Job 10
1 My soul is weary of my life; I will leave my complaint upon myself; I will speak in the bitterness of my soul.
“Ndinosema upenyu hwangu chaihwo, naizvozvo ndicharega kunyarara pakunyunyuta kwangu ndigotaura mukushungurudzika kwemwoyo wangu.
2 I will say unto God, Do not condemn me; shew me wherefore thou contendest with me.
Ndichati kuna Mwari: Musandiwanira mhosva asi mundiudze mhaka yangu nemi.
3 [Is it] good unto thee that thou shouldest oppress, that thou shouldest despise the work of thine hands, and shine upon the counsel of the wicked?
Ko, kundimanikidza kunokufadzai, kuti muzvidze basa ramaoko enyu, muchinyemwerera kurangano dzavakaipa here?
4 Hast thou eyes of flesh? or seest thou as man seeth?
Ko, imi muna meso enyama here? Munoona sokuona kunoita munhu anofa here?
5 [Are] thy days as the days of man? [are] thy years as man’s days,
Ko, mazuva enyu akaita seavaya vanofa, kana makore enyu samakore omunhu,
6 That thou enquirest after mine iniquity, and searchest after my sin?
kuti muongorore mhosva yangu uye mutsvage chivi changu,
7 Thou knowest that I am not wicked; and [there is] none that can deliver out of thine hand.
kunyange muchiziva kuti handina mhosva, uye kuti hakuna anogona kundinunura paruoko rwenyu here?
8 Thine hands have made me and fashioned me together round about; yet thou dost destroy me.
“Maoko enyu akandiumba uye akandigadzira. Zvino modzoka kuzondiparadza here?
9 Remember, I beseech thee, that thou hast made me as the clay; and wilt thou bring me into dust again?
Rangarirai kuti makandiumba sevhu. Zvino mondidzoserazve kuvhu here?
10 Hast thou not poured me out as milk, and curdled me like cheese?
Hamuna kundidurura somukaka here uye mukandigwambisa sechizi,
11 Thou hast clothed me with skin and flesh, and hast fenced me with bones and sinews.
mukandifukidza neganda nenyama mukandisonanidza pamwe chete namapfupa namarunda here?
12 Thou hast