Job 16
1 And Job made answer and said,
To naah Job mah,
2 Such things have frequently come to my ears: you are comforters who only give trouble.
to baktih loknawk ka thaih pop parai boeh; pathloephaih lok nang thuih o, toe poek amrosakkung ah ni na oh o boih.
3 May words which are like the wind be stopped? or what is troubling you to make answer to them?
Avang ai loknawk to boeng thai ai boeh maw? Tipongah maw lok pathim hanah misa na hoih o?
4 It would not be hard for me to say such things if your souls were in my soul's place; joining words together against you, and shaking my head at you:
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.
5 I might give you strength with my mouth, and not keep back the comfort of my lips.
Toe ka pahni hoi tacawt pathloephaih lok mah nangcae poek mongsak hanah, thapaekhaih lok ni kang thuih o han.
6 If I say what is in my mind, my pain becomes no less: and if I keep quiet, how much of it goes from me?
Lok ka thuih cadoeh, ka nathaih hoihkhang ai; lokthui ai ah ka pauep cadoeh, hoih kuehaih om ai.
7 But now he has overcome me with weariness and fear, and I am in the grip of all my trouble.
Toe vaihi loe Anih mah kai angphosak boeh; ka imthung takoh boih nam rosak boeh.
8 It has come up as a witness against me, and the wasting of my flesh makes answer to my face.
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.
9 I am broken by his wrath, and his hate has gone after me; he has made his teeth sharp against me: my haters are looking on me with cruel eyes;
Sithaw palungbethaih mah kai hae angsih pet pet moe, ang pacaekthlaek; haa ang kaek thuih; ka misa mah miktamai hoiah ang khet.
10 Their mouths are open wide against me; the blows of his bitter words are falling on my face; all of them come together in a mass against me.
Nihcae mah pakha ang angh o thuih; nihcae loe nawnto amkhueng o moe, khet patoekhaih hoiah tangbaeng ah ang tabaeng o.
11 God gives me over to the power of sinners, sending me violently into the hands of evil-doers.
Anih mah Sithaw panoek ai kaminawk ban ah ang paek moe, kahoih ai kaminawk ban ah ang vah.
12 I was in comfort, but I have been broken up by his hands; he has taken me by the neck, shaking me to bits; he has put me up as a mark for his arrows.
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.
13 His bowmen come round about me; their arrows go through my body without mercy; my life is drained out on the earth.
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.
14 I am broken with wound after wound; he comes rushing on me like a man of war.
Anih mah ahmaa maeto pacoeng maeto angsihsak moe, misatuh kami baktiah tha hoiah ang hmang.
15 I have made haircloth the clothing of my skin, and my horn is rolled in the dust.
Ka nganhin nuiah kazii to ka huih moe, kaimah ih taki to maiphu thungah ka phum.
16 My face is red with weeping, and my eyes are becoming dark;
Ka qah loiah ka mikhmai hae amro moe, ka miklakoek nuiah duekhaih to oh;
17 Though my hands have done no violent acts, and my prayer is clean.
toe ka ban ah sethaih hmuen tidoeh om ai; lawk ka thuihaih loe ciim.
18 O earth, let not my blood be covered, and let my cry have no resting-place!
Aw long, kai ih athii hae kraeng hmah; ka hanghaih lok loe natuek naah doeh anghak hmah nasoe!
19 Even now my witness is in heaven, and the supporter of my cause is on high.
Khenah, vaihi kai hnukung van ah oh, kai angdoe haih kami doeh hmuensang ah oh.
20 My friends make sport of me; to God my eyes are weeping,
Kam puinawk mah ang pahnui o thuih, kai loe mikkhraetui hoiah ni Sithaw hmaa ah ka oh.
21 So that he may give decision for a man in his cause with God, and between a son of man and his neighbour.
Kami maeto mah ampui han tahmenhaih hnik pae baktih toengah, kami maeto mah Sithaw khaeah tahmenhaih na hni pae nahaeloe ka koeh.
22 For in a short time I will take the journey from which I will not come back.
Saning akra ai ah, amlaem let han ai ih loklam to ka pazui han boeh.
