Yǝxaya 5
1 Mǝn ɵz sɵygǝn yarimƣa, Mening sɵyümlüküm üqün ɵz üzümzari toƣruluⱪ bir küy eytip berǝy; Sɵyümlükümning munbǝt bir dɵng üstidǝ üzümzari bar idi;
Let me sing a song for my love, about his vineyard. My love owned a vineyard on a productive hill.
2 U ⱨǝmmǝ yerini kolap taxlarni elip taxlidi, Əng esil üzüm teli tikti; U üzümzar otturisiƣa kɵzitix munari saldi, Üzümzar iqidimu xarap kɵlqiki ⱪazdi, Andin üzümdin yahxi ⱨosul kütti; Biraⱪ buning orniƣa, üzümzar aqqiⱪ üzümlǝrnila bǝrdi.
He dug it over, cleared the ground of stones, and planted it with the very best vines. In the middle of it he built a watchtower, and he also cut out a winepress from the rock. Then he waited for a good harvest of grapes, but it only produced wild, sour grapes.
3 Ⱪeni, i Yerusalemdikilǝr wǝ Yǝⱨudaning adǝmliri, Mǝn bilǝn üzümzarimning otturisidin ⱨɵküm qiⱪiringlar!
“Now, you people who live in Jerusalem and Judah, please judge between me and my vineyard.
4 Mening üzümzarimda ⱪilƣudǝk yǝnǝ nemǝ ixim ⱪaldi? Yahxi üzümlǝrni kütkinimdǝ, Nemixⱪa pǝⱪǝt aqqiⱪ üzümnila qiⱪirip bǝrdi?
What more could I have done for my vineyard than I've already done? When I looked for sweet grapes, why did it only produce sour ones?
5 Əmdi ⱨazir Ɵz üzümzarimni nemǝ ⱪilidiƣinimni silǝrgǝ eytip berǝy: — Uning qitlaⱪlirini elip taxlaymǝn, u yutuwetilidu; Uning tamlirini qeⱪip ƣulitimǝn, u qǝylinidu.
So let me tell you what I'm going to do to my vineyard. I'll remove its hedge, and it will be destroyed. I'll tear down its wall, and it will be trampled underfoot.
6 Mǝn uni qɵllükkǝ aylandurimǝn; Ⱨeqkim uni qatap-putap, pǝrwix ⱪilmaydu; Jiƣanlar wǝ tikǝnlǝr uningda ɵsüp qiⱪidu; Bulutlarƣa uning üstigǝ ⱨeq yamƣur yaƣdurmanglar dǝp buyruymǝn.
I'll turn it into a wasteland. It won't be pruned or weeded—it will be overgrown with brambles and thorns. I'll order the clouds not to rain on it.”
7 Qünki samawi ⱪoxunlarning Sǝrdari bolƣan Pǝrwǝrdigarning üzümzari — Israil jǝmǝti, Uning huxalliⱪi bolƣan ɵsümlük bolsa — Yǝⱨudadikilǝrdur; U adalǝt mewisini kütkǝn, Biraⱪ mana ǝmdi zulum kɵrdi; Ⱨǝⱪⱪaniyliⱪni kütkǝn, Biraⱪ mana ǝmdi nalǝ-pǝryad boldi!
Israel is the vineyard of the Lord Almighty, and the people of Judah are the plants in his garden that made him happy. Yet while he hoped for justice, he only saw injustice; he hoped people would live right, but he only heard the cries of those who were suffering.
8 Hǝⱪlǝrgǝ ⱨeq orun ⱪaldurmay ɵyni-ɵygǝ, etizni-etizƣa uliƣanlarƣa way! Ɵzünglarni yalƣuz zeminda ⱪaldurmaⱪqimusilǝr?
Tragedy is coming to you who buy house upon house and field upon field, joining them all together until no one else has anywhere to live and you live alone in the land.
9 Samawi ⱪoxunlarning Sǝrdari bolƣan Pǝrwǝrdigar mening ⱪuliⱪimƣa mundaⱪ dedi: — «Kɵpligǝn ɵylǝr, Dǝrwǝⱪǝ ⱨǝywǝtlik, ⱨǝxǝmǝtlik ɵylǝr adǝmzatsiz, harab bolidu.
I heard the Lord Almighty declare: You can be sure that many houses are destined to become ruins, and beautiful mansions destined to become uninhabited.
10 Bǝrⱨǝⱪ, ⱪiriⱪ moluⱪ üzümzar pǝⱪǝt altǝ küp xarab beridu, Ottuz kürǝ dan bolsa pǝⱪǝt üq kürǝ ⱨosul beridu.
Ten acres of vineyard will only produce a six gallons of wine, and a measure of seed only a tenth of that in grain.
