Ⱨoxiya 13
1 [Burun] Əfraim sɵz ⱪilƣanda, kixilǝr ⱨɵrmǝtlǝp titrǝp ketǝtti; U Israil ⱪǝbililiri arisida kɵtürülgǝn; Biraⱪ u Baal arⱪiliⱪ gunaⱨ ⱪilip ɵldi.
When Ephraim used to speak there was trembling; a prince was he in Israel. But he incurred guilt through Baal and died.
2 Ular ⱨazir gunaⱨning üstigǝ gunaⱨ sadir ⱪilmaⱪta! Ɵzlirigǝ kümüxliridin ⱪuyma mǝbudlarni, Ɵz ǝⱪli oylap qiⱪⱪan butlarni yasidi; Bularning ⱨǝmmisi ⱨünǝrwǝnning ǝjri, halas; Bu kixilǝr toƣruluⱪ: «Ⱨǝy, insan ⱪurbanliⱪini ⱪilƣuqilar, mozaylarni sɵyüp ⱪoyunglar!» deyilidu.
And now they go on sinning. They make for themselves molten gods – idols of silver, skilfully made, wholly the work of smiths. Yet to such they sacrifice! And they who sacrifice kiss calf idols!
3 Xunga ular sǝⱨǝrdiki bir parqǝ buluttǝk, Tezdin ƣayip bolidiƣan tang sǝⱨǝrdiki xǝbnǝmdǝk, Hamandin ⱪara ⱪuyunda uqⱪan pahaldǝk, Tünglüktin qiⱪⱪan is-tütǝktǝk [tezdin] yoⱪap ketidu.
Therefore they shall be like the morning mist, like the dew that early disappears, like the chaff which blows away from the threshing floor, like the smoke from the window.
4 Biraⱪ Misir zeminidin tartip Mǝn Pǝrwǝrdigar sening Hudaying bolƣanmǝn; Sǝn Mǝndin baxⱪa ⱨeq Ilaⱨni bilmǝydiƣan bolisǝn; Mǝndin baxⱪa ⱪutⱪuzƣuqi yoⱪtur.
Yet it was I, the Lord your God, ever since the land of Egypt, you know no other god but me, nor has there been any saviour except me.
5 Mǝn qɵl-bayawanda, ⱪurƣaⱪqiliⱪning zeminida sǝn bilǝn tonuxtum;
It was I who shepherded you in the wilderness, in the land of burning heat.
6 Ular ozuⱪlandurulup, toyunƣan, Toyunƣandin keyin kɵnglidǝ tǝkǝbburlixip kǝtkǝn; Xunga ular Meni untuƣan.
When they were pastured they became full, when they were full their hearts became proud. Therefore they forgot me!
7 Əmdi Mǝn ularƣa xirdǝk bolimǝn; Yilpizdǝk ularni yol boyida paylap kütimǝn;
So now I will be to them like a lion, like a leopard will I lay in wait by the path.
8 Küqükliridin mǝⱨrum bolƣan eyiⱪtǝk Mǝn ularƣa uqrap, Yürǝk qawisini titiwetimǝn; Ularni qixi xirdǝk nǝⱪ mǝydanda yǝwetimǝn; Daladiki ⱨaywanlar ularni yirtiwetidu.
I will fall upon them like a bear robbed of her cubs, I will tear open their chests, like a lion will devour them, and like a wild beast will tear them in pieces.
9 Sening ⱨalakiting, i Israil, dǝl Manga ⱪarxi qiⱪⱪanliⱪing, Yǝni Yardǝmqinggǝ ⱪarxi qiⱪⱪanliⱪingdin ibarǝttur.
You are destroyed, Israel, by me, your only helper.
10 Əmdi barliⱪ xǝⱨǝrliringdǝ sanga ⱪutⱪuzƣuqi bolidiƣan padixaⱨing ⱪeni? Sening soraⱪqi-ⱨakimliring ⱪeni? Sǝn bular toƣruluⱪ: «Manga padixaⱨ wǝ xaⱨzadilarni tǝⱪdim ⱪilƣaysǝn!» dǝp tiligǝn ǝmǝsmu? —
I want to rule you! Where are your princes in your cities, those of whom you demanded, ‘Give me kings and princes.’
11 Mǝn ƣǝzipim bilǝn sanga padixaⱨni tǝⱪdim ⱪilƣanmǝn, Əmdi uni ƣǝzipim bilǝn elip taxlidim.
I give you kings in my anger, and take them away in my wrath.
12 Əfraimning ⱪǝbiⱨliki qing orap-ⱪaqilanƣan; Uning gunaⱨi juƣlinip saⱪlanƣan;
Ephrahn’s iniquity is gathered up, his sin is laid by in store.
13 Tolƣaⱪ basⱪan ayalning azabliri uningƣa qüxidu; U ǝⱪilsiz bir oƣuldur; Qünki baliyatⱪuning aƣzi eqilƣanda, u ⱨazir bolmiƣan!
The pangs of childbirth come upon him, but he is an unwise child. For this is no time to refuse to leave the womb!
14 Mǝn bǝdǝl tɵlǝp ularni tǝⱨtisaraning küqidin ⱪutuldurimǝn; Ularƣa ⱨǝmjǝmǝt bolup ɵlümdin ⱪutⱪuzimǝn; Əy, ɵlüm, sening wabaliring ⱪeni?! Əy, tǝⱨtisara, sening ⱨalakǝtliring ⱪeni?! Mǝn buningdin puxayman ⱪilmaymǝn! (Sheol h7585)
Should I deliver them from the power of Sheol? Should I redeem them from death? Death, where are your plagues? Sheol, where is your pestilence? Compassion is forever hidden from my eyes. (Sheol h7585)
15 [Əfraim] ⱪerindaxliri arisida «mewilik» bolsimu, Xǝrⱪtin bir xamal qiⱪidu, Yǝni Pǝrwǝrdigarning qɵl-bayawandin qiⱪⱪan bir xamili kelidu; [Əfraimning] buliⱪi ⱪurup ketidu, uning su bexi ⱪaƣjirap ketidu; U [xamal] hǝzinisidiki barliⱪ nǝpis ⱪaqa-ⱪuqilarni bulang-talang ⱪilidu.
Though he is flourishing among his brothers, there will come an east wind, the Lord’s wind, coming up from the wilderness. His fountain will dry up, his spring shall be parched. The wind will strip the treasury, all the precious things.
16 Samariyǝning ɵz gunaⱨi ɵz zimmisigǝ ⱪoyulidu; Qünki u ɵz Hudasiƣa boynini ⱪattiⱪ ⱪilƣan; Ular ⱪiliq bilǝn yiⱪilidu, Bowaⱪliri parǝ-parǝ ⱪilip qeⱪiwetilidu, Ⱨamilidar ayalliri yeriwetilidu.
Samaria will bear her guilt, for she has rebelled against her God. They will fall by the sword, their children dashed to pieces, their pregnant women ripped open.
