Yǝxaya 17
1 Dǝmǝxⱪ toƣruluⱪ yüklǝngǝn wǝⱨiy: — Mana, Dǝmǝxⱪ xǝⱨǝr bolup turuwǝrmǝy, naⱨayiti bir dɵwǝ harabiliⱪⱪa aylandurulidu.
A declaration about Damascus.
2 Aroǝrdiki xǝⱨǝrlǝr adǝmzatsiz bolup, Ⱪoy padiliriƣa ⱪaldurulidu, Ular tinq-aman yatidu, Ularni ⱪorⱪutⱪudǝk ⱨeqbir adǝmmu kɵrünmǝydu.
The cities of Aroer will be abandoned. They will be places for flocks to lie down, and no one will frighten them.
3 Əfraimda bolsa, ⱪorƣanliⱪ xǝⱨǝrlǝr yoⱪilidu, Dǝmǝxⱪning xaⱨanǝ ⱨoⱪuⱪi, Suriyǝning ⱪalduⱪliri yoⱪilidu; Ular «Israilning xɵⱨriti»dǝk yoⱪ bolidu. — dǝydu samawi ⱪoxunlarning Sǝrdari bolƣan Pǝrwǝrdigar.
Fortified cities will disappear from Ephraim, the kingdom from Damascus, and the remnant of Aram—they will be like the glory of the people of Israel—this is the declaration of Yahweh of hosts.
4 Xu küni xundaⱪ boliduki, Yaⱪupning xɵⱨriti suslixip, Tenidiki semiz ǝtlǝr sizip ketidu.
It will come about on that day that the glory of Jacob will become thin, and the fatness of his flesh will become 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];
It will be as when a harvester gathers the standing grain, and his arm reaps the heads of grain. It will be as when one gleans heads of grain 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.
Gleanings will be left, however, as when the olive tree is shaken: two or three olives in the top of the uppermost bough, four or five in the highest branches of a fruitful tree—this is the declaration of Yahweh, the God of Israel.
7 — Xu küni insan bolsa Yaratⱪuqisiƣa nǝzirini tikidu, Kɵzi Israildiki Muⱪǝddǝs Bolƣuqida bolidu.
On that day men will look toward their Maker, and their eyes will look 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.
They will not look to the altars, the work of their hands, nor will they look to what their fingers have made, the Asherah poles or the sun images.
9 Xu künidǝ uning ⱪorƣanliⱪ xǝⱨǝrliri, Əslidiki Israillarning aldida qatⱪalliⱪⱪa wǝ taⱪir taƣlarƣa aylandurulƣan harabǝ xǝⱨǝrlǝrdǝk, Ⱨǝmmisi wǝyran bolup ketidu.
On that day their strong cities will be like the abandoned wooded slopes on the hill summits, that were forsaken because of the people of Israel and that will become a 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,
For you have forgotten the God of your salvation, and have ignored the rock of your strength. So you plant pleasant plants, and set out vine branches received from a stranger,
11 Ularni tikkǝn künila yaxartⱪining bilǝn, Tikkǝn ǝtisila ularni qeqǝklǝtkining bilǝn, Ⱨosuliƣa erixkǝn künidǝ, u pǝⱪǝt bir patman dawaliƣusiz ⱪayƣu-ⱨǝsrǝt bolidu, halas!
on the day you plant and hedge and cultivate. Soon your seed will grow, but the harvest will fail on a 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! The uproar of many peoples, that roar like the roaring of the seas, and the rushing of nations, that rush 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 will roar like the rushing of many waters, but he will rebuke them and they will flee far away, they will be chased before the wind like chaff on the mountains, and like weeds whirling before a storm.
14 Kǝqtǝ — wǝⱨimǝ! Tang sǝⱨǝrdǝ — yoⱪ biraⱪ! Mana bizni bulap kǝtkǝnlǝrning nesiwisi, Bizdin olja-ƣǝniymǝt eliwalƣanlarning aⱪiwitidur!
In the evening, see, terror! Before the morning they will be gone! This is the portion of those who loot us, the lot of those who rob us.
