Yǝxaya 17
1 Dǝmǝxⱪ toƣruluⱪ yüklǝngǝn wǝⱨiy: — Mana, Dǝmǝxⱪ xǝⱨǝr bolup turuwǝrmǝy, naⱨayiti bir dɵwǝ harabiliⱪⱪa aylandurulidu.
The burden of Damascus. Behold, Damascus is taken away from being a city, and it shall be a ruinous heap.
2 Aroǝrdiki xǝⱨǝrlǝr adǝmzatsiz bolup, Ⱪoy padiliriƣa ⱪaldurulidu, Ular tinq-aman yatidu, Ularni ⱪorⱪutⱪudǝk ⱨeqbir adǝmmu kɵrünmǝydu.
The cities of Aroer are forsaken: they shall be for flocks, which shall lie down, and none shall make them afraid.
3 Əfraimda bolsa, ⱪorƣanliⱪ xǝⱨǝrlǝr yoⱪilidu, Dǝmǝxⱪning xaⱨanǝ ⱨoⱪuⱪi, Suriyǝning ⱪalduⱪliri yoⱪilidu; Ular «Israilning xɵⱨriti»dǝk yoⱪ bolidu. — dǝydu samawi ⱪoxunlarning Sǝrdari bolƣan Pǝrwǝrdigar.
The fortress also shall cease from Ephraim, and the kingdom from Damascus, and the remnant of Syria: they shall be as the glory of the children of Israel, saith Yhwh of Armies.
4 Xu küni xundaⱪ boliduki, Yaⱪupning xɵⱨriti suslixip, Tenidiki semiz ǝtlǝr sizip ketidu.
And in that day it shall come to pass, that the glory of Jacob shall be made thin, and the fatness of his flesh shall wax lean.
5 Ularning ⱨali bolsa ormiqi buƣday orƣandin keyin, Yǝni biliki bilǝn yiƣip orƣandin keyin, Ⱨǝtta Rǝfayim jilƣisida adǝmlǝr baxaⱪlarni tǝrgǝndin keyinki ⱨalǝtkǝ ohxax, [ⱪalƣini yoⱪ deyǝrlik bolidu];
And it shall be as when the harvestman gathereth the grain, and reapeth the heads with his arm; and it shall be as he that gathereth heads in the valley of Rephaim.
6 Ⱨalbuki, yǝnǝ azraⱪ tǝrgüdǝk baxaⱪ, Zǝytun dǝrihi silkingǝndin keyin, Əng uqida ikki-üq tal mewǝ, Kɵp mewiligǝn xahlirida tɵt-bǝx tal mewǝ ⱪaldurulidu, — dǝydu Israilning Hudasi bolƣan Pǝrwǝrdigar.
Yet gleaning grapes shall be left in it, as the shaking of an olive tree, two or three berries in the top of the uppermost bough, four or five in the outmost fruitful branches thereof, saith Yhwh God of Israel.
7 — Xu küni insan bolsa Yaratⱪuqisiƣa nǝzirini tikidu, Kɵzi Israildiki Muⱪǝddǝs Bolƣuqida bolidu.
At that day shall a man look to his Maker, and his eyes shall have respect to the Holy One of Israel.
8 Ular ɵz ⱪurbangaⱨliriƣa, yǝni ɵz ⱪoli bilǝn yasiƣanliriƣa, Yaki barmaⱪliri bilǝn xǝkillǝndürgǝnlirigǝ ⱨeq ⱪarimaydu, Nǝ «Axǝraⱨ»larƣa nǝ «kün tüwrükliri»gǝ ⱨeq ümid baƣlimaydu.
And he shall not look to the altars, the work of his hands, neither shall respect that which his fingers have made, either the groves, or the images.
9 Xu künidǝ uning ⱪorƣanliⱪ xǝⱨǝrliri, Əslidiki Israillarning aldida qatⱪalliⱪⱪa wǝ taⱪir taƣlarƣa aylandurulƣan harabǝ xǝⱨǝrlǝrdǝk, Ⱨǝmmisi wǝyran bolup ketidu.
In that day shall his strong cities be as a forsaken bough, and an uppermost branch, which they left because of the children of Israel: and there shall be desolation.
10 Qünki nijating bolƣan Hudani untup ⱪalding, Küqüng bolƣan «Ⱪoram Tax Bolƣuqi»ni ǝslimiding; Xunga sǝn «sǝrhil» ɵsümlüklǝrni tikip ⱪoyƣining bilǝn, Wǝ yaⱪa yurttiki üzüm tallirini tikkining bilǝn,
Because thou hast forgotten the God of thy salvation, and hast not been mindful of the rock of thy strength, therefore shalt thou plant pleasant plants, and shalt set it with strange slips:
11 Ularni tikkǝn künila yaxartⱪining bilǝn, Tikkǝn ǝtisila ularni qeqǝklǝtkining bilǝn, Ⱨosuliƣa erixkǝn künidǝ, u pǝⱪǝt bir patman dawaliƣusiz ⱪayƣu-ⱨǝsrǝt bolidu, halas!
In the day shalt thou make thy plant to grow, and in the morning shalt thou make thy seed to flourish: but the harvest shall be a heap in the day of grief and of desperate sorrow.
12 Ⱨǝy! Kɵp hǝlⱪlǝrning quⱪan-sürǝnliri! Ular dengiz-okyanlarni urƣutup dolⱪunlardǝk xawⱪunlarni kɵtüridu, Aⱨ, ǝllǝrning ⱪaynam-taxⱪinliri! Dolⱪunlanƣan küqlük sulardǝk ular ⱪaynam-taxⱪinlarni kɵtüridu.
Woe to the multitude of many people, which make a noise like the noise of the seas; and to the rushing of nations, that make a rushing like the rushing of mighty waters!
13 Əllǝr uluƣ sularning ⱪaynam-taxⱪinliridǝk dolⱪunlinip ketidu; Biraⱪ U ularning dǝkkisini berixi bilǝnla, ular yiraⱪⱪa bǝdǝr ⱪeqip ketidu. Ular taƣdiki ot-qɵplǝrning topa-topanliri xamalda yiraⱪlarƣa uquruwetilgǝndǝk, Ⱪara ⱪuyun aldida qang-tozanglar ⱪuyun bolƣandǝk ⱨǝydiwetilidu!
The nations shall rush like the rushing of many waters: but God shall rebuke them, and they shall flee far off, and shall be chased as the chaff of the mountains before the wind, and like a rolling thing before the whirlwind.
14 Kǝqtǝ — wǝⱨimǝ! Tang sǝⱨǝrdǝ — yoⱪ biraⱪ! Mana bizni bulap kǝtkǝnlǝrning nesiwisi, Bizdin olja-ƣǝniymǝt eliwalƣanlarning aⱪiwitidur!
And behold at eveningtide trouble; and before the morning he is not. This is the portion of them that spoil us, and the lot of them that rob us.
