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 hath perished, And there is none laying [it] to heart, And men of kindness are gathered, Without any considering that from the face of evil Gathered is the righteous one.
2 U bolsa aram-xatirjemlik ichige kiridu; Yeni özlirining durus yolida mangghan herbir kishi, Öz ornida yétip aram alidu.
He entereth 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 ye, come near hither, O sons of a sorceress, seed of an adulterer, Even thou dost 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 ye sport yourselves? Against whom enlarge ye the mouth? Prolong ye the tongue? Are not ye 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?
Among the smooth things of a brook [is] thy portion, They — they [are] thy lot, Also to them thou hast poured out an oblation, Thou hast caused a present to ascend, For these things am I comforted?
7 Sen yuqiri, égiz bir tagh üstide orun-körpe sélip qoydung, Sen ashu yerdimu qurbanliqlarni qilishqa chiqting.
On a mountain, high and exalted, Thou hast set thy couch, Also thither thou hast gone up 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, Thou hast set up thy memorial, For from Me thou hast removed, and goest up, Thou hast enlarged thy couch, And dost covenant for thyself among them, Thou hast loved their couch, the station thou sawest,
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 goest joyfully to the king in ointment, And dost multiply thy perfumes, And sendest thine ambassadors afar off, And humblest thyself unto 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.
In the greatness of thy way thou hast laboured, Thou hast not said, 'It is desperate.' The life of thy hand thou hast found, Therefore thou hast 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 hast thou been afraid, and fearest, That thou liest, and Me hast not remembered? Thou hast not laid [it] to thy heart, Am not I silent, even from of old? And Me thou fearest not?
12 Séning «heqqaniyliqing»ni hem «töhpiliring»ni bayan qilimen: — Ularning sanga héch paydisi yoqtur!
I declare thy righteousness, and thy works, And they do not profit thee.
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 thou criest, let thy gatherings deliver thee, And all of them carry away doth wind, Take away doth vanity, And whoso is trusting in Me inheriteth the land, And doth possess My holy mountain.
14 [Shu chaghda]: — «Yolni kötürünglar, kötürünglar, uni teyyarlanglar, Xelqimning yolini boshitip barliq putlikashanglarni élip tashlanglar» déyilidu.
And he hath 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 holy [is] His name: 'In the high and holy place I dwell, 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, not to the age do I strive, nor for ever am I wroth, For the spirit from before Me is feeble, 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 wroth, and I smite him, Hiding — and am wroth, And he goeth 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!
His ways I have seen, and I heal him, yea, I lead him, And recompense 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 Jehovah.
20 Biraq reziller bolsa tinchilinishni héch bilmeydighan, Dolqunliri lay-latqilarni urghutuwatqan, Dawalghuwatqan déngizdektur.
And the wicked [are] as the driven out sea, For to rest it is not able, And its waters cast out filth and mire.
21 Rezillerge, — deydu Xudayim — héch aram-xatirjemlik bolmas.
There is no peace, said my God, to the wicked!
