Malaki 1
1 Pǝrwǝrdigardin Malakiƣa yüklǝngǝn wǝⱨiy, u arⱪiliⱪ Israilƣa kǝlgǝn: —
The word of the Lord to Israel by Malachi.
2 — Mǝn silǝrni sɵyüp kǝldim — dǝydu Pǝrwǝrdigar, — biraⱪ silǝr: «Sǝn bizni ⱪandaⱪmu sɵyüp kǝlding?» — dǝysilǝr. Əsaw Yaⱪupⱪa aka bolƣan ǝmǝsmu? — dǝydu Pǝrwǝrdigar, — biraⱪ Yaⱪupni sɵydüm,
You have been loved by me, says the Lord. But you say, Where was your love for us? Was not Esau Jacob's brother? says the Lord: but Jacob was loved by me,
3 Əsawƣa nǝprǝtlǝndim; uning taƣlirini qɵl ⱪildim, mirasini qɵl-bayawandiki qilbɵrilǝrgǝ tapxurup bǝrdim.
And Esau was hated, and I sent destruction on his mountains, and gave his heritage to the beasts of the waste land.
4 Edom: «Biz wǝyran ⱪilinduⱪ, biraⱪ biz harabilǝxkǝn jaylarni ⱪaytidin ⱪurup qiⱪimiz» — desǝ, samawi ⱪoxunlarning Sǝrdari bolƣan Pǝrwǝrdigar mundaⱪ dǝydu: — — Ular ⱪuridu, biraⱪ Mǝn ɵrüymǝn; hǝⱪlǝr ularni «Rǝzillikning zemini», «Pǝrwǝrdigar mǝnggügǝ ƣǝzǝplinidiƣan ǝl» dǝp ataydu.
Though Edom says, We are crushed down but we will come back, building up the waste places; this is what the Lord of armies has said: They may put up buildings, but I will have them pulled down; and they will be named The land of evil-doing, and The people against whom the Lord keeps his wrath for ever.
5 Silǝrning kɵzliringlar buni kɵrüp: «Pǝrwǝrdigar Israil qegrasining sirtida uluƣlandi!» — dǝysilǝr.
And your eyes will see it; and you will say, The Lord is great even outside the limits of Israel.
6 — Oƣul atisini, ⱪul igisini ⱨɵrmǝtlǝydu; ǝmdi Mǝn ata bolsam, ⱨɵrmitim ⱪeni? Igǝ bolsam, Mǝndin bolƣan ǝyminix ⱪeni? — samawi ⱪoxunlarning Sǝrdari bolƣan Pǝrwǝrdigar silǝrgǝ xundaⱪ dǝydu, i Mening namimni kǝmsitkǝn kaⱨinlar! Biraⱪ silǝr: «Biz nemǝ ⱪilip namingni kǝmsitiptuⱪ?» — dǝysilǝr.
A son gives honour to his father, and a servant has fear of his master: if then I am a father, where is my honour? and if I am a master, where is the fear of me? says the Lord of armies to you, O priests, who give no value to my name. And you say, How have we not given value to your name?
7 Silǝr ⱪurbangaⱨim üstigǝ bulƣanƣan ozuⱪni sunisilǝr; andin silǝr: «Biz nemǝ ⱪilip seni bulƣap ⱪoyduⱪ?» — dǝysilǝr; ǝmǝliyǝttǝ silǝr: «Pǝrwǝrdigarning dastihinining tayini yoⱪtur» — dǝysilǝr.
You put unclean bread on my altar. And you say, How have we made it unclean? By your saying, The table of the Lord is of no value.
8 Kor malni ⱪurbanliⱪⱪa sunsanglar, bu ⱪǝbiⱨlik ǝmǝsmu? Tokur yaki kesǝl malni ⱪurbanliⱪⱪa sunsanglar, bu ⱪǝbiⱨlik ǝmǝsmu? Ⱨazir buni sening waliyingƣa sunup baⱪ; u sǝndin hursǝn bolamdu? Sanga yüz-hatirǝ ⱪilamdu? — dǝydu samawi ⱪoxunlarning Sǝrdari bolƣan Pǝrwǝrdigar.
