Job 10
1 My soul is weary of my life: I will give free course to my complaint; I will speak in the bitterness of my soul.
Kamae ka hringnae ka panuet. Ka phuenangnae ka pâpho ngala han. Ka hringnae a rek hoi lawk ka dei han.
2 I will say unto God, Do not condemn me; shew me wherefore thou strivest with me.
Cathut koe yon na pen hanh, bangdawkmaw na taran, na hmawt sak haw, telah ka ti han.
3 Doth it please thee to oppress, that thou shouldest despise the work of thy hands, and shine upon the counsel of the wicked?
Tami repcoungroe lahoi na kutsak tami hah dudam teh, tamikathoutnaw khokhang e hnâbokhaie heh, ahawi telah na pouk maw.
4 Hast thou eyes of flesh? or seest thou as man seeth?
Takthai e mit maw na tawn, tami ni a hmu e patetlah maw na hmu van maw.
5 Are thy days as the days of a mortal? are thy years as a man's days,
Namae hninnaw hai tami e hnin patetlah maw ao. Namae kumnaw teh, tami e hnin patetlah maw ao.
6 That thou searchest after mine iniquity, and inquirest into my sin;
tamikathout lah ka ohoehnae hah na panue eiteh, na kut dawk hoi ka rungngang thai e awm hoeh tie hah na panue nahlangva,
7 Since thou knowest that I am not wicked, and that there is none that delivereth out of thy hand?
Ka payonpakai e naw hah na tawng teh, ka yonnae hah na pâphue.
8 Thy hands have bound me together and made me as one, round about; yet dost thou swallow me up!
Namae na kut hoi na sak teh, ka kuepcingcalah na pathoup. Hateiteh, namae kut ni bout na raphoe.
9 Remember, I beseech thee, that thou hast made me as clay, and wilt bring me into dust again.
Nama ni talai e na sak tie hah na pahnim hoeh nahan ka kâhei, vaiphu lah maw bout na coung sak han.
10 Hast thou not poured me out as milk, and curdled me like cheese?
Nama ni sanutui patetlah na rabawk teh, sanutui kamkak patetlah na pahlawm nahoehmaw.
11 Thou hast clothed me with skin and flesh, and knit me together with bones and sinews;
Nama ni ka vuen hoi takthai na ramuk. Ka hru hoi ka tharui hoi na caksak nahoehmaw.
12 Thou hast granted me life and favour, and thy care hath preserved my spirit;
Nama ni ka hringnae hoi pahrennae na poe teh, na khetyawtnae ni ka muitha teh a lungmawng sak.
13 And these things didst thou hide in thy heart; I know that this was with thee.
Hete hnonaw heh na lungthin thung vah na hro teh, namae thung vah ao tie hah ka panue.
14 If I sinned, thou wouldest mark me, and thou wouldest not acquit me of mine iniquity.
Ka yon pawiteh nama ni na panue han. Ka payonpakai e dawk hoi na hlout sak hoeh.
15 If I were wicked, woe unto me! and righteous, I will not lift up my head, being [so] full of shame, and beholding mine affliction; —
Tamikathout lah kaawm pawiteh, yawthoe lah ka o han, tamikalan lah ka o nakunghai, minhmai kahawi kahmawt thai mahoeh. Kayayeirai hoi runae hoi kakawi e la ka o.
16 And it increaseth: thou huntest me as a fierce lion; and ever again thou shewest thy marvellous power upon me.
Ka kâoup pawiteh, ka matheng e Sendek patetlah, hmâ na ca sak. Kai taranlahoi takikathopounge bout na kamnue sak.
17 Thou renewest thy witnesses before me and increasest thy displeasure against me; successions [of evil] and a time of toil are with me.
Kai na ka taran hane ka panuekkhaie patuen patuen na tha teh, kai dawk na lungkuephoehnae na pung sak. Dumyennae hoi tarantuknae hah, kai koe pou ao.
18 And wherefore didst thou bring me forth out of the womb? I had expired, and no eye had seen me.
Bangdawkmaw camo im dawk hoi na tâcosak. Oe apinihai na hmawt laipalah kadout boi pawiteh;
19 I should be as though I had not been; I should have been carried from the womb to the grave.
Kaawmhoehe patetlah ka o han ei, Camo im thung hoi phuen lah ceikhai lah ka o han ei.
20 Are not my days few? cease then and let me alone, that I may revive a little,
Ka hninnaw heh, ka younca e nahoehmaw. Ka cei vaiteh bout ka ban thai hoeh nahanlah, duenae tâhlip hoi hmonae ram dawk ka cei hoehnahlan vah.
21 Before I go, and never to return, — to the land of darkness and the shadow of death;
Lungmawngnae dawngdeng hai ka hmu nahanelah, ka kâhat pawiteh, ka mahmawk na awm sak awh.
22 A land of gloom, as darkness itself; of the shadow of death, without any order, where the light is as thick darkness.
Ama lungpouk ka hmawt e, kingkahmawt e ram, duenae tâhlip patetlah, banghai ka awmhoeh e, angnae hai hmonae patetlah a onae hmuen koe, telah ati.
