< Ⱨoxiya 7 >

1 Mǝn Ɵz hǝlⱪimning asaritini buzup taxlap, azadliⱪⱪa erixtürǝy degǝndǝ, Mǝn Israilni saⱪaytay degǝndǝ, Əmdi Əfraimning ⱪǝbiⱨliki, Samariyǝning rǝzillikimu axkarilinidu; Qünki ular aldamqiliⱪ ⱪilidu; Oƣrilar bolsa bɵsüp kiriwatidu, Ⱪaraⱪqilar topi sirtta bulangqiliⱪ ⱪiliwatidu.
When I woulde haue healed Israel, then the iniquitie of Ephraim was discouered, and the wickednesse of Samaria: for they haue dealt falsly: and the theefe commeth in, and the robber spoyleth without.
2 Ular kɵnglidǝ Mening ularning barliⱪ rǝzilliklirini esimdǝ tutⱪanliⱪimni oylimaydu; Ⱨazir ularning ⱪilmixliri ɵzlirini ⱪistawatidu; Bu ixlar kɵz aldimdidur.
And they consider not in their hearts, that I remember all their wickednes: now their owne inuentions haue beset them about: they are in my sight.
3 Ular padixaⱨni rǝzillikliri bilǝn, Əmirlǝrni yalƣan gǝpliri bilǝn hursǝn ⱪilidu;
They make the King glad with their wickednesse, and the princes with their lies.
4 Ularning ⱨǝmmisi zinahorlar; Ular naway ot salƣan tonurdǝk; Naway hemirni yuƣurup, hemir bolƣuqǝ uning otini yǝnǝ ulƣaytmaydu;
They are all adulterers, and as a very ouen heated by ye baker, which ceaseth from raysing vp, and from kneading ye dough vntill it be leauened.
5 Padixaⱨimiz [tǝbriklǝngǝn] künidǝ, ǝmirlǝr xarabning kǝypi bilǝn ɵzlirini zǝiplǝxtürdi; [Padixaⱨ] bolsa mazaⱪ ⱪilƣuqilar bilǝn ⱪol elixixⱪa intildi!
This is the day of our King: the princes haue made him sicke with flagons of wine: he stretcheth out his hand to scorners.
6 Qünki ular kɵnglini tonurdǝk ⱪizitip suyiⱪǝst püküp ⱪoyƣanidi; Keqiqǝ ularning ƣǝzipi qoƣlinip turidu; Sǝⱨǝrdila u yanƣan ottǝk yalⱪunlap ketidu.
For they haue made ready their heart like an ouen whiles they lie in waite: their baker sleepeth all the night: in the morning it burneth as a flame of fire.
7 Ularning ⱨǝmmisi tonurdǝk ⱪiziⱪtur, ular ɵz soraⱪqilirini yǝp ketidu; Ularning barliⱪ padixaⱨliri yiⱪildi — Ulardin ⱨeqkim meni nida ⱪilip qaⱪirmaydu!
They are all hote as an ouen, and haue deuoured their iudges: all their Kings are fallen: there is none among them that calleth vnto me.
8 Əfraim yat ⱪowmlar bilǝn arilixip kǝtti; U «ɵrülmigǝn bir ⱪoturmaq»dǝktur.
Ephraim hath mixt himselfe among the people. Ephraim is as a cake on the hearth not turned.
9 Yat adǝmlǝr uning küqini yǝp kǝtti, biraⱪ u ⱨeq sǝzmǝydu; Bǝrⱨǝⱪ, [bexining] u yǝr-bu yeridǝ aⱪ qaqlar kɵrünidu, biraⱪ u ⱨeq bilmǝydu;
Strangers haue deuoured his strength, and he knoweth it not: yea, gray heares are here and there vpon him, yet he knoweth not.
10 Xuning bilǝn Israilning tǝkǝbburluⱪi ɵzigǝ ⱪarxi guwaⱨ beridu; Ular Pǝrwǝrdigar Hudasining yeniƣa ⱪaytmaydu; Yaki xundaⱪ ixlar [bexiƣa] qüxkǝn bolsimu, yǝnila Uni izdimǝydu.
And the pride of Israel testifieth to his face, and they doe not returne to the Lord their God, nor seeke him for all this.
11 Əfraim ⱨeq ǝⱪli yoⱪ nadan bir pahtǝktǝk; Misirƣa ⱪarap sayraydu, Asuriyǝni izdǝp baridu;
Ephraim also is like a doue deceiued, without heart: they call to Egypt: they go to Asshur.
12 Ular barƣanda, ularning üstigǝ torumni taxlaymǝn; Huddi asmandiki uqar-ⱪanatlarni torƣa qüxürgǝndǝk ularni qüxürimǝn; [Bu hǝwǝr] ularning jamaitigǝ yetixi bilǝnla, ularni jazalaymǝn.
But when they shall go, I will spred my net vpon them, and drawe them downe as the foules of the heauen: I will chastice them as their congregation hath heard.
13 Ularƣa way! Qünki ular Mǝndin yiraⱪlixip tenip kǝtti! Ular ⱨalak bolsun! Qünki ular Manga wapasizliⱪ ⱪildi! Mǝn ularni ⱪutⱪuzup ⱨɵrlükkǝ qiⱪiray degǝndǝ, Ular Mǝn toƣruluⱪ yalƣan gǝp ⱪilidu!
Wo vnto them: for they haue fled away from me: destruction shalbe vnto them, because they haue transgressed against me: though I haue redeemed them, yet they haue spoken lyes against me.
14 Ular ornida yetip nalǝ ⱪilƣanda, Manga kɵnglidǝ ⱨeq nida ⱪilmidi; Ularning jamaǝtkǝ yiƣilixi pǝⱪǝt ax wǝ yengi xarab üqündur, halas; Ular Mǝndin qǝtlǝp kǝtti.
And they haue not cryed vnto me with their hearts, when they houled vpon their beds: they assembled themselues for corne, and wine, and they rebell against me.
15 Bǝrⱨǝⱪ, Mǝn ǝsli ularni tǝrbiyiligǝnmǝn, Ularning bilǝklirini qeniⱪturup küqǝytküzgǝnidim; Biraⱪ ular Manga ⱪarxi yamanliⱪ ⱪǝstlǝwatidu.
Though I haue boud and strengthened their arme, yet doe they imagine mischiefe against me.
16 Ular buruldi — biraⱪ buruluxi Ⱨǝmmidin Aliy Bolƣuqiƣa ⱪaytix üqün ǝmǝs; Ular aldamqi bir oⱪyaƣa ohxax. Ularning ǝmirliri ɵzlirining ƣaljiranǝ til-aⱨanǝtliri wǝjidin ⱪiliqlinidu; Bu ix Misir zeminida ularni mǝshirigǝ ⱪalduridu.
They returne, but not to the most high: they are like a deceitfull bowe: their princes shall fall by the sword, for the rage of their tongues: this shall be their derision in the land of Egypt.

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