And when you give what is blind for an offering, it is no evil! and when you give what is damaged and ill, it is no evil! Give it now to your ruler; will he be pleased with you, or will you have his approval? says the Lord of armies.
9 — Əmdi, ⱪeni, silǝr Tǝngridin bizgǝ xǝpⱪǝt kɵrsǝtkǝysǝn dǝp ɵtünüp beⱪinglar; ⱪolunglardin muxular kǝlgǝndin keyin, U silǝrdin ⱨǝrⱪandiⱪinglarni ⱪobul ⱪilamdu? — dǝydu samawi ⱪoxunlarning Sǝrdari bolƣan Pǝrwǝrdigar.
And now, make request for the grace of God so that he may have mercy on us: this has been your doing: will he give his approval to any of you? says the Lord of armies.
10 — Aranglardin dǝrwazilarni etip ⱪoyƣudǝk birsi qiⱪmamdu? Xundaⱪ bolƣanda silǝr ⱪurbangaⱨimda bikardin-bikar ot ⱪalap yürmǝyttinglar. Mening silǝrdin ⱨeq hursǝnlikim yoⱪ, — dǝydu samawi ⱪoxunlarning Sǝrdari bolƣan Pǝrwǝrdigar, — wǝ ⱪolunglardin ⱨeqⱪandaⱪ «axliⱪ ⱨǝdiyǝ»ni ⱪobul ⱪilmaymǝn.
If only there was one among you who would see that the doors were shut, so that you might not put a light to the fire on my altar for nothing! I have no pleasure in you, says the Lord of armies, and I will not take an offering from your hands.
11 Kün qiⱪardin kün patarƣa Mening namim ǝllǝr arisida uluƣ dǝp ⱪarilidu; ⱨǝrbir jayda namimƣa huxbuy selinidiƣan bolidu, pak bir «axliⱪ ⱨǝdiyǝ» sunulidu; qünki namim ǝllǝr arisida uluƣ dǝp ⱪarilidu, — dǝydu samawi ⱪoxunlarning Sǝrdari bolƣan Pǝrwǝrdigar.
For, from the coming up of the sun till its going down, my name is great among the Gentiles; and in every place the smell of burning flesh is offered to my name, and a clean offering: for my name is great among the Gentiles, says the Lord of armies.
12 Biraⱪ silǝr bolsanglar: «Pǝrwǝrdigarning dastihini bulƣanƣan, uning mewisi, yǝni ax-ozuⱪi nǝprǝtliktur» — degininglarda, silǝr uni ⱨaram ⱪilisilǝr;
But you make it unholy by saying, The Lord's table has become unclean, and his food is of no value.
13 wǝ silǝr: «Mana, nemidegǝn awariqilik!» dǝysilǝr wǝ Manga ⱪarap dimiƣinglarni ⱪaⱪisilǝr, — dǝydu samawi ⱪoxunlarning Sǝrdari bolƣan Pǝrwǝrdigar, — silǝr yarilanƣan, tokur ⱨǝm kesǝl mallarni elip kelisilǝr. Ⱪurbanliⱪ-ⱨǝdiyilǝrni xu peti elip kelisilǝr; Mǝn buni ⱪolunglardin ⱪobul ⱪilamdimǝn? — dǝydu Pǝrwǝrdigar.
And you say, See, what a weariness it is! and you let out your breath at it, says the Lord of armies; and you have given what has been cut about by beasts, and what is damaged in its feet and ill; this is the offering you give: will this be pleasing to me from your hands? says the Lord.
14 Bǝrⱨǝⱪ, padisida ⱪoqⱪar turup, Rǝbkǝ ⱪilƣan ⱪǝsimini ada ⱪilix üqün bulƣanƣan nǝrsini ⱪurbanliⱪ ⱪilidiƣan aldamqi lǝnǝtkǝ ⱪalidu; qünki Mǝn uluƣ Padixaⱨdurmǝn, namim ǝllǝr arisida ⱨɵrmǝtlinidiƣan bolidu, — dǝydu samawi ⱪoxunlarning Sǝrdari bolƣan Pǝrwǝrdigar.
A curse on the false man who has a male in his flock, and takes his oath, and gives to the Lord a damaged thing: for I am a great King, says the Lord of armies, and my name is to be feared among the Gentiles.
