Job 3
1 After this Job opened his mouth, and cursed his day.
Ngemva kwalokho uJobe wavula umlomo wakhe waliqalekisa ilanga azalwa ngalo.
2 And Job answered and said,
Wathi:
3 Let the day perish in which I was born, and the night which said, There is a man-child conceived.
“Sengathi ilanga lokuzalwa kwami lingatshabalala, lalobobusuku okwathiwa, ‘Kuzelwe umfana!’
4 Let that day be darkness. Let not God from above seek for it, nor let the light shine upon it.
Lolosuku sengathi lungaphenduka ubumnyama; sengathi uNkulunkulu ophezulu angangalunanzi; lokukhanya kucime ngalo.
5 Let darkness and the shadow of death claim it for their own. Let a cloud dwell upon it. Let blackness come upon it.
Sengathi ubumnyama lethunzi elikhulu kungaluginya njalo; sengathi iyezi lingalusibekela; sengathi umnyama ungalugubuzela.
6 As for that night, let thick darkness seize upon it. Let it not rejoice among the days of the year. Let it not come into the number of the months.
Lobobusuku, sengathi ubumnyama bungabuthi jwamu; sengathi bungayekelwa ukubalwa kanye lezinsuku zomnyaka futhi bungangeniswa lakuyiphi inyanga.
7 Lo, let that night be barren. Let no joyful voice come in it.
Sengathi lobobusuku bungaba yinyumba; sengathi kungeze kwezwakala umsindo wentokozo ngalo.
8 Let them curse it who curse the day, who are ready to rouse up leviathan.
Sengathi labo abaqalekisa insuku bangaluqalekisa lolosuku, labo abazimisele ukuhlokoza uLeviyathani.
9 Let the stars of the twilight of it be dark. Let it look for light, but have none, nor let it behold the eyelids of the morning.
Sengathi izinkanyezi zalo zokusa zingafiphala; lulindele imini kube yize lungayiboni imisebe yokuqala yokusa,
10 Because it did not shut up the doors of my mother's womb, nor hide trouble from my eyes.
ngoba kaluyivalanga iminyango yesibeletho ngisiza ukufihla uhlupho emehlweni ami.
11 Why did I not die from the womb? Why did I not give up the spirit when my mother bore me?
Kungani ngingafanga ngizalwa, ngahle ngacitsha ngisaphuma esiswini na?
12 Why did the knees receive me? Or why the breast, that I should suck?
Kungani kwaba lamadolo okungemukela lamabele okungimunyisa na?
13 For now I should have lain down and been quiet. I should have slept. Then I would have been at rest
Ngoba manje ngabe ngilele ekuthuleni; ngabe ngisebuthongweni ekuphumuleni
14 with kings and counselors of the earth, who built waste places for themselves,
kanye lamakhosi lababusi bomhlaba, ababezakhele izindawo okwamanje sezingamanxiwa,
15 or with rulers who had gold, who filled their houses with silver.
kanye lamakhosana ayelegolide, egcwalise izindlu zawo ngesiliva.
16 Or I should have been as a hidden untimely birth, as infants that never saw light.
Kumbe kungani ngingathukuzwanga emhlabathini njengomphunzo na, njengosane oluvele lungazange lubone ukukhanya kosuku?
17 There the wicked cease from troubling, and there the weary are at rest.
Khonale ababi kabasaxokozeli, njalo khonale abakhatheleyo basekuphumuleni.
18 There the prisoners are at ease together. They do not hear the voice of the taskmaster.
Abathunjiweyo labo bazuza ukukhululeka; kabasakuzwa ukuhaladwa ngumtshayeli wabathunjiweyo.
19 The small and the great are there. And the servant is free from his master.
Abantukazana lezikhulu bakhonale, lesigqili siyakhululwa enkosini yaso.
20 Why is light given to him who is in misery, and life to the bitter in soul,
Kungani ukukhanya kuphiwa labo abasosizini na, lokuphila kulabo abalobuhlungu emphefumulweni,
21 who long for death, but it comes not, and dig for it more than for hid treasures,
kulabo abakhalela ukufa okungafikiyo, abakuthungathayo ukwedlula ingcebo efihliweyo,
22 who rejoice exceedingly, and are glad when they can find the grave?
abaphuphuma ngenjabulo bathokoza nxa sebefika engcwabeni?
23 Why is light given to a man whose way is hid, and whom God has hedged in?
Kungani impilo iphiwa umuntu ondlela yakhe ifihliwe, uNkulunkulu amhonqolozeleyo na?
24 For my sighing comes before I eat, and my groanings are poured out like water.
Ngoba ukububula sokuphenduke ukudla kwami kwansukuzonke; ukugomela kwami kuthululeka njengamanzi.
25 For the thing which I fear comes upon me, and that which I am afraid of comes to me.
Ebengikwesaba sekungehlele, obekungitshayisa ngovalo sekwenzakele kimi.
26 I am not at ease, nor am I quiet, neither have I rest, but trouble comes.
Kangilakho ukuchelesa, kangilakho ukuthula; kangilakuphumula, kodwa ukuhlupheka kuphela.”
