Yǝxaya 57
1 Ⱨǝⱪⱪaniy adǝm alǝmdin ɵtidu, Ⱨeqkim buningƣa kɵngül bɵlmǝydu; Meⱨriban adǝmlǝr yiƣip elip ketilidu, Biraⱪ ⱨeqkim oylap qüxinǝlmǝyduki, Ⱨǝⱪⱪaniy adǝmlǝr yaman künlǝrni kɵrmisun dǝp yiƣip elip ketilidu.
The just perisheth, and no man layeth it to heart, and men of mercy are taken away, because there is none that understandeth; for the just man is taken away from before the face of evil.
2 U bolsa aram-hatirjǝmlik iqigǝ kiridu; Yǝni ɵzlirining durus yolida mangƣan ⱨǝrbir kixi, Ɵz ornida yetip aram alidu.
Let peace come, let him rest in his bed that hath walked in his uprightness.
3 Biraⱪ sǝnlǝr, i jadugǝr ayalning baliliri, Zinahor bilǝn paⱨixǝ ayalning nǝsli; Buyaⱪⱪa yeⱪin kelinglar;
But draw near hither, you sons of the sorceress, the seed of the adulterer, and of the harlot.
4 Silǝr kimni mazaⱪ ⱪiliwatisilǝr? Yaki kimgǝ ⱪarxi aƣzinglarni kalqaytip, Tilinglarni uzun qiⱪirisilǝr? Silǝr bolsanglar asiyliⱪtin tɵrǝlgǝn balilar, Aldamqiliⱪning nǝsli ǝmǝsmusilǝr?
Upon whom have you jested? upon whom have you opened your mouth wide, and put out your tongue? are not you wicked children, a false seed,
5 Ⱨǝrbir qong dǝrǝh astida, Ⱨǝrbir yexil dǝrǝh astida xǝⱨwaniyliⱪ bilǝn kɵyüp kǝtküqi, Kiqik balilarni jilƣilarƣa ⱨǝm hada taxlarning yeriⱪliriƣa elip soyƣuqisilǝr!
Who seek your comfort in idols under every green tree, sacrificing children in the torrents, under the high rocks?
6 Eriⱪtiki siliⱪlanƣan taxlar arisida sening nesiwǝng bardur; Xular, xularla sening tǝⱪsimatingdur; Xundaⱪ, sǝn ularƣa atap «xarab ⱨǝdiyǝsi»ni ⱪuyup, Ularƣa «axliⱪ ⱨǝdiyǝ»nimu sunup bǝrdingƣu; Əmdi muxularƣa razi bolup Ɵzümni besiwalsam bolamti?
In the parts of the torrent is thy portion, this is thy lot: and thou hast poured out libations to them, thou hast offered sacrifice. Shall I not be angry at these things?
7 Sǝn yuⱪiri, egiz bir taƣ üstidǝ orun-kɵrpǝ selip ⱪoydung, Sǝn axu yǝrdimu ⱪurbanliⱪlarni ⱪilixⱪa qiⱪting.
Upon a high and lofty mountain thou hast laid thy bed, and hast gone up thither to offer victims.
8 Ixiklǝrning kǝynigǝ wǝ kǝyni kexǝklirigǝ «ǝslǝtmiliring»ni bekitip ⱪoydung, Qünki sǝn Mǝndin ayrilding, Sǝn yalingaqlinip ornungƣa qiⱪting; Orun-kɵrpǝngni kengǝytip [heridarliring] bilǝn ɵzüng üqün ǝⱨdilǝxting; Ularning orun-kɵrpisigǝ kɵnglüng qüxti, Sǝn ularda küq-ⱨoⱪuⱪni kɵrüp ⱪalding.
And behind the door, and behind the post thou best set up thy remembrance: for thou hast discovered thyself near me, and hast received an adulterer: thou hast enlarged thy bed, and made a covenant with them: thou hast loved their bed with open hand.
9 Sǝn zǝytun meyi ⱨǝdiyisini elip, Ətirliringni üstibexinggǝ boluxiƣa qeqip, Padixaⱨning aldiƣa barding; Əlqiliringni yiraⱪⱪa ǝwǝtip, Ⱨǝtta tǝⱨtisaraƣa yǝtküqǝ ɵzüngni pǝs ⱪilding. (Sheol h7585)
And thou hast adorned thyself for the king with ointment, and hast multiplied thy perfumes. Thou hast sent thy messengers far off, and wast debased even to hell. (Sheol h7585)
10 Sǝn besip mangƣan barliⱪ yolliringda qarqiƣining bilǝn, Yǝnǝ: «Poⱪ yǝptimǝn, boldi bǝs!» dǝp ⱪoymiding tehi, Ezip yürüxkǝ yǝnila küqüngni yiƣding, Ⱨeq jaⱪ toymiding.
Thou hast been wearied in the multitude of thy ways: yet thou saidst not: I will rest: thou hast found life of thy hand, therefore thou hast not asked.
