Job 10
1 My soul is weary of my life; I will leave my complaint on myself; I will speak in the bitterness of my soul.
Ka pakhra mah ka hinghaih hmawt sut boeh; to pongah laisaephaih ai ah loe ka om thai ai, ka hingh patangkhanghaih hae nang khaeah kang thuih han.
2 I will say to God, Do not condemn me; show me why you contend with me.
Sithaw khaeah, Zaehaih na net hmah, tipongah misa ah nang suek loe, na thui ah, tiah ka naa han.
3 Is it good to you that you should oppress, that you should despise the work of your hands, and shine on the counsel of the wicked?
Minawk pacaekthlaek moe, na ban hoi sak ih hmuen to patoekhaih pacoengah, kasae kaminawk poekhaih to nang hoe haih maw?
4 Have you eyes of flesh? or see you as man sees?
Nang loe long taksa mik maw na tawnh? To tih ai boeh loe kami mah hnuk ih baktiah maw na hnuk?
5 Are your days as the days of man? are your years as man’s days,
Nang ih aninawk loe kadueh thaih kaminawk ih ani baktiah maw oh? Nang ih saningnawk doeh kami ih saning baktiah maw oh?
6 That you enquire after my iniquity, and search after my sin?
Tipongah ka sakpazaehaih hoi ka zaehaih to na pakrong loe?
7 You know that I am not wicked; and there is none that can deliver out of your hand.
Kai loe kasae kami na ai ni, tiah na panoek; mi mah doeh na ban thung hoi pahlong thai mak ai.
8 Your hands have made me and fashioned me together round about; yet you do destroy me.
Ka takpum boih hae na ban hoiah ni nang sak, ka tungkrang doeh nang ohsak; toe vaihi nam rosak han boeh maw?
9 Remember, I beseech you, that you have made me as the clay; and will you bring me into dust again?
Kai hae tangphrung long baktiah ni nang sak, tiah pahnet hmah; vaihi maiphu ah maw nam laemsak let han boeh?
10 Have you not poured me out as milk, and curdled me like cheese?
Kai hae maitaw tahnutui baktiah nang kraih moe, maitaw tahnutui kamkhawk baktiah nam khawksak boeh na ai maw?
11 You have clothed me with skin and flesh, and have fenced me with bones and sinews.
Kai hanah agan hoi ahin to nang khuksak moe, ahuh hoi thaquinawk hoiah nang zaeng.
12 You have granted me life and favor, and your visitation has preserved my spirit.
Hinghaih hoi tahmenhaih kai hanah nang paek, ka muithla hae nang khetzawn.
13 And these things have you hid in your heart: I know that this is with you.
Toe hae hmuennawk thui ai ah palung thungah na suek; na palung thungah hae hmuen hae oh, tiah ka panoek.
14 If I sin, then you mark me, and you will not acquit me from my iniquity.
Ka zae nahaeloe, ka zaehaih to na pakuem moe, ka zaehaih baktih toengah dan nang paek.
15 If I be wicked, woe to me; and if I be righteous, yet will I not lift up my head. I am full of confusion; therefore see you my affliction;
Kahoih ai kami ah ka oh nahaeloe, khosak bing boeh! Toenghaih hoi ka oh cadoeh, pakoehhaih ka hnu ai. Patangkhanghaih ka poek loiah ka zat sut boeh;
16 For it increases. You hunt me as a fierce lion: and again you show yourself marvelous on me.
kang thawk tahang naah, zoep ih hmawsaeng kaipui baktiah nang zoep moe, zitthok hmuen ka nuiah nam tuengsak.
17 You renew your witnesses against me, and increase your indignation on me; changes and war are against me.
Kai kasae thuih koeh kami na tawnh mangh, ka nuiah palungphuihaih na thap aep; kai tuk han koeh paroeai misa to nang zoh haih.
18 Why then have you brought me forth out of the womb? Oh that I had given up the ghost, and no eye had seen me!
Tipongah kam no zok thung hoiah nang tacawtsak loe? Ka duek ving nahaeloe, mi mah doeh na hnu mak ai.
19 I should have been as though I had not been; I should have been carried from the womb to the grave.
Kaom vai ai baktiah ka om ueloe, kam no zok thung hoiah taprong ah na caeh o haih tih.
20 Are not my days few? cease then, and let me alone, that I may take comfort a little,
Kai ih atue loe setta ah na ai maw oh boeh? Ka phak pacoengah kam laem let han ai ih prae, duekhaih tahlip mah khuk ih vinghaih prae ah ka caeh ai naah, nawnetta thung, kaimabueng monghaih hoiah ka oh hanah, na caeh taak ah,
21 Before I go from where I shall not return, even to the land of darkness and the shadow of death;
22 A land of darkness, as darkness itself; and of the shadow of death, without any order, and where the light is as darkness.
to prae loe aqum baktih khovinghaih prae, hmuen boih angmah ih ahmuen ah kaom ai, duekhaih tahlip ahmuen, aanghaih to vinghaih ah kaom prae ni, tiah ka thuih han, tiah anih mah pathim pae.