11 Mǝy iqixkǝ aldirap tang atⱪanda ornidin turƣanlarƣa, Ⱪarangƣu qüxixigǝ ⱪarimay, xarabtin kǝyp bolƣuqǝ besip olturƣanlarƣa way!
Tragedy is coming to you who get up early in the morning wanting a drink, and who stay up late drinking wine until you're drunk.
12 Ularning ziyapǝtliridǝ qiltar wǝ lira, tǝmbur wǝ nǝy, xarabmu bar; Biraⱪ ular Pǝrwǝrdigarning ⱪilƣanliriƣa wǝ ⱪol ixliriƣa ⱨeq etiwar ⱪilmaydu.
At their feasts you have lyres and harps, tambourines and flutes, and wine, but you don't ever consider what the Lord is doing, and you don't recognize his help.
13 Xu sǝwǝbtin ɵz hǝlⱪim bilimdin hǝwǝrsiz bolƣanliⱪi tüpǝylidin sürgün bolup ketidu; Esilzadiliri eqirⱪixip, Puⱪraliri ussuzluⱪtin ⱪurup ketidu.
As a result my people will be exiled for their lack of understanding. Their honored leaders will starve, and the crowds will be dying of thirst.
14 Xunga tǝⱨtisara nǝpsini yoƣinitip, Aƣzini ⱨang aqidu; Ularning xɵⱨrǝtliri, top-top adǝmliri, ⱪiⱪas-sürǝn kɵtürgüqiliri wǝ nǝƣmǝ oyniƣuqiliri biraⱪla iqigǝ qüxüp ketidu. (Sheol h7585)
The grave's appetite increases, its mouth opens wide, and Jerusalem's nobility and the masses will go down into it, along with the rowdy, drunken mobs. (Sheol h7585)
15 Puⱪralar egildürülidu, Mɵtiwǝrlǝrmu tɵwǝn ⱪilinidu, Tǝkǝbburlarning kɵzliri yǝrgǝ ⱪaritilidu;
Everyone will be brought down, everyone will be humbled; the proud will lower their eyes in humiliation.
16 Biraⱪ samawi ⱪoxunlarning Sǝrdari bolƣan Pǝrwǝrdigar adalǝt yürgüzginidǝ üstün dǝp mǝdⱨiyilinidu, Pak-muⱪǝddǝs bolƣuqi Tǝngri ⱨǝⱪⱪaniyliⱪidin pak-muⱪǝddǝs dǝp bilinidu.
But the Lord Almighty will be vindicated because he does what is right; the holy God will be shown to be holy because of his goodness.
17 Xu qaƣda ⱪozilar ɵz yaylaⱪlirida turƣandǝk otlaydu, Musapirlarmu baylarning wǝyranǝ ɵyliridǝ ozuⱪlinidu.
Lambs will graze as in their own pasture; fattened livestock and goats will feed among the ruins of the rich.
18 Ⱪǝbiⱨlikni aldamqiliⱪning yipliri bilǝn, Gunaⱨni ⱨarwa arƣamqisi bilǝn tartⱪanlarƣa way!
Tragedy is coming to you who pull along your sins behind you with iniquity with cords made of lies, and pulling with ropes a cartful of wickedness.
19 Yǝni: «[Huda] aldirisun! Ixlirini Ɵzi ittikrǝk ada ⱪilsun, Xuning bilǝn biz uni kɵrǝlǝymiz! «Israildiki Muⱪǝddǝs Bolƣuqi»ning niyǝt ⱪilƣini yeⱪinlixip ixⱪa axurulƣay, Biz uni biliwalayli!» — degǝnlǝrgǝ way!
You are among the people who say, “God should hurry up! Why doesn't God get a move on with what he's doing so we can see it? Why doesn't the Holy One of Israel execute his plan? Let's see it happen so we can understand what it is!”
20 Yamanni yahxi, yahxini yaman degüqilǝrgǝ, Ⱪarangƣuluⱪni nurning, nurni ⱪarangƣuluⱪning orniƣa ⱪoyƣuqilarƣa, Aqqiⱪni tatliⱪning, tatliⱪni aqqiⱪning orniƣa ⱪoyƣuqilarƣa way!
Tragedy is coming to you who say evil is good, and good is evil; who turn darkness into light and light into darkness; who make bitter sweet, and sweet bitter.
21 Ɵzlirini dana dǝp qaƣliƣanlarƣa, Ɵz nǝziridǝ ɵzlirini ǝⱪilliⱪ dǝp ⱪariƣanlarƣa way!
Tragedy is coming to you who are wise in your own eyes and think you're so clever.
