Job 16
1 Bvt Iob answered, and said,
To naah Job mah,
2 I haue oft times heard such things: miserable comforters are ye all.
to baktih loknawk ka thaih pop parai boeh; pathloephaih lok nang thuih o, toe poek amrosakkung ah ni na oh o boih.
3 Shall there be none ende of wordes of winde? or what maketh thee bold so to answere?
Avang ai loknawk to boeng thai ai boeh maw? Tipongah maw lok pathim hanah misa na hoih o?
4 I could also speake as yee doe: (but woulde God your soule were in my soules stead) I could keepe you company in speaking, and could shake mine head at you,
Kang doethaih ahmuen ah na oh o nahaeloe, na thuih o ih baktiah ka thuih thai toeng; lok hoi kang zoeh o thaih moe, lu kang haek o thuih thaih.
5 But I woulde strengthen you with my mouth, and the comfort of my lips should asswage your sorowe.
Toe ka pahni hoi tacawt pathloephaih lok mah nangcae poek mongsak hanah, thapaekhaih lok ni kang thuih o han.
6 Though I speake, my sorow can not be asswaged: though I cease, what release haue I?
Lok ka thuih cadoeh, ka nathaih hoihkhang ai; lokthui ai ah ka pauep cadoeh, hoih kuehaih om ai.
7 But now hee maketh mee wearie: O God, thou hast made all my congregation desolate,
Toe vaihi loe Anih mah kai angphosak boeh; ka imthung takoh boih nam rosak boeh.
8 And hast made me full of wrinkles which is a witnesse thereof, and my leannes ryseth vp in me, testifying the same in my face.
Ka nganhin loe angcu boih boeh, nganhin angcu loe kai hnukung ah oh; kai loe ka zaek keng boeh, ka nganhin zaekhaih loe kai hnukung ah oh hanah mikhmai kangtong ah angdoet tahang.
9 His wrath hath torne me, and hee hateth me, and gnasheth vpon mee with his teeth: mine enemie hath sharpened his eyes against me.
Sithaw palungbethaih mah kai hae angsih pet pet moe, ang pacaekthlaek; haa ang kaek thuih; ka misa mah miktamai hoiah ang khet.
10 They haue opened their mouthes vpon me, and smitten me on the cheeke in reproch; they gather themselues together against me.
Nihcae mah pakha ang angh o thuih; nihcae loe nawnto amkhueng o moe, khet patoekhaih hoiah tangbaeng ah ang tabaeng o.
11 God hath deliuered me to the vniust, and hath made mee to turne out of the way by the hands of the wicked.
Anih mah Sithaw panoek ai kaminawk ban ah ang paek moe, kahoih ai kaminawk ban ah ang vah.
12 I was in welth, but he hath brought me to nought: he hath taken me by the necke, and beaten me, and set me as a marke for himselfe.
Kamongah ka oh naah, anih mah kai amrosak; tahnong ah ang patawnh moe, apet pat hanah ang thuek pacoengah, kah han patoep ih ahmuen maeto baktiah ang suek.
13 His archers compasse mee rounde about: he cutteth my reines, and doth not spare, and powreth my gall vpon the ground.
Kalii kaat kop anih ih kaminawk mah kai ang takui o khoep moe, tahmenhaih tawn ai ah kaeng ah ang thun o; kai ih ahmuet tui to long ah ang kraih pae.
14 He hath broken me with one breaking vpon another, and runneth vpon me like a gyant.
Anih mah ahmaa maeto pacoeng maeto angsihsak moe, misatuh kami baktiah tha hoiah ang hmang.
15 I haue sowed a sackcloth vpon my skinne, and haue abased mine horne vnto the dust.
Ka nganhin nuiah kazii to ka huih moe, kaimah ih taki to maiphu thungah ka phum.
16 My face is withered with weeping, and the shadow of death is vpon mine eyes,
Ka qah loiah ka mikhmai hae amro moe, ka miklakoek nuiah duekhaih to oh;
17 Though there be no wickednesse in mine hands, and my prayer be pure.
toe ka ban ah sethaih hmuen tidoeh om ai; lawk ka thuihaih loe ciim.
18 O earth, couer not thou my blood, and let my crying finde no place.
Aw long, kai ih athii hae kraeng hmah; ka hanghaih lok loe natuek naah doeh anghak hmah nasoe!
19 For lo, now my witnesse is in the heauen, and my record is on hie.
Khenah, vaihi kai hnukung van ah oh, kai angdoe haih kami doeh hmuensang ah oh.
20 My friends speake eloquently against me: but mine eye powreth out teares vnto God.
Kam puinawk mah ang pahnui o thuih, kai loe mikkhraetui hoiah ni Sithaw hmaa ah ka oh.
21 Oh that a man might pleade with God, as man with his neighbour!
Kami maeto mah ampui han tahmenhaih hnik pae baktih toengah, kami maeto mah Sithaw khaeah tahmenhaih na hni pae nahaeloe ka koeh.
22 For the yeeres accounted come, and I shall go the way, whence I shall not returne.
Saning akra ai ah, amlaem let han ai ih loklam to ka pazui han boeh.
