Job 16
1 Job replied,
Yobu n’addamu nti,
2 “I've heard all this before. You are comforters who just cause trouble!
“Mpulidde ebintu bingi ebiri nga bino; mwenna muli mikwano gyange egitagasa.
3 Will your windy speeches never cease? What's bothering you that you have to answer me?
Ebigambo byammwe bingi, tebiikome? Kiki ekibaluma ne mutalekeraawo kuwakana?
4 I could talk like you do if you were in my place, stringing words together to criticize you, ridiculing you with a toss of my head.
Nange nandyogedde nga mmwe, singa mmwe mubadde mu kifo kyange; nandyogedde ebigambo ebisengeke obulungi ebibanyiga, ne mbanyeenyeza n’omutwe gwange.
5 I could build you up by my mouth speaking words; the movement of my lips would ease your pain.
Naye akamwa kange kandibazizzaamu amaanyi; ebigambo eby’essuubi okuva mu kamwa kange byandibaleetedde eddembe.
6 For me, if I speak it doesn't ease my pain, and if I don't speak the pain is still there.
“Ate bwe njogera, obulumi bwange tebuwona, bwe nsirika era busigalawo.
7 God, you have worn me out. You have destroyed my whole family.
Mazima ddala, Ayi Katonda, ommazeemu amaanyi; osaanyiririzzaawo ddala ennyumba yange yonna.
8 You have made me shrivel up, which is a witness against me; my thin body testifies against me.
Onsibye n’onyweza ekinnumiririza ddala, obukovvu bwange bwe bukulaga bwe ndi, kirabika ne ku maaso.
9 He has torn me apart in his anger; in his hostility he has gnashed his teeth at me; my enemy pierces me with his fierce look.
Katonda annumba n’obusungu bwe n’anjuzaayuza, annumira emba; omulabe wange antunuulira nkaliriza n’amaaso ge agafumita.
10 People stare at me with their mouths wide open, they slap me on my cheeks to mock me, they crowd around me to attack me.
Abantu bayasamya emimwa gyabwe ne bansekerera; bankuŋŋaanirako ne bankuba empi ku matama.
11 God has handed me over to evil people; he has thrown me into their hands.
Katonda ampaddeyo eri omukozi w’ebibi, era n’ansuula mu mikono gy’ababi.
12 I was living in peace and he smashed me to pieces. He grabbed me by the neck and dashed me to pieces. He set me up as his target.
Nnali bulungi, n’anjuzaamu wakati; yankwata ku nsingo n’ammenyamu. Anfudde ssabbaawa,
13 His archers surround me. His arrows pierce my kidneys without mercy. He pours out my gall on the ground.
abakubi b’obusaale banneetoolodde. Awatali kusaasira, afumita ensigo zange, omususa gwange ne guyiika ku ttaka.
14 Like a wall he breaks me down, breach upon breach, rushing at me like a warrior.
Annumba, emirundi n’emirundi, n’anfubutukirako ng’omulwanyi omuzira.
15 I have sown sackcloth to cover my skin; my strength lies broken in the dust.
“Neetungidde ebikutiya eby’okukungubagiramu, ne nkweka obwenyi bwange mu nfuufu.
16 My face is red from crying and dark shadows surround my eyes,
Nzenna mmyuse amaaso olw’okukaaba, ekisiikirize ekikwafu ennyo kyetoolodde amaaso gange,
17 although I have done nothing wrong and my prayer is pure.
newaakubadde ng’emikono gyange tegirina bibi bye gikoze, n’okusaba kwange nga kutukuvu.
18 Earth, do not cover up my blood. May my cry find no place to hide.
“Ggwe ensi, tobikka ku musaayi gwange; nneme okusirisibwa!
19 Look, right now my witness is in heaven; the one who speaks for me is on high.
Era kaakano omujulirwa wange ali mu ggulu; omuwolereza wange ali waggulu nnyo ddala.
20 My friends scorn me, but my eyes pour out tears to God.
Mikwano gyange bansekerera, amaaso gange nga gakulukusa amaziga eri Katonda.
21 I want my witness to speak for me with God as someone does for their friend.
Ku lw’omuntu, yeegayirira eri Katonda ng’omuntu bwe yeegayiririra mukwano gwe.
22 For in a few short years I shall go down that road from which I shall not return.
“Emyaka mitono eginaayitawo nga sinnakwata lugendo olw’obutadda.”
