Yǝxaya 63
1 «Bozraⱨ xǝⱨiridin qiⱪⱪan, üstibexi ⱪeniⱪ ⱪizil rǝnglik, Kiyim-keqǝkliri ⱪaltis-karamǝt, Zor küq bilǝn ⱪol selip mengiwatⱪan, Edomdin muxu yǝrgǝ keliwatⱪuqi kim?» «Ⱨǝⱪⱪaniyliⱪ bilǝn sɵzligüqi Mǝn, Ⱪutⱪuzuxⱪa küq-ⱪudrǝtkǝ Igǝ Bolƣuqidurmǝn».
Who is this that cometh from Edom, with dyed garments from Bosra, this beautiful one in his robe, walking in the greatness of his strength. I, that speak justice, and am a defender to save.
2 «Üstibexingdikisi nemixⱪa ⱪizil, Ⱪandaⱪsigǝ kiyim-keqǝkliring xarab kɵlqikini qǝyligüqiningkigǝ ohxap ⱪaldi?».
Why then is thy apparel red, and thy garments like theirs that tread in the winepress?
3 «Mǝn yalƣuz xarab kɵlqikini qǝylidim; Bar ǝl-yurtlardin ⱨeqkim Mǝn bilǝn billǝ bolƣini yoⱪ; Mǝn ularni ƣǝzipimdǝ qǝylidim, Ⱪǝⱨrimdǝ ularni dǝssiwǝttim; Ularning ⱪanliri kiyim-keqǝklirim üstigǝ qaqridi; Mening pütün üstibexim boyaldi;
I have trodden the winepress alone, and of the Gentiles there is not a man with me: I have trampled on them in my indignation, and have trodden them down in my wrath, and their blood is sprinkled upon my garments, and I have stained all my apparel.
4 Qünki ⱪǝlbimgǝ ⱪisas küni pükülgǝnidi, Xundaⱪla Mǝn ⱨǝmjǝmǝtlirimni ⱪutⱪuzidiƣan yil kǝldi;
For the day of vengeance is in my heart, the year of my redemption is come.
5 Mǝn ⱪarisam, yardǝm ⱪilƣudǝk ⱨeqkim yoⱪ idi; Ⱨeqkimning ⱪollimaydiƣanliⱪini kɵrüp azablinip kɵnglüm parakǝndǝ boldi; Xunga Ɵz bilikim Ɵzümgǝ nijat kǝltürdi; Ɵz ⱪǝⱨrim bolsa, Meni ⱪollap Manga qidam bǝrdi;
I looked about, and there was none to help: I sought, and there was none to give aid: and my own arm hath saved for me, and my indignation itself hath helped me.
6 Xuning bilǝn ǝl-yurtlarni ƣǝzipimdǝ dǝssiwǝtkǝnmǝn, Ⱪǝⱨrimdǝ ularni mǝst ⱪiliwǝttim, Ⱪanlirini yǝrgǝ tɵküwǝttim».
And I have trodden down the people in my wrath, and have made them drunk in my indignation, and have brought down their strength to the earth.
7 «Mǝn Pǝrwǝrdigarning xǝpⱪǝtliri toƣruluⱪ ǝslitip sɵzlǝymǝn; Pǝrwǝrdigarning mǝdⱨiyǝgǝ layiⱪ ⱪilƣanliri, Uning rǝⱨimdilliⱪliriƣa asasǝn, Uning nurƣunliƣan xǝpⱪǝtlirigǝ asasǝn, Pǝrwǝrdigarning bizgǝ ⱪilƣan iltipatliri, Israil jǝmǝtigǝ iltipat ⱪilƣan zor yahxiliⱪliri toƣruluⱪ ǝslitip sɵzlǝymǝn;
I will remember the tender mercies of the Lord, the praise of the Lord for all the things that the Lord hath bestowed upon us, and for the multitude of his good things to the house of Israel, which he hath given them according to his kindness, and according to the multitude of his mercies.
8 U ularni: — «Ular Mening hǝlⱪim, Aldamqiliⱪ ⱪilmaydiƣan balilar» dǝp, Ularning Ⱪutⱪuzƣuqisi boldi.
And he said: Surely they are my people, children that will not deny: so he became their saviour.
9 Ularning barliⱪ dǝrdlirigǝ Umu dǝrddax idi; «Uning yüzidiki Pǝrixtisi» bolsa ularni ⱪutⱪuzƣan, U Ɵz muⱨǝbbiti ⱨǝm rǝⱨimdilliⱪi bilǝn ularni ⱨǝmjǝmǝtlik ⱪilip ⱪutⱪuzƣan; Axu ⱪǝdimki barliⱪ künlǝrdǝ ularni Ɵzigǝ artip kɵtürgǝn;
In all their affliction he was not troubled, and the angel of his presence saved them: in his love, and in his mercy he redeemed them, and he carried them and lifted them up all the days of old.