11 Sǝn zadi kimdin yürǝkzadǝ bolup, ⱪorⱪup yürisǝn, Yalƣan gǝp ⱪilip, Meni esinggǝ ⱨeq kǝltürmǝy, Kɵnglüngdin ⱨeq ɵtküzmiding. Mǝn uzunƣiqǝ süküttǝ turup kǝldim ǝmǝsmu? Sǝn yǝnila Mǝndin ⱨeq ⱪorⱪup baⱪmiding!
For whom hast thou been solicitous and afraid, that thou hast lied, and hast not been mindful of me, nor thought on me in thy heart? for I am silent, and as one that seeth not, and thou hast forgotten me.
12 Sening «ⱨǝⱪⱪaniyliⱪing»ni ⱨǝm «tɵⱨpiliring»ni bayan ⱪilimǝn: — Ularning sanga ⱨeq paydisi yoⱪtur!
I will declare thy justice, and thy works shall not profit thee.
13 Qirⱪiriƣanliringda sǝn yiƣip topliƣan [butlar] kelip seni ⱪutⱪuzsun! Biraⱪ xamal püw ⱪilip ularning ⱨǝmmisini uqurup ketidu, Bir nǝpǝsla ularni elip ketidu; Biraⱪ Manga tayanƣuqi zeminƣa mirasliⱪ ⱪilidu, Mening muⱪǝddǝs teƣimƣa igidarqiliⱪ ⱪilidu.
When thou shalt cry, let thy companies deliver thee, but the wind shall carry them all off, a breeze shall take them away, but he that putteth his trust in me, shall inherit the land, and shall possess my holy mount.
14 [Xu qaƣda]: — «Yolni kɵtürünglar, kɵtürünglar, uni tǝyyarlanglar, Hǝlⱪimning yolini boxitip barliⱪ putlikaxanglarni elip taxlanglar» deyilidu.
And I will say: Make a way: give free passage, turn out of the path, take away the stumblingblocks out of the way of my people.
15 Qünki nami «Muⱪǝddǝs» Bolƣuqi, Yuⱪiri ⱨǝm Aliy Bolƣuqi, Əbǝdil’ǝbǝdgiqǝ ⱨayat Bolƣuqi mundaⱪ dǝydu: — «Mǝn yuⱪiri ⱨǝmdǝ muⱪǝddǝs jayda, Ⱨǝm xundaⱪla roⱨi sunuⱪ ⱨǝm kiqik peil adǝm bilǝn billǝ turimǝnki, Kiqik peil adǝmning roⱨini yengilaymǝn, Dili sunuⱪning kɵnglini yengilaymǝn.
For thus saith the High and the Eminent that inhabiteth eternity: and his name is Holy, who dwelleth in the high and holy place, and with a contrite and humble spirit, to revive the spirit of the humble, and to revive the heart of the contrite.
16 Qünki Mǝn ⱨǝrgiz mǝnggügǝ ǝrz ⱪilip ǝyiblimǝymǝn, Ⱨǝm ǝbǝdil’ǝbǝdgiqǝ ƣǝzǝplǝnmǝymǝn; Xundaⱪ ⱪilsam insanning roⱨi Mening aldimda suslixip yoⱪaydu, Ɵzüm yaratⱪan nǝpǝs igiliri tügixidu.
For I will not contend for ever, neither will I be angry unto the end: because the spirit shall go forth from my face, and breathings I will make.
17 Uning ɵz nǝpsaniyǝtlik ⱪǝbiⱨlikidǝ Mǝn uningdin ƣǝzǝplinip, uni urƣanmǝn; Mǝn uningdin yoxurun turup, uningƣa ƣǝzǝplǝngǝnlikim bilǝn, U yǝnila arⱪisiƣa qekinginiqǝ ɵz yolini mengiwǝrdi;
For the iniquity of his covetousness I was angry, and I struck him: I hid my face from thee, and was angry: and he went away wandering in his own heart.
18 Mǝn uning yollirini kɵrüp yǝtkǝn tǝⱪdirdimu, Mǝn uni saⱪaytimǝn; Mǝn uni yetǝklǝymǝn, Mǝn lǝwlǝrning mewisini yaritimǝn, Uningƣa wǝ uningdiki ⱨǝsrǝt qǝkküqilǝrgǝ yǝnǝ tǝsǝlli berimǝn; Yiraⱪ turuwatⱪanƣa, yeⱪin turuwatⱪanƣimu mutlǝⱪ aram-hatirjǝmlik bolsun! Wǝ Mǝn uni saⱪaytimǝn!
I saw his ways, and I healed him, and brought him back, and restored comforts to him, and to them that mourn for him.
I created the fruit of the lips, peace, peace to him that is far off, and to him that is near, said the Lord, and I healed him.
20 Biraⱪ rǝzillǝr bolsa tinqilinixni ⱨeq bilmǝydiƣan, Dolⱪunliri lay-latⱪilarni urƣutuwatⱪan, Dawalƣuwatⱪan dengizdǝktur.
But the wicked are like the raging sea, which cannot rest, and the waves thereof cast up dirt and mire.
21 Rǝzillǝrgǝ, — dǝydu Hudayim — ⱨeq aram-hatirjǝmlik bolmas.
There is no peace to the wicked, saith the Lord God.
