Job 3
1 Afterward Iob opened his mouth, and cursed his day.
Pambuyo pake Yobu anatsekula pakamwa pake nayamba kutemberera tsiku limene iyeyo anabadwa.
2 And Iob cryed out, and sayd,
Ndipo Yobu anati:
3 Let the day perish, wherein I was borne, and the night when it was sayde, There is a man childe conceiued.
“Tsiku limene ine ndinabadwa litembereredwe ndi usiku umene ananena kuti, ‘Mwana wamwamuna wabadwa!’
4 Let that day bee darkenesse, let not God regarde it from aboue, neyther let the light shine vpon it,
Tsiku limenelo lisanduke mdima; Mulungu wa kumwambako asalilabadirenso; kuwala kusaonekenso pa tsikulo.
5 But let darkenesse, and the shadowe of death staine it: let the cloude remayne vpon it, and let them make it fearefull as a bitter day.
Mdima ndi mthunzi wa imfa zikhale pa tsiku limeneli; mtambo uphimbe tsikuli; mdima wandiweyani udetse kuwala kwake.
6 Let darkenesse possesse that night, let it not be ioyned vnto the dayes of the yeere, nor let it come into the count of the moneths.
Usiku umenewo ukutidwe ndi mdima wandiweyani; usawerengedwenso pamodzi ndi masiku a chaka, kapena kukhala pa mwezi wina uliwonse.
7 Yea, desolate be that night, and let no ioy be in it.
Usiku umenewo usabweretse chilichonse chabwino; kusamvekenso nthungululu za chikondwerero.
8 Let them that curse the day, (being readie to renue their mourning) curse it.
Odziwa kutemberera masiku alitemberere tsikulo, iwo amene akonzekera kuwutsa Leviyatani.
9 Let the starres of that twilight be dimme through darkenesse of it: let it looke for light, but haue none: neither let it see the dawning of the day,
Nyenyezi zake za mʼbandakucha zikhale mdima; tsikulo liyembekezere kucha pachabe ndipo lisaonenso kuwala koyamba kwa mʼbandakucha.
10 Because it shut not vp the dores of my mothers wombe: nor hid sorowe from mine eyes.
Pakuti tsiku limenelo ndiye ndinatuluka mʼmimba ya amayi anga ndipo ndi limene linandionetsa zovuta.
11 Why died I not in the birth? or why dyed I not, when I came out of the wombe?
“Bwanji ine sindinawonongeke pamene ndinkabadwa ndi kufa pamene ndimatuluka mʼmimba?
12 Why did the knees preuent me? and why did I sucke the breasts?
Chifukwa chiyani panali mawondo wondilandirirapo ndi mawere woti andiyamwitsepo?
13 For so shoulde I now haue lyen and bene quiet, I should haue slept then, and bene at rest,
Pakuti tsopano bwenzi ndili gone mwamtendere; ndikanakhala nditagona tulo ndili pa mpumulo
14 With the Kings and counselers of the earth, which haue buylded themselues desolate places:
pamodzi ndi mafumu ndi aphungu a dziko lapansi, amene anadzimangira nyumba zikuluzikulu zimene tsopano ndi mabwinja,
15 Or with the princes that had golde, and haue filled their houses with siluer.
pamodzi ndi olamulira amene anali ndi golide, amene anadzaza nyumba zawo ndi siliva.
16 Or why was I not hid, as an vntimely birth, either as infants, which haue not seene the light?
Kapena, bwanji sindinakwiriridwe pansi monga mwana wobadwa wakufa kale, ngati khanda limene silinaone kuwala kwa dzuwa?
17 The wicked haue there ceased from their tyrannie, and there they that laboured valiantly, are at rest.
Ku mandako anthu oyipa sakhalanso pa mavuto, ndipo kumeneko anthu otopa ali pa mpumulo.
18 The prisoners rest together, and heare not the voyce of the oppressour.
A mʼndende kumeneko akusangalala ndi mtendere; sakumvanso mawu ofuwula a kapitawo wa akapolo.
19 There are small and great, and the seruant is free from his master.
Anthu wamba ndi anthu apamwamba ali kumeneko, ndipo kapolo ndi womasuka kwa mbuye wake.
20 Wherefore is the light giuen to him that is in miserie? and life vnto them that haue heauie hearts?
“Chifukwa chiyani dzuwa limawalira iwo amene ali pa mavuto, ndipo moyo umapatsidwa kwa owawidwa mtima,
21 Which long for death, and if it come not, they would euen search it more then treasures:
kwa iwo amene amalakalaka imfa imene sibwera, amene amayifunafuna imfayo kupambana chuma chobisika,
22 Which ioy for gladnes, and reioyce, when they can finde the graue.
amene amakondwa ndi kusangalala akamalowa mʼmanda?
23 Why is the light giuen to the man whose way is hid, and whom God hath hedged in?
Chifuwa chiyani moyo umaperekedwa kwa munthu amene njira yake yabisika, amene Mulungu wamuzinga ponseponse?
24 For my sighing commeth before I eate, and my roarings are powred out like the water.
Mʼmalo moti ndidye, ndimalira, ndi kubuwula kwanga nʼkosalekeza.
25 For the thing I feared, is come vpon me, and the thing that I was afraid of, is come vnto me.
Chimene ndinkachiopa chandigwera; chimene ndinkachita nacho mantha chandichitikira.
26 I had no peace, neither had I quietnesse, neither had I rest, yet trouble is come.
Ndilibe mtendere kapena bata, ndilibe mpumulo, koma mavuto okhaokha.”
