Job 17
1 My spirit shall be wasted, my days shall be shortened, and only the grave remaineth for me.
“Umoya wami udabukile, insuku zami ziqunyiwe, ithuna lingimelele.
2 I have not sinned, and my eye abideth in bitterness.
Impela abaklolodayo bangihanqile; amehlo ami asehlezi elinde ulaka lwabo.
3 Deliver me O Lord, and set me beside thee, and let any man’s hand fight against me.
Ngipha, Oh Nkulunkulu, lesosibambiso osifunayo. Kambe ngubani omunye ongangenzela lesosibambiso na?
4 Thou hast set their heart far from understanding, therefore they shall not be exalted.
Usuzivalile ingqondo zabo kabasazwisisi; ngakho kawuzukubayekela bagiye.
5 He promiseth a prey to his companions, and the eyes of his children shall fail.
Nxa umuntu angaphika umngane wakhe ukuze ahlawulwe, amehlo abantwabakhe azafiphala.
6 He hath made me as it were a byword of the people, and I am an example before them.
UNkulunkulu usengenze ngaba yisiga ebantwini bonke, umuntu okhafulelwa ngabanye emehlweni.
7 My eye is dim through indignation, and my limbs are brought as it were to nothing.
Amehlo ami asethundubele ngosizi; umdumbu wami wonke usuyisithunzi nje.
8 The just shall be astonished at this, and the innocent shall be raised up against the hypocrite.
Abantu abaqotho kuyabanenga lokhu; abangelacala bayacaphuka ngabangakholwayo.
9 And the just man shall hold on his way, and he that hath clean hands shall be stronger and stronger.
Kungenani, abalungileyo bazabambelela ezindleleni zabo, kuthi labo abalezandla ezihlanzekileyo baqine.
10 Wherefore be you all converted, and come, and I shall not find among you any wise man.
Kodwa khathesi lina lonke ake lizame futhi! Kangiboni loyedwa ohlakaniphileyo kini.
11 My days have passed away, my thoughts are dissipated, tormenting my heart.
Sezidlule insuku zami, amacebo ami asedilikile, kunjalo lezifiso zenhliziyo yami.
12 They have turned night into day, and after darkness I hope for light again.
Lababantu bathatha ubusuku njengemini; bathi bebona ubumnyama bathi, ‘Ukukhanya sekusondele.’
Nxa ikhaya engilithembileyo lilingcwaba kuphela, nxa ngisendlala umbheda wami emnyameni, (Sheol h7585)
14 If I have said to rottenness: Thou art my father; to worms, my mother and my sister.
nxa ngisithi ekuboleni, ‘Baba,’ ngithi empethwini, ‘Mama’ kumbe ‘Dadewethu,’
15 Where is now then my expectation, and who considereth my patience?
pho lingaphi ithemba lami na? Ngubani ongabona ithemba ngami?
