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 would have healed Israel, then the iniquity of Ephraim was disclosed, and the wickedness of Samaria: for they commit falsehood; and the thief cometh in, [and] the troop of robbers strippeth 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 wickedness: now their own doings have beset them around; they are before my face.
3 Ular padixaⱨni rǝzillikliri bilǝn, Əmirlǝrni yalƣan gǝpliri bilǝn hursǝn ⱪilidu;
They make the king glad with their wickedness, 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, as an oven heated by the baker, [who] ceaseth from raising after he hath kneaded the dough, until it is leavened.
5 Padixaⱨimiz [tǝbriklǝngǝn] künidǝ, ǝmirlǝr xarabning kǝypi bilǝn ɵzlirini zǝiplǝxtürdi; [Padixaⱨ] bolsa mazaⱪ ⱪilƣuqilar bilǝn ⱪol elixixⱪa intildi!
In the day of our king the princes have made [him] sick with bottles of wine; he stretched out his hand with scorners.
6 Qünki ular kɵnglini tonurdǝk ⱪizitip suyiⱪǝst püküp ⱪoyƣanidi; Keqiqǝ ularning ƣǝzipi qoƣlinip turidu; Sǝⱨǝrdila u yanƣan ottǝk yalⱪunlap ketidu.
For they have made ready their heart like an oven, while they lie in wait: their baker sleepeth all the night; in the morning it burneth as a flaming fire.
7 Ularning ⱨǝmmisi tonurdǝk ⱪiziⱪtur, ular ɵz soraⱪqilirini yǝp ketidu; Ularning barliⱪ padixaⱨliri yiⱪildi — Ulardin ⱨeqkim meni nida ⱪilip qaⱪirmaydu!
They are all hot as an oven, and have devoured their judges; all their kings are fallen: [there is] none among them that calleth to me.
8 Əfraim yat ⱪowmlar bilǝn arilixip kǝtti; U «ɵrülmigǝn bir ⱪoturmaq»dǝktur.
Ephraim, he hath mixed himself among the people; Ephraim is a cake 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 have devoured his strength, and he knoweth [it] not: yes, gray hairs are here and there upon 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 do not return to the LORD their God, nor seek him for all this.
11 Əfraim ⱨeq ǝⱪli yoⱪ nadan bir pahtǝktǝk; Misirƣa ⱪarap sayraydu, Asuriyǝni izdǝp baridu;
Ephraim also is like a silly dove without heart: they call to Egypt, they go to Assyria.
12 Ular barƣanda, ularning üstigǝ torumni taxlaymǝn; Huddi asmandiki uqar-ⱪanatlarni torƣa qüxürgǝndǝk ularni qüxürimǝn; [Bu hǝwǝr] ularning jamaitigǝ yetixi bilǝnla, ularni jazalaymǝn.
When they shall go, I will spread my net upon them; I will bring them down as the fowls of the heaven; I will chastise 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!
Woe to them! for they have fled from me: destruction to them! because they have transgressed against me: though I have redeemed them, yet they have spoken lies 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 have not cried to me with their heart, when they howled upon their beds: they assemble themselves for corn and wine, [and] they rebel against me.
15 Bǝrⱨǝⱪ, Mǝn ǝsli ularni tǝrbiyiligǝnmǝn, Ularning bilǝklirini qeniⱪturup küqǝytküzgǝnidim; Biraⱪ ular Manga ⱪarxi yamanliⱪ ⱪǝstlǝwatidu.
Though I have bound [and] strengthened their arms, yet do they imagine mischief 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 return, [but] not to the most High: they are like a deceitful bow: their princes shall fall by the sword for the rage of their tongue: this [shall be] their derision in the land of Egypt.
