< Yǝxaya 52 >

1 — Oyƣan, oyƣan, i Zion, küqüngni kiyiwal, I Yerusalem, muⱪǝddǝs xǝⱨǝr, güzǝl kiyim-keqǝkliringni kiyiwal; Qünki bundin baxlap sünnǝt ⱪilinmiƣanlar yaki napaklar iqinggǝ ikkinqi kirmǝydu.
Awake, awake, Put on thy strength, O Zion, —Put on thy beautiful garments, O Jerusalem—thou holy city, For there shall not again come into thee any more the uncircumcised and unclean.
2 Topa-qangdin qiⱪip ɵzüngni silkiwǝt; Ornungdin tur, olturuwal, i Yerusalem; Ɵzüngni boynungdiki zǝnjirlǝrdin boxitiwǝtkin, i tutⱪun bolƣan Zion ⱪizi!
Shake thyself from the dust arise—sit down O Jerusalem, —Loose thyself from the bonds of thy neck, O captive! daughter of Zion!
3 Qünki Pǝrwǝrdigar mundaⱪ dǝydu: — «Silǝr ɵzünglarni pulsiz setiwǝtkǝnsilǝr; Pulsiz ⱪayturup setiwelinisilǝr».
For, thus, saith Yahweh, For nought, ye sold yourselves, —And not with silver, shall ye be redeemed,
4 Qünki mundaⱪ dǝydu Rǝb Pǝrwǝrdigar: — Hǝlⱪim dǝslǝptǝ Misirƣa musapir süpitidǝ qüxkǝnikǝn, Xundaⱪla yeⱪinda Asuriyǝ ularni ǝzgǝn yǝrdǝ,
For, thus, saith My Lord, Yahweh, To Egypt, went down my people at first to sojourn there, —But, Assyria, without cause, hath oppressed him.
5 (Əmdi ⱨazir hǝlⱪim pulsiz elip kelinginidǝ, — dǝydu Pǝrwǝrdigar) Mening karim bolmamdikǝn? Ular üstidin ⱨɵkümranliⱪ ⱪilƣuqilar ularni zar ⱪaⱪxatⱪan, — dǝydu Pǝrwǝrdigar, — Xundaⱪla namim bolsa kün boyi tohtawsiz ⱨaⱪarǝtlǝngǝn tursa, Mening karim bolmamdikǝn?!»
Now, therefore, what do I here? Demandeth Yahweh. That my people have been taken away for nought? They who rule them, do howl, Declareth Yahweh, And, continually—all the day, is my Name brought into contempt.
6 Xunga Ɵz hǝlⱪim Mening namimni bilidu; Xunga xu küni ular Mening «U» ikǝnlikimni, xundaⱪla ularƣa: «Kɵr, Meni!» dǝydiƣanliⱪimni bilidu.
Therefore, shall my people acknowledge my Name: Therefore, in that day, shall they acknowledge that, I, am the same, even I who am speaking, —Here, I am,
7 Taƣlar üstidǝ hux hǝwǝr elip kǝlgüqining ayaƣliri nemidegǝn güzǝl-ⱨǝ! U aram-hatirjǝmlikni jakarlaydu, Bǝhtlik hux hǝwǝrni elip kelidu, Nijat-ⱪutuluxni elan ⱪilidu, U Zionƣa: «Hudaying ⱨǝmmigǝ ⱨɵküm süridu!»
How beautiful, upon the mountains are the feet—Of him That bringeth good tidings, That publisheth peace, That bringeth good tidings of blessing, That publisheth salvation, —That saith unto Zion, Thy God, hath become king.
8 Kɵzǝtqiliringning awazini angla! Ular awazini kɵtüridu, Nahxilarni yangritip towlaydu; Qünki Pǝrwǝrdigar Zionni elip ⱪaytⱪanda, ular ɵz kɵzi bilǝn kɵridu!
The voice of thy watchmen! They have uplifted a voice Together, do they renew the shout of triumph, —For eye to eye, shall they see, When Yahweh returneth to Zion.
9 I Yerusalemning harabiliri, nahxilarni yangritip tǝntǝnǝ ⱪilinglar! Qünki Pǝrwǝrdigar Ɵz hǝlⱪigǝ tǝsǝlli bǝrgǝn, U Yerusalemni ⱨǝmjǝmǝtlik ⱪilip ⱪutⱪuzƣan!
Break forth, shout in triumph together, ye waste places of Jerusalem, —For Yahweh Hath comforted his people, Hath redeemed Jerusalem:
10 Pǝrwǝrdigar ǝllǝrning ⱨǝmmisining aldida Ɵz muⱪǝddǝs Bilikini eqip ayan ⱪilƣan; Xuning bilǝn yǝr-zeminning barliⱪ qǝt-yaⱪiliri Hudayimizning nijat-ⱪutuluxini kɵridu.
Yahweh hath bared his holy arm, in the eyes of all the nations, So shall all the ends of the earth see the salvation of our God.
11 Qiⱪip ketinglar, qiⱪip ketinglar; Ⱨeq napak nǝrsigǝ tǝgmǝy xu yǝrdin qiⱪip ketinglar; Uning otturisidin qiⱪip ketinglar; Pǝrwǝrdigarning muⱪǝddǝs ⱪaqa-ⱪuqilirini kɵtürgüqilǝr, ɵzünglarni pak tutunglar;
Away! away! come, forth from thence!—Nought unclean, may ye touch, —Come forth out of her midst, Purify yourselves, ye who are to carry the vessels of Yahweh;
12 Qünki silǝr aldiriƣan peti ǝmǝs, Patiparaⱪ ⱪaqⱪan peti ǝmǝs qiⱪip ketisilǝr; Qünki Pǝrwǝrdigar aldinglarda mangidu, Israilning Hudasi arⱪa muⱨapizǝtqinglar bolidu.
For, not in haste, shall ye come forth, Nor, by flight, shall ye journey, —For, your van-guard, is Yahweh, And, your rear-guard, the God of Israel.
13 « — Kɵrünglarki, Mening ⱪulum danaliⱪ bilǝn ix kɵridu, U [alǝm aldida] kɵtürülidu, yuⱪiri orunƣa qiⱪirilidu, naⱨayiti aliy orunƣa erixtürülidu.
Lo! my Servant, prospereth, —He riseth, and is lifted up, and becometh very high:
14 Lekin nurƣun kixilǝr seni kɵrüp, intayin ⱨǝyran ⱪelixidu, — Qünki uning qirayi baxⱪa ⱨǝrⱪandiⱪiningkidin kɵp zǝhimlǝngǝn, [Ⱪulning] ⱪiyapiti xu dǝrijidǝ buzuwetilgǝnki, uningda ⱨǝtta adǝm siyaⱪimu ⱪalmiƣan!
The more that Many, were amazed at thee, So marred, beyond any man’s, was his appearance, —And his form, beyond the sons of men,
15 U xu yol bilǝn nurƣun ǝllǝrning üstigǝ [ⱪan] qaqidu. Ⱨǝtta xaⱨ-padixaⱨlarmu uning karamitidin aƣzini tutupla ⱪalidu; Qünki ɵzlirigǝ ǝzǝldin eytilmiƣanni ular kɵrǝlǝydu, Ular ǝzǝldin anglap baⱪmiƣanni qüxinǝlǝydu.
The more doth he startle Many nations, Before him, have kings closed their mouth, —For, that which had not been related to them, have they seen, And that which they had not heard, haw they diligently considered.

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