< Job 16 >

1 Hahoi Job ni a pathung teh,
Then Job answered, and said:
2 Hot patet e hno teh, moikapap ka thai toe, nangmouh abuemlae lungpahawinae haiyah thathoenae hrum doeh.
I have often heard such things as these: you are all troublesome comforters.
3 Kahlî lawk teh poutnae ao maw, Hettelah pathung hane bang ni maw na tha a hmei sak.
Shall windy words have no end? or is it any trouble to thee to speak?
4 Ka kangduenae hmuen heh na kangduenae hmuen lah awm pawiteh, kai ni hai na dei awh e hah ka dei thai van han.
I also could speak like you: and would God your soul were for my soul. I would comfort you also with words, and would wag my head over you.
5 Hateiteh, ka pahni ni tha na o sak awh han. Ka pahni dawk hoi lungroumnae lawk ni na lungmathoenae a kahma sak han.
I would strengthen you with my mouth, and would move my lips, as sparing you.
6 Lawk ka dei nakunghai ka lungmathoenae roum sak thai hoeh. Duem ka o nakunghai bang alânae awm hoeh.
But what shall I do? If I speak, my pain will not rest: and if I hold my peace, it will not depart from me.
7 Hateiteh, ama ni na tawn sak teh, ka huikonaw puenghai kingdi sak toe.
But now my sorrow hath oppressed me, and all my limbs are brought to nothing.
8 Nama ni khakkatek teh, hot ni kai hanelah kapanuekkhaikung lah ao. Ka kamsoenae ni yon na pen teh, hot ni ka minhmai dawk ka panuek khai e lah ao.
My wrinkles bear witness against me, and a false speaker riseth up against my face, contradicting me.
9 A lungkhueknae ni rekrek na sei teh, na hmuhma. A hâkam na kata sin teh, ka taran ni na hmaiet.
He hath gathered together his fury against me, and threatening me he hath gnashed with his teeth upon me: my enemy hath beheld me with terrible eyes.
10 Pahni na ang sin awh teh, lungroukatetlah ka tangboung dawk na tambei. Kai na taran hanelah cungtalah a kamkhueng awh.
They have opened their mouths upon me, and reproaching me they have struck me on the cheek, they are filled with my pains.
11 Cathut ni Cathut banglah ka ngaihoeh naw koe na pâseng, tamikathoutnaw kut dawk na tâkhawng.
God hath shut me up with the unjust man, and hath delivered me into the hands of the wicked.
12 Kanawmcalah ka o eiteh, ama ni rekrek na bawng. Ka lahuen dawk na man teh, bengbeng na kahuet teh, rek ka kâbawng, kai teh tâkhawng hanelah ka o.
I that was formerly so wealthy, am all on a sudden broken to pieces: he hath taken me by my neck, he hath broken me, and hath set me up to be his mark.
13 Ahnie pala kakanaw ni na kalup awh. Ka lung poukkayawng lah na ka teh, na pahren hoeh, talai dawk ka hmu e tui hah a ka rabawk.
He hath compassed me round about with his lances, he hath wounded my loins, he hath not spared, and hath poured out my bowels on the earth.
14 Ka hmâ dawkvah patuen patuen hmâ na paca ka pahngawpahrak e ransanaw patetlah na cusin.
He hath torn me with wound upon wound, he hath rushed in upon me like a giant.
15 Ka vuen dawkvah, burihni ka khui sin teh, ka lû teh vaiphu dawk ka hruek.
I have sowed sackcloth upon my skin, and have covered my flesh with ashes.
16 Ka ka lawi vah ka minhmai a paling teh, ka mit dawk duenae tâhlip ao.
My face is swollen with weeping, and my eyelids are dim.
17 Ka kut dawk kahawihoehe hno kasake awm hoeh. Ka ratoumnae teh a thoung ei te.
These things have I suffered without the iniquity of my hand, when I offered pure prayers to God.
18 Oe talai, ka thipaling heh ramuk han haw. Ka kanae ni kâhatnae hmuen tawn hanh naseh.
O earth, cover not thou my blood, neither let my cry find a hiding place in thee.
19 Atu patenghai, kapanuekkhaikung teh a rasangnae koevah ao.
For behold my witness is in heaven, and he that knoweth my conscience is on high.
20 Ka huinaw ni na dudam awh. Cathut koe ka mitphi a lawng.
My friends are full of words: my eye poureth out tears to God.
21 Tami ni imri hanelah, a kâhei pouh e patetlah, oe Cathut koe na kâhet pouh hane awm haw pawiteh,
And O that a man might so be judged with God, as the son of man is judged with his companion!
22 Bangkongtetpawiteh, kum nâsittouh abaw hoehnahlan, bout ban hoeh nae lamthung dawk ka cei han telah ati.
For behold short years pass away and I am walking in a path by which I shall not return.

< Job 16 >