Mikaⱨ 2
1 Ornida yetip ⱪǝbiⱨlikni oylaydiƣanlarƣa wǝ yamanliⱪ ǝyligüqilǝrgǝ way! Pǝⱪǝt ularning ⱪolidin kǝlsila, ular tang etixi bilǝnla uni ada ⱪilidu;
Woe to those who devise iniquity and work evil on their beds! When the morning is light, they practice it, because it is in the power of their hand.
2 Ularning aqkɵz kɵzi etizlarƣa qüxsila, ular zorawanliⱪ ⱪilip buliwalidu; Ɵylǝrgimu ⱪiziⱪipla ⱪalsa, bularnimu elip ketidu; Ular batur kixinimu jǝmǝti bilǝn bulaydu, Adǝmni ɵz mirasliri bilǝn ⱪoxup qanggiliƣa kirgüziwalidu.
They covet fields and seize them, and houses, then take them away. They oppress a man and his house, even a man and his heritage.
3 Xunga Pǝrwǝrdigar mundaⱪ dǝydu: — Mana, Mǝn bu ailigǝ ⱪarap, boyunliringlardin qiⱪiralmaydiƣan yaman bir [boyuntururⱪni] oylap tǝyyarliwatimǝn; Silǝr ǝmdi gidiyip mangmaysilǝr; Qünki xu künlǝr yaman künlǝr bolidu.
Therefore the LORD says: “Behold, I am planning against these people a disaster, from which you will not remove your necks, neither will you walk haughtily, for it is an evil time.
4 Xu küni ular silǝr toƣranglarda tǝmsilni tilƣa elip, Eqinixliⱪ bir zar bilǝn zarlaydu: — «Biz pütünlǝy bulang-talang ⱪilinduⱪ!; U hǝlⱪimning nesiwisini baxⱪilarƣa bɵlüwǝtti; Uni mǝndin xunqǝ dǝⱨxǝtlik mǝⱨrum ⱪildi! U etizlirimizni munapiⱪⱪa tǝⱪsim ⱪilip bǝrdi!
In that day they will take up a parable against you, and lament with a doleful lamentation, saying, ‘We are utterly ruined! My people’s possession is divided up. Indeed he takes it from me and assigns our fields to traitors!’”
5 Xunga Pǝrwǝrdigarning jamaiti arisidin, Silǝrdǝ qǝk taxlap zemin üstigǝ tana tartip nesiwǝ bɵlgüqidin birsimu ⱪalmaydu.
Therefore you will have no one who divides the land by lot in the LORD’s assembly.
6 Ular: «bexarǝt bǝrmǝnglar!» — dǝp bexarǝt beridu! Əgǝr [pǝyƣǝmbǝrlǝr] bu ixlar toƣruluⱪ bexarǝt bǝrmisǝ, ǝmdi bu ar-nomus bizdin ⱨǝrgiz kǝtmǝydu!
“Don’t prophesy!”—they prophesy— “Don’t prophesy about these things. Disgrace won’t overtake us.”
7 I Yaⱪup jǝmǝti, «Pǝrwǝrdigarning Roⱨi sǝwr-taⱪǝtsizmu? Bu ixlar rast Uning ⱪilƣanlirimu?» — degili bolamdu? Mening sɵzlirim durus mangƣuqiƣa yahxiliⱪ kǝltürmǝmdu?
Shall it be said, O house of Jacob, “Is the LORD’s Spirit angry? Are these his doings? Don’t my words do good to him who walks blamelessly?”
8 Biraⱪ tünügünla Mening hǝlⱪim ⱨǝtta düxmǝndǝk ornidin ⱪozƣaldi; Silǝr hatirjǝmliktǝ yoldin ɵtüp ketiwatⱪanlarning tonini iq kiyimliri bilǝn salduruwalisilǝrki, Ularni huddi uruxtin ⱪaytⱪanlardǝk [kiyimsiz] ⱪaldurisilǝr.
But lately my people have risen up as an enemy. You strip the robe and clothing from those who pass by without a care, returning from battle.
9 Hǝlⱪim arisidiki ayallarni ɵzlirining illiⱪ ɵyliridin ⱪoƣlaysilǝr; Ularning yax balilirini silǝr Mening güzǝl gɵⱨirimdin mǝnggügǝ mǝⱨrum ⱪilisilǝr.
You drive the women of my people out from their pleasant houses; from their young children you take away my blessing forever.
10 Ornunglardin turup neri ketinglar; Qünki ⱨalakǝtni, Yǝni azabliⱪ bir ⱨalakǝtni kǝltüridiƣan napakliⱪ tüpǝylidin, Bu yǝr silǝrgǝ tǝwǝ aramgaⱨ bolmaydu.
Arise, and depart! For this is not your resting place, because of uncleanness that destroys, even with a grievous destruction.
11 Əgǝr biⱨudiliktǝ, yalƣanqiliⱪta yürgǝn birsi yalƣan gǝp ⱪilip: — «Mǝn xarab wǝ ⱨaraⱪⱪa tayinip silǝrgǝ bexarǝt berimǝn» — desǝ, Mana, u xu hǝlⱪⱪǝ pǝyƣǝmbǝr bolup ⱪalidu!
If a man walking in a spirit of falsehood lies, saying, “I will prophesy to you of wine and of strong drink,” he would be the prophet of this people.
12 Mǝn qoⱪum seni bir pütün ⱪilip uyuxturimǝn, i Yaⱪup; Mǝn qoⱪum Israilning ⱪaldisini yiƣimǝn; Mǝn ularni Bozraⱨdiki ⱪoylardǝk, Ɵz yayliⱪida yiƣilƣan bir padidǝk jǝm ⱪilimǝn; Ular adimining kɵplükidin warang-qurungluⱪⱪa tolidu.
I will surely assemble all of you, Jacob. I will surely gather the remnant of Israel. I will put them together as the sheep of Bozrah, as a flock in the middle of their pasture. They will swarm with people.
13 Bir «bɵsüp ɵtküqi» ularning aldiƣa qiⱪip mangidu; Ular bɵsüp qiⱪip, ⱪowuⱪⱪa yetip berip, uningdin qiⱪti; Ular bɵsüp qiⱪti, Yǝni ⱪowuⱪⱪa yetip berip, uningdin qiⱪti; Ularning Padixaⱨi ularning aldida, Pǝrwǝrdigar ularning aldiƣa ɵtüp mangidu.
He who breaks open the way goes up before them. They break through the gate, and go out. Their king passes on before them, with the LORD at their head.
