Job 16
1 To naah Job mah,
But Job answered and said,
2 to baktih loknawk ka thaih pop parai boeh; pathloephaih lok nang thuih o, toe poek amrosakkung ah ni na oh o boih.
I have heard many such things: poor comforters are you all.
3 Avang ai loknawk to boeng thai ai boeh maw? Tipongah maw lok pathim hanah misa na hoih o?
What! is there any reason in vain words? or what will hinder you from answering?
4 Kang doethaih ahmuen ah na oh o nahaeloe, na thuih o ih baktiah ka thuih thai toeng; lok hoi kang zoeh o thaih moe, lu kang haek o thuih thaih.
I also will speak as you [do]: if indeed your soul were in my [soul's] stead, then would I insult you with words, and I would shake my head at you.
5 Toe ka pahni hoi tacawt pathloephaih lok mah nangcae poek mongsak hanah, thapaekhaih lok ni kang thuih o han.
And would there were strength in my mouth, and I would not spare the movement of my lips.
6 Lok ka thuih cadoeh, ka nathaih hoihkhang ai; lokthui ai ah ka pauep cadoeh, hoih kuehaih om ai.
For if I should speak, I shall not feel the pain of my wound: and if I should be silent, how shall I be wounded the less?
7 Toe vaihi loe Anih mah kai angphosak boeh; ka imthung takoh boih nam rosak boeh.
But now he has made me weary, and a worn-out fool; and you have laid hold of me.
8 Ka nganhin loe angcu boih boeh, nganhin angcu loe kai hnukung ah oh; kai loe ka zaek keng boeh, ka nganhin zaekhaih loe kai hnukung ah oh hanah mikhmai kangtong ah angdoet tahang.
My falsehood has become a testimony, and has risen up against me: it has confronted me to my face.
9 Sithaw palungbethaih mah kai hae angsih pet pet moe, ang pacaekthlaek; haa ang kaek thuih; ka misa mah miktamai hoiah ang khet.
In his anger he has cast me down; he has gnashed his teeth upon me: the weapons of his robbers have fallen upon me.
10 Nihcae mah pakha ang angh o thuih; nihcae loe nawnto amkhueng o moe, khet patoekhaih hoiah tangbaeng ah ang tabaeng o.
He has attacked me with the keen glances of his eyes; with his sharp [spear] he has struck me [down] upon my knees; and they have run upon me with one accord.
11 Anih mah Sithaw panoek ai kaminawk ban ah ang paek moe, kahoih ai kaminawk ban ah ang vah.
For the Lord has delivered me into the hands of unrighteous men, and thrown me upon the ungodly.
12 Kamongah ka oh naah, anih mah kai amrosak; tahnong ah ang patawnh moe, apet pat hanah ang thuek pacoengah, kah han patoep ih ahmuen maeto baktiah ang suek.
When I was at peace he distracted me: he took me by the hair of the head, and plucked it out: he set me up as a mark.
13 Kalii kaat kop anih ih kaminawk mah kai ang takui o khoep moe, tahmenhaih tawn ai ah kaeng ah ang thun o; kai ih ahmuet tui to long ah ang kraih pae.
They surrounded me with spears, aiming at my reins: without sparing [me] they poured out my gall upon the ground.
14 Anih mah ahmaa maeto pacoeng maeto angsihsak moe, misatuh kami baktiah tha hoiah ang hmang.
They overthrew me with fall upon fall: they ran upon me in [their] might.
15 Ka nganhin nuiah kazii to ka huih moe, kaimah ih taki to maiphu thungah ka phum.
They sewed sackcloth upon my skin, and my strength has been spent on the ground.
16 Ka qah loiah ka mikhmai hae amro moe, ka miklakoek nuiah duekhaih to oh;
My belly has been parched with wailing, and darkness is on my eyelids.
17 toe ka ban ah sethaih hmuen tidoeh om ai; lawk ka thuihaih loe ciim.
Yet there was no injustice in my hands, and my prayer is pure.
18 Aw long, kai ih athii hae kraeng hmah; ka hanghaih lok loe natuek naah doeh anghak hmah nasoe!
Earth, cover not over the blood of my flesh, and let my cry have no place.
19 Khenah, vaihi kai hnukung van ah oh, kai angdoe haih kami doeh hmuensang ah oh.
And now, behold, my witness is in heaven, and my advocate is on high.
20 Kam puinawk mah ang pahnui o thuih, kai loe mikkhraetui hoiah ni Sithaw hmaa ah ka oh.
Let my supplication come to the Lord, and let mine eye weep before him.
21 Kami maeto mah ampui han tahmenhaih hnik pae baktih toengah, kami maeto mah Sithaw khaeah tahmenhaih na hni pae nahaeloe ka koeh.
Oh that a man might plead before the Lord, even [as] the son of man with his neighbor!
22 Saning akra ai ah, amlaem let han ai ih loklam to ka pazui han boeh.
But my years are numbered and [their end] come, and I shall go by the way by which I shall not return.