10 Biraⱪ ular asiyliⱪ ⱪilip Uning Muⱪǝddǝs Roⱨiƣa azar bǝrdi; Xunga ulardin yüz ɵrüp U ularning düxminigǝ aylinip, Ularƣa ⱪarxi jǝng ⱪildi.
But they provoked to wrath, and afflicted the spirit of his Holy One: and he was turned to be their enemy, and he fought against them.
11 Biraⱪ U: — «Musa pǝyƣǝmbirim! Mening hǝlⱪim!» dǝp ǝyni künlǝrni ǝslǝp tohtidi. Əmdi Ɵz [padisi bolƣanlarni] padiqiliri bilǝn dengizdin qiⱪiriwalƣuqi ⱪeni? Ɵzining Muⱪǝddǝs Roⱨini ularning arisiƣa turƣuzup ⱪoyƣuqi ⱪeni?
And he remembered the days of old of Moses, and of his people: Where is he that brought them up out of the sea, with the shepherds of his flock? where is he that put in the midst of them the spirit of his Holy One?
12 Uning güzǝl xǝrǝplik biliki Musaning ong ⱪoli arⱪiliⱪ ularni yetǝkligüqi boldi, Ɵzi üqün mǝnggülük bir namni tiklǝp, Ular aldida sularni bɵlüwǝtküqi,
He that brought out Moses by the right hand, by the arm of his majesty: that divided the waters before them, to make himself an everlasting name.
13 Ularni dalada ǝrkin kezip yüridiƣan attǝk, Ⱨeq putlaxturmay ularni dengizning qongⱪur yǝrliridin ɵtküzgüqi ⱪeni?
He that led them out through the deep, as a horse in the wilderness that stumbleth not.
14 Mallar jilƣiƣa otlaxⱪa qüxkǝndǝk, Pǝrwǝrdigarning Roⱨi ularƣa aram bǝrdi; Sǝn Ɵzüng güzǝl-xǝrǝplik bir namƣa erixix üqün, Sǝn muxu yollar bilǝn hǝlⱪingni yetǝkliding.
As a beast that goeth down in the field, the spirit of the Lord was their leader: so didst thou lead thy people to make thyself a glorious name.
15 Aⱨ, asmanlardin nǝziringni qüxürgin, Sening pak-muⱪǝddǝsliking, güzǝllik-xǝriping turƣan makaningdin [ⱨalimizƣa] ⱪarap baⱪ! Ⱪeni otluⱪ muⱨǝbbiting wǝ küq-ⱪudriting!? Iqingni aƣritixliring, rǝⱨimdilliⱪliring ⱪeni? Ular manga kǝlgǝndǝ besilip ⱪaldimu?
Look down from heaven, and behold from thy holy habitation and the place of thy glory: where is thy zeal, and thy strength, the multitude of thy bowels, and of thy mercies? they have held back themselves from me.
16 Qünki gǝrqǝ Ibraⱨim bizni tonumisimu, Yaki Israil gǝrqǝ bizni etirap ⱪilmisimu, Sǝn ⱨaman bizning Atimiz; Sǝn Pǝrwǝrdigar bizning Atimizdursǝn; Əzǝldin tartip «Ⱨǝmjǝmǝt-Ⱪutⱪuzƣuqimiz» Sening namingdur.
For thou art our father, and Abraham hath not known us, and Israel hath been ignorant of us: thou, O Lord, art our father, our redeemer, from everlasting is thy name.
17 I Pǝrwǝrdigar, nemixⱪa bizni yolliringdin azdurƣansǝn? Nemixⱪa Ɵzüngdin ⱪorⱪuxtin yandurup kɵnglimizni tax ⱪilƣansǝn?! Ⱪulliring üqün, Ɵz mirasing bolƣan ⱪǝbililǝr üqün, Yenimizƣa yenip kǝlgǝysǝn!
Why hast thou made us to err, O Lord, from thy ways: why hast thou hardened our heart, that we should not fear thee? return for the sake of thy servants, the tribes of thy inheritance.
18 Muⱪǝddǝs hǝlⱪing pǝⱪǝt azƣinǝ waⱪitla [tǝwǝlikigǝ] igǝ bolaliƣan; Düxmǝnlirimiz muⱪǝddǝs jayingni ayaƣ asti ⱪildi;
They have possessed thy holy people as nothing: our enemies have trodden down thy sanctuary.
19 Xuning bilǝn biz uzundin buyan Sǝn idarǝ ⱪilip baⱪmiƣan, Sening naming bilǝn atilip baⱪmiƣan bir hǝlⱪtǝk bolup ⱪalduⱪ!
We are become as in the beginning, when thou didst not rule over us, and when we were not called by thy name.