22 Xarab iqixkǝ batur bolƣanlarƣa, Ⱨaraⱪni ǝbjǝx ⱪilixta ⱪǝⱨriman bolƣanlarƣa,
Tragedy is coming to you who are wine-drinking champions, and experts at mixing alcoholic drinks;
23 Yǝni para üqün rǝzillǝrni aⱪlap, Xuning bilǝn ⱨǝⱪⱪaniylarning adalitini rǝt ⱪilƣuqilarƣa way!
you who set the guilty free for a bribe, and yet deny justice to the innocent.
24 Xunga, ot yalⱪunliri samanlarni yutuwǝtkǝndǝk, Yalⱪunlarda mǝnggǝnlǝr solixip yoⱪalƣandǝk, Ularning yiltizliri qirip ketidu, Gül-qeqǝkliri qang-tozangdǝk tozup ketidu; Qünki ular samawi ⱪoxunlarning Sǝrdari bolƣan Pǝrwǝrdigarning yolyoruⱪ-ⱪanunini qǝtkǝ ⱪaⱪⱪan, Israildiki Muⱪǝddǝs Bolƣuqining sɵz-kalamini kɵzgǝ ilmiƣanidi.
In the same way fire burns up stubble and dry grass falls down in the flames, so their roots will decay and their flowers disintegrate into dust. For they have rejected the law of the Lord Almighty, and have treated with contempt what the Holy One of Israel has said.
25 Xunga Pǝrwǝrdigarning ƣǝzipi Ɵz hǝlⱪigǝ ⱪarap ⱪaynaydu, U ularƣa ⱪarap ⱪolini kɵtürüp, ularni urup yiⱪitidu. Taƣlar tǝwrinip ketidu; Ɵlüklǝr ǝhlǝtlǝrdǝk koqilar otturisida dɵwǝ-dɵwǝ bolidu. Muxundaⱪ ixlar bolsimu, Uning ƣǝzipi yǝnila yanmaydu, Sozƣan ⱪoli yǝnila ⱪayturulmay turidu.
That's why the Lord burns with anger against his people. He has lifted up his hand and hit them, shaking the mountains, and leaving their corpses lying like refuse in the streets. Despite all this, his anger is not finished, and his hand is still lifted up.
26 U yiraⱪtiki ǝllǝrni qaⱪirip tuƣni kɵtüridu, U yǝr yüzining qǝt yaⱪisidin bir ǝlni üxⱪirtip qaⱪiridu; Mana ular tezdin aldirap kelidu!
He will send a signal to the distant nations, and will whistle for those living at the ends of the earth. See how quickly they respond, how speedily they come!
27 Ulardin ⱨeqbiri qarqap kǝtmǝydu, Putlixipmu kǝtmǝydu. Ⱨeqbiri mügdimǝydu, uhlimaydu, Baƣliƣan bǝlwaƣliridin ⱨeqbiri boximaydu, Qoruⱪlirining boƣⱪuqliridin ⱨeqbiri üzülmǝydu;
None of them gets tired or stumbles; none of them rests or sleeps. No belt comes loose, and no sandal strap breaks.
28 Ularning oⱪliri ittik, Barliⱪ oⱪyalirining kiriqliri tartilip tǝyyar turidu, Atlirining tuyaⱪliri qaⱪmaⱪ texidǝk bolidu, [Jǝng ⱨarwilirining] qaⱪliri ⱪoyuntazdǝk aylinidu;
Their arrows are already sharpened, and all their bows have been strung. The hooves of their horses are hard as flint; their chariot wheels spin like a whirlwind.
29 Ularning ⱨɵrkirǝxliri xirningkidǝk bolidu, Ular arslanlardǝk ⱨɵrkirixidu, Dǝrwǝⱪǝ, ular owƣa erixkǝndǝ ƣaȥ-ƣuȥ ⱪilip ⱨɵrpiyixidu; Owni ⱪutⱪuzƣudǝk ⱨeqkim bolmay, Ular uni elip ketidu.
They roar like lions, like young lions. They growl, and pounce on their prey. They drag it off so it can't be rescued.
30 Xu küni ular dengizlar ⱨɵrkürigǝndǝk owƣa ⱨɵrkirixidu; Əgǝr birǝrsi yǝr-zeminƣa ⱪariƣudǝk bolsa, Pǝⱪǝt ⱪarangƣuluⱪ, dǝrd-ǝlǝmnila kɵridu! Ⱨǝrⱪandaⱪ nur bulut-tuman tǝripidin ƣuwalixidu.
At that time they will roar over their prey like the roaring of the sea. Anyone who looks out over the land will see only darkness and distress—even the sunlight will be darkened by clouds.
