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.
I am weary of my life; I will let loose within me my complaint; I will 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 will say unto God, Do not condemn me! Show me wherefore thou contendest 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 a pleasure to thee to oppress, And to despise the work of thy hands, And to shine upon the plans 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?
Hast thou eyes of flesh, Or seest thou as man seeth?
5 Nang ih aninawk loe kadueh thaih kaminawk ih ani baktiah maw oh? Nang ih saningnawk doeh kami ih saning baktiah maw oh?
Are thy days as the days of a man, Are thy years as the days of a mortal,
6 Tipongah ka sakpazaehaih hoi ka zaehaih to na pakrong loe?
That thou seekest after my iniquity, And searchest after my sin,
7 Kai loe kasae kami na ai ni, tiah na panoek; mi mah doeh na ban thung hoi pahlong thai mak ai.
Though thou knowest that I am not guilty, And that none can deliver from thy hand?
8 Ka takpum boih hae na ban hoiah ni nang sak, ka tungkrang doeh nang ohsak; toe vaihi nam rosak han boeh maw?
Have thy hands completely fashioned and made me In every part, that thou mightst destroy me?
9 Kai hae tangphrung long baktiah ni nang sak, tiah pahnet hmah; vaihi maiphu ah maw nam laemsak let han boeh?
O remember that thou hast moulded me as clay! And wilt thou bring me again to dust?
10 Kai hae maitaw tahnutui baktiah nang kraih moe, maitaw tahnutui kamkhawk baktiah nam khawksak boeh na ai maw?
Thou didst 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.
With skin and flesh didst thou clothe me, And strengthen me with bones and sinews;
12 Hinghaih hoi tahmenhaih kai hanah nang paek, ka muithla hae nang khetzawn.
Thou didst grant me life and favor, And thy protection preserved my breath:
13 Toe hae hmuennawk thui ai ah palung thungah na suek; na palung thungah hae hmuen hae oh, tiah ka panoek.
Yet these things thou didst lay up in thy heart! I know that this was in thy mind.
14 Ka zae nahaeloe, ka zaehaih to na pakuem moe, ka zaehaih baktih toengah dan nang paek.
If I sin, then thou markest me, And wilt not acquit me of mine 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 am wicked, —then woe unto me! Yet if righteous, I dare not lift up my head; I am full of confusion, beholding my affliction.
16 kang thawk tahang naah, zoep ih hmawsaeng kaipui baktiah nang zoep moe, zitthok hmuen ka nuiah nam tuengsak.
If I lift it up, like a lion thou huntest me, And again showest thyself terrible unto 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.
Thou renewest thy witnesses against me, And increasest thine anger toward me; New hosts continually rise up against me.
18 Tipongah kam no zok thung hoiah nang tacawtsak loe? Ka duek ving nahaeloe, mi mah doeh na hnu mak ai.
Why then didst thou bring me forth from the womb? I should have perished, and no eye had seen me;
19 Kaom vai ai baktiah ka om ueloe, kam no zok thung hoiah taprong ah na caeh o haih tih.
I should be as though I had not been; I should have been borne from the womb 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 not my days few? O spare then, And let me alone, that I may be at ease a little while,
Before I go— whence I shall not return—To the 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.
The land of darkness like the blackness of death-shade, Where is no order, and where the light is as darkness.
