Yǝxaya 64
1 Aⱨ, Sǝn asmanlarni yirtiwetip, Yǝrgǝ qüxkǝn bolsang’idi! Taƣlar bolsa yüzüng aldida erip ketǝtti! Mana muxundaⱪ bolƣanda tuturuⱪⱪa ot yaⱪⱪandǝk, Ot suni ⱪaynatⱪandǝk, Sǝn namingni düxmǝnliringgǝ ayan ⱪilƣan bolatting, Əllǝr yüzüngdinla titrǝp ketǝtti!
That thou wouldst rend the heavens, and wouldst come down: the mountains would melt away at thy presence.
They would melt as at the burning of fire, the waters would burn with fire, that thy name might be made known to thy enemies: that the nations might tremble at thy presence.
3 Sǝn biz kütmigǝn dǝⱨxǝtlik ixlarni ⱪilƣan waⱪtingda, Sǝn qüxkǝniding; Yüzüngdin taƣlar rastla erip kǝtti!
When thou shalt do wonderful things, we shall not bear them: thou didst come down, and at thy presence the mountains melted away.
4 Sǝndin baxⱪa Ɵzigǝ tǝlmürüp kütkǝnlǝr üqün ixligüqi bir Hudani, Adǝmlǝr ǝzǝldin anglap baⱪmiƣan, Ⱪulaⱪⱪa yetip baⱪmiƣan, Kɵz kɵrüp baⱪmiƣandur!
From the beginning of the world they have not heard, nor perceived with the ears: the eye hath not seen, O God, besides thee, what things thou hast prepared for them that wait for thee.
5 Sǝn ⱨǝⱪⱪaniyliⱪni yürgüzüxni hursǝnlik dǝp bilgǝn adǝmning, Yǝni yolliringda mengip, Seni seƣinƣanlarning ⱨajitidin qiⱪⱪuqi ⱨǝmraⱨdursǝn; Biraⱪ mana, Sǝn ƣǝzǝptǝ boldung, Biz bolsaⱪ gunaⱨta bolduⱪ; Undaⱪ ixlar uzun boliwǝrdi; Əmdi biz ⱪutⱪuzulamduⱪ?
Thou hast met him that rejoiceth, and doth justice: in thy ways they shall remember thee: behold thou art angry, and we have sinned: in them we have been always, and we shall be saved.
6 Əmdi biz napak bir nǝrsigǝ ohxax bolduⱪ, Ⱪiliwatⱪan barliⱪ «ⱨǝⱪⱪaniyǝtlirimiz» bolsa bir ǝwrǝt latisiƣila ohxaydu, halas; Ⱨǝmmimiz yopurmaⱪtǝk hazan bolup kǝttuⱪ, Ⱪǝbiⱨliklirimiz xamaldǝk bizni uqurup taxliwǝtti.
And we are all become as one unclean, and all our justices as the rag of a menstruous woman: and we have all fallen as a leaf, and our iniquities, like the wind, have taken us away.
7 Sening namingni qaⱪirip nida ⱪilƣuqi, Iltipatingni tutuxⱪa ⱪozƣalƣuqi ⱨeq yoⱪtur; Qünki Sǝn yüzüngni bizdin ⱪaqurup yoxurdung, Ⱪǝbiⱨliklirimizdin bizni solaxturƣuzdung.
There is none that calleth upon thy name: that riseth up, and taketh hold of thee: thou hast hid thy face from us, and hast crushed us in the hand of our iniquity.
8 Biraⱪ ⱨazir, i Pǝrwǝrdigar, Sǝn bizning Atimizdursǝn; Biz seƣiz lay, Sǝn bizning sapalqimizdursǝn; Ⱨǝmmimiz bolsaⱪ ⱪolungda yasalƣandurmiz;
And now, O Lord, thou art our father, and we are clay: and thou art our maker, and we all are the works of thy hands.
9 I Pǝrwǝrdigar, bizgǝ ⱪaratⱪan ƣǝzipingni zor ⱪilmiƣaysǝn, Ⱪǝbiⱨlikni mǝnggügiqǝ ǝslǝp yürmigin; Mana, ⱪariƣin, ⱨǝmmimiz Sening hǝlⱪingdurmiz!
Be not very angry, O Lord, and remember no longer our iniquity: behold, see we are all thy people.
10 Muⱪǝddǝs xǝⱨǝrliring janggal, Zionmu janggal bolup ⱪaldi; Yerusalem wǝyran boldi;
The city of thy sanctuary is become a desert, Sion is made a desert, Jerusalem is desolate.
11 Ata-bowimiz Seni mǝdⱨiyiligǝn jay, Pak-muⱪǝddǝslik, güzǝl-parlaⱪliⱪ turalƣusi bolƣan ɵyimiz bolsa ot bilǝn kɵyüp kül boldi; Ⱪǝdir-ⱪimmǝtlik nǝrsilirimizning ⱨǝmmisi wǝyran ⱪiliwetildi.
The house of our holiness, and of our glory, where our fathers praised thee, is burnt with fire, and all our lovely things are turned into ruins.
12 Muxu ixlar aldida Ɵzüngni qǝtkǝ alamsǝn, i Pǝrwǝrdigar? Süküt ⱪilip turamsǝn? Bizni boluxiqǝ har ⱪilip uriwerǝmsǝn?»
Wilt thou refrain thyself, O Lord, upon these things, wilt thou hold thy peace, and afflict us vehemently?
