Job 30

1 But now people much younger than me laugh at me; people whose fathers I would not put to work with my sheepdogs.

Hianagi menina kasefa vahe'mo'za kiza zokago ke hunenante'za huhaviza hunante'naze. Ana kasefa vahe'mokizmi zamafahe'za nagri sipisipima kegavama nehaza kraramina zamagra kegava hugara osu'naze.

2 They are too weak to be any use to me; they're all worn-out.

Hagi nagrama zamagoana hankave'zamia omane'neanki'za nagrira e'za eme naza hugara osu'naze. Na'ankure hankavezmimo'a hago zamagripintira vagare'ne.

3 Thin through hunger and want, they try to eat the dry ground in the dark, desolate wilderness.

Ana vahe'mokizmia zamunte omanege'za, zamagaku nehu'za atre'za vu'za vahe omani ka'ma kokampi umani'ne'za, kenagera ne'zankura hake'za vano hu'naze.

4 There they pick desert herbs and the leaves of bushes, and eat the roots of broom trees.

Ana nehu'za trazampintira aka tra'zana hu'za nene'za, brumu zafamofo rafu'na'anena eri tasagi hu'za ne'naze.

5 They were driven out of the community.

Ana vahera kumapintira zamahe kasopenetre'za, kumzufa vaheku'ma nehazaza hu'za kezatizmante'naze.

6 People shouted after them as if they were thieves. They have to live in dangerous ravines, in caves and among the rocks.

Ana'ma hazage'za vu'za, tinkagomupine muri kampine, have kampine umani'naze.

7 They shout out like animals among the bushes; they huddle together in the weeds for shelter.

Anantegama umani'ne'za trazampi vano nehu'za, donki afu'mo'zama nehazaza hu'za ana trazampina eri tru hu'za mani'ne'za krafage hu'naze.

8 They are foolish, nameless people that have been driven from the land.

Hagi ana vahera zamagia omaneno neginagi vahe mani'nazanki'za zamahe kasopazage'za fre'naze.

9 Yet now they mock me in their songs; I have become a joke to them!

Hagi ana vahe'mokizmi mofavre naga'mo'za, nagirevare zagamera nehu'za, huhaviza hunante'naze. Ana nehu'za nagrikura kiza zokago ke hunante'za, nazeri nagaze hu'naze.

10 They despise and shun me; they don't hesitate to spit in my face.

Nagra zamagri zamavurera mago havi zaga manuge'za zamefi hunenami'za, nagritera erava'o nosu'za, navufi zamavetu ahenante'naze.

11 God has made my bowstring loose and humbled me.

Ati karima reragareaza huno Anumzamo'a knaza namino nazeri ante ravahege'za, nazano hunante'naku'ma haza zana amne hu'naze.

12 The rabble rise up against me, they send me running; like a city under siege they devise ways to destroy me.

Hazenke zama nehaza kasefa vahe'mo'za nazantmaga kazigatira oti'za, narotago hazage'na fre'na vano nehuge'za, kama vanufina krifu eme anaginte'naze.

13 They cut off my way of escape; they bring about my downfall and do this without anyone's help.

Nagri'ma nazeri haviza nehu'za keonke'zama eri kazigati maka zana nehu'za, kama nevufina eme rehiza nehu'za, zamagrama antahi'zana agri'ma azahu vahera omani'ne hu'za nehaze.

14 They come in through a wide breach; they rush in as the wall comes tumbling down.

Nagri'ma ha'ma hunantenaku'ma e'nazana vahe'mo'za, maka kazigati ankariserami'za e'za eme nazeri haviza hu'naze.

15 Terrors overcome me; my honor is blown away by the wind; my salvation vanishes like a cloud.

Ana hige'na menina tusi koro nehugeno, zaho'mo hampo erino viaza huno knare nagima e'neruazane fenozaninena erino vu'ne.

16 And now my life is ebbing away; every day despair grips me.

Hagi nagra menina hago fri'za nehugeno, natazamo'a maka zupa nazeri haviza nehie.

17 At night my bones are in agony; the pain gnaws at me and never stops.

Kenagera zaferinanimo'a tusi nata negrigeno, ana natazamo'a naterenora novie.

18 God grabs me roughly by my clothes; he pulls me by the collar of my shirt.

Anumzamo'a hankavenentake azantetira kukenagna huno rufitenante'ne. Ana hu'neno azantetira za'za kukenama antaninoa kenamofo nananke kama'are azerino nanankena nazeri pro hu'za nehie.

19 He has thrown me in the mud; he has humbled me like dust and ashes.

Ana huteno hapapi matevuno natrege'na, kugusopagna nehu'na tanefakna hu'noe.

20 God, I cry to you but you don't answer; I stand before you, but you don't even notice me.

Ana hige'na naza hananegu Anumzamoka kagritega krafagea hu'noanagi, keni'arera nona osu'nane. Ana nehunka kagri kavure oti'noanagi, nagrira kamefi hunami'nane.

21 You have turned cruel to me; you use your power to make me suffer.

Kagra karimpa ahenenantenka, hankavenentake kazanteti nazeri haviza nehane.

22 You pick me up and blow me along in the wind; tossing me about in the whirlwind.

Kagra kagigagi zaho atrankeno eno eme nazeri sga huno nefregenka, kagra ununko atrankeno eno eme nazeri haviza hu'ne.

23 I know you're taking me to my death, to the place where all the living go.

Ana'ma nehanke'na nagrama antahuana, kagra nahe fritenka hunantesnanke'na maka vahe'mo'zama fri'za nevaza kumatega vugahue hu'na nagesa antahi'noe.

24 Who would want to kick a man when he is down, when they cry for help in their time of trouble?

Hagi mago vahe'mo'ma knafima mani'neno'ma azahu zanku'ma krafama nehanigeno'a, tamagerfa huno mago'mo azana anteno aza hugahie.

25 Didn't I weep for those having hard times? Didn't I grieve at what the poor suffered?

Nagrama ko'ma knare hu'na mani'ne'na, knazampima mani'za vahekura zavira atenezmante'na, zamunte omane vahekura nagu'afina tusiza hu'na keke huzmante'noe.

26 But when I looked for good, only evil came, and when I waited for the light, all that came was darkness.

Hianagi nagritera knare'za fore hanie hu'nama amuha'ma hu'noa zana forera osigeno, kefo zamo nagritera ne-egeno, tavi masagu'ma avegama ante'noana omegeno hanizamo e'ne.

27 Inside I am in turmoil, it never stops; I face days of despair.

Nagu'amo'a hazenkefi manino ne-eno mani frua osu'ne. Ana higeno maka zupa natazamo nazeri havizantfa hu'ne.

28 I am so depressed; seeing the sun doesn't help. I stand up in the assembly and cry for help.

Nagrira knazamo rentrako higena hanizampi vano nehu'na, tavira onke'noe. Ana nehu'na kuma amu'nompima vahe'ma vano nehazafi mani'ne'na, iza naza hugahieha nehu'na zavira ate'noe.

29 I am like a brother to the jackals, a companion to owls.

Ana nehu'na zavi'matoa nagerumo'a, afi kramo'ene za'za agempunane namagu'ma ostritiema nehaza namamo'enema krafama neha'aza hu'ne.

30 My skin turns black on me; and my bones burn within me.

Navufgamo'a ru ko'nagifa nehegeno, zaferinanifintira tusi amuho nehuno teve rukaru hu'ne.

31 My lyre only plays sad songs, and my pipe is the voice of those who weep.

Nagra hapue nehaza zavena nehe'na, nasunku zagamera nehu'na, konkena nere'na zavi zagamera hu'noe.