Job 7
1 The life of man upon earth is a warfare, and his days are like the days of a hireling.
“Je, mwanadamu hana kazi ngumu duniani? Siku zake si kama zile za mtu aliyeajiriwa?
2 As a servant longeth for the shade, as the hireling looketh for the end of his work;
Kama mtumwa anavyovionea shauku vivuli vya jioni, au mtu aliyeajiriwa anavyoungojea mshahara wake,
3 So I also have had empty months, and have numbered to myself wearisome nights.
ndivyo nilivyogawiwa miezi ya ubatili, nami nimeandikiwa huzuni usiku hata usiku.
4 If I lie down to sleep, I shall say: When shall arise? and again I shall look for the evening, and shall be filled with sorrows even till darkness.
Wakati nilalapo ninawaza, ‘Itachukua muda gani kabla sijaamka?’ Usiku huwa mrefu, nami najigeuzageuza hadi mapambazuko.
5 My flesh is clothed with rottenness and the filth of dust, my skin is withered and drawn together.
Mwili wangu umevikwa mabuu na uchafu, ngozi yangu imetumbuka na kutunga usaha.
6 My days have passed more swiftly than the web is cut by the weaver, and are consumed without any hope.
“Siku zangu zinapita upesi kuliko mtande wa kufuma, nazo zinafikia mwisho wake bila matumaini.
7 Remember that my life is but wind, and my eyes shall not return to see good things.
Kumbuka, Ee Mungu, maisha yangu ni kama pumzi; macho yangu kamwe hayataona tena raha.
8 Nor shall the sight of man behold me: thy eyes are upon me, and I shall be no more.
Lile jicho linaloniona sasa halitaniona tena; utanitafuta, wala sitakuwepo.
9 As a cloud is consumed, and passeth away: so he that shall go down to hell shall not come up. (Sheol h7585)
Kama vile wingu liondokavyo na kutoweka, vivyo hivyo yeye ashukaye kaburini harudi tena. (Sheol h7585)
10 Nor shall he return my more into his house, neither shall his place know him any more.
Kamwe harudi tena nyumbani mwake; wala mahali pake hapatamjua tena.
11 Wherefore I will not spare my month, I will speak in the affliction of my spirit: I will talk with the bitterness of my soul.
“Kwa hiyo sitanyamaza; nitanena kutokana na maumivu makuu ya roho yangu, nitalalama kwa uchungu wa nafsi yangu.
12 Am I a sea, or a whale, that thou hast enclosed me in a prison?
Je, mimi ni bahari, au mnyama mkubwa mno akaaye vilindini, hata uniweke chini ya ulinzi?
13 If I say: My bed shall comfort me, and I shall be relieved speaking with myself on my couch:
Ninapofikiri kwamba kitanda changu kitanifariji, nacho kiti changu cha fahari kitapunguza malalamiko yangu,
14 Thou wilt frighten me with dreams and terrify me with visions.
ndipo wanitisha kwa ndoto na kunitia hofu kwa maono,
15 So that my soul rather chooseth hanging, and my bones death.
hivyo ninachagua kujinyonga na kufa, kuliko huu mwili wangu.
16 I have done with hope, I shall now live no longer: spare me, for my days are nothing.
Ninayachukia maisha yangu; nisingetamani kuendelea kuishi. Niache; siku zangu ni ubatili.
17 What is a man that thou shouldst magnify him? or why dost thou set thy heart upon him?
“Mwanadamu ni kitu gani hata umjali kiasi hiki, kwamba unamtia sana maanani,
18 Thou visitest him early in the morning, and thou provest him suddenly.
kwamba unamwangalia kila asubuhi na kumjaribu kila wakati?
19 How long wilt thou not spare me, nor suffer me to swallow down my spittle?
Je, hutaacha kamwe kunitazama, au kuniacha japo kwa kitambo kidogo tu?
20 I have sinned: what shall I do to thee, O keeper of men? why hast thou set me opposite to thee, and I am become burdensome to myself?
Ikiwa nimetenda dhambi, nimekufanyia nini, Ewe mlinzi wa wanadamu? Kwa nini umeniweka niwe shabaha yako? Je, nimekuwa mzigo kwako?
21 Why dost thou not remove my sin, and why dost thou not take away my iniquity? Behold now I shall sleep in the dust: and if thou seek me in the morning, I shall not be.
Kwa nini husamehi makosa yangu na kuachilia dhambi zangu? Kwa kuwa hivi karibuni nitalala mavumbini; nawe utanitafuta, wala sitakuwepo.”
