Job 10
1 Ka pakhra mah ka hinghaih hmawt sut boeh; to pongah laisaephaih ai ah loe ka om thai ai, ka hingh patangkhanghaih hae nang khaeah kang thuih han.
“My soul has been weary of my life, I leave off my talking to myself, I speak in the bitterness of my soul.
2 Sithaw khaeah, Zaehaih na net hmah, tipongah misa ah nang suek loe, na thui ah, tiah ka naa han.
I say to God, Do not condemn me, Let me know why You strive [with] me.
3 Minawk pacaekthlaek moe, na ban hoi sak ih hmuen to patoekhaih pacoengah, kasae kaminawk poekhaih to nang hoe haih maw?
Is it good for You that You oppress? That You despise the labor of Your hands, And shine on the counsel of the wicked?
4 Nang loe long taksa mik maw na tawnh? To tih ai boeh loe kami mah hnuk ih baktiah maw na hnuk?
Do you have eyes of flesh? Do You see as man sees?
5 Nang ih aninawk loe kadueh thaih kaminawk ih ani baktiah maw oh? Nang ih saningnawk doeh kami ih saning baktiah maw oh?
[Are] Your days as the days of man? Your years as the days of a man?
6 Tipongah ka sakpazaehaih hoi ka zaehaih to na pakrong loe?
That You inquire for my iniquity, And seek for my sin?
7 Kai loe kasae kami na ai ni, tiah na panoek; mi mah doeh na ban thung hoi pahlong thai mak ai.
For You know that I am not wicked, And there is no deliverer from Your hand.
8 Ka takpum boih hae na ban hoiah ni nang sak, ka tungkrang doeh nang ohsak; toe vaihi nam rosak han boeh maw?
Your hands have taken pains about me, And they make me together all around, And You swallow me up!
9 Kai hae tangphrung long baktiah ni nang sak, tiah pahnet hmah; vaihi maiphu ah maw nam laemsak let han boeh?
Please remember That You have made me as clay, And You bring me back to dust.
10 Kai hae maitaw tahnutui baktiah nang kraih moe, maitaw tahnutui kamkhawk baktiah nam khawksak boeh na ai maw?
Do You not pour me out as milk? And curdle me as cheese?
11 Kai hanah agan hoi ahin to nang khuksak moe, ahuh hoi thaquinawk hoiah nang zaeng.
Skin and flesh You put on me, And fence me with bones and sinews.
12 Hinghaih hoi tahmenhaih kai hanah nang paek, ka muithla hae nang khetzawn.
Life and kindness You have done with me. And Your inspection has preserved my spirit.
13 Toe hae hmuennawk thui ai ah palung thungah na suek; na palung thungah hae hmuen hae oh, tiah ka panoek.
And these You have laid up in Your heart, I have known that this [is] with You.
14 Ka zae nahaeloe, ka zaehaih to na pakuem moe, ka zaehaih baktih toengah dan nang paek.
If I sinned, then You have observed me, And do not acquit me from my iniquity,
15 Kahoih ai kami ah ka oh nahaeloe, khosak bing boeh! Toenghaih hoi ka oh cadoeh, pakoehhaih ka hnu ai. Patangkhanghaih ka poek loiah ka zat sut boeh;
If I have done wickedly—woe to me, And righteously—I do not lift up my head, Full of shame—then see my affliction,
16 kang thawk tahang naah, zoep ih hmawsaeng kaipui baktiah nang zoep moe, zitthok hmuen ka nuiah nam tuengsak.
And it rises—as a lion You hunt me. And You turn back—You show Yourself wonderful in me.
17 Kai kasae thuih koeh kami na tawnh mangh, ka nuiah palungphuihaih na thap aep; kai tuk han koeh paroeai misa to nang zoh haih.
You renew Your witnesses against me, and multiply Your anger with me, Changes and warfare [are] with me.
18 Tipongah kam no zok thung hoiah nang tacawtsak loe? Ka duek ving nahaeloe, mi mah doeh na hnu mak ai.
And why from the womb Have You brought me forth? I expire, and the eye does not see me.
19 Kaom vai ai baktiah ka om ueloe, kam no zok thung hoiah taprong ah na caeh o haih tih.
I am as [if] I had not been, I am brought from the belly to the grave,
20 Kai ih atue loe setta ah na ai maw oh boeh? Ka phak pacoengah kam laem let han ai ih prae, duekhaih tahlip mah khuk ih vinghaih prae ah ka caeh ai naah, nawnetta thung, kaimabueng monghaih hoiah ka oh hanah, na caeh taak ah,
Are my days not few? Cease then, and put from me, And I brighten up a little,
Before I go, and do not return, To a land of darkness and death-shade,
22 to prae loe aqum baktih khovinghaih prae, hmuen boih angmah ih ahmuen ah kaom ai, duekhaih tahlip ahmuen, aanghaih to vinghaih ah kaom prae ni, tiah ka thuih han, tiah anih mah pathim pae.
A land of obscurity as thick darkness, Death-shade—and no order, And the shining [is] as thick darkness.”
