turup, uninggha ghezeplen’genlikim bilen, U yenila arqisigha chékin’giniche öz yolini méngiwerdi;
For the iniquity of his dishonest gain, I have been angry, and I strike him, Hiding—and am angry, And he goes on turning back in the way of his heart.
18 Men uning yollirini körüp yetken teqdirdimu, Men uni saqaytimen; Men uni yétekleymen, Men lewlerning méwisini yaritimen, Uninggha we uningdiki hesret chekküchilerge yene teselli bérimen; Yiraq turuwatqan’gha, yéqin turuwatqan’ghimu mutleq aram-xatirjemlik bolsun! We Men uni saqaytimen!
I have seen his ways, and I heal him, indeed, I lead him, And repay comforts to him and to his mourning ones.
Producing the fruit of the lips, Peace, peace, to the far off, and to the near, And I have healed him,” said YHWH.
20 Biraq reziller bolsa tinchilinishni héch bilmeydighan, Dolqunliri lay-latqilarni urghutuwatqan, Dawalghuwatqan déngizdektur.
And the wicked [are] as the driven out sea, For it is not able to rest, And its waters cast out filth and mire.
21 Rezillerge, — deydu Xudayim — héch aram-xatirjemlik bolmas.
“There is no peace,” said my God, “for the wicked!”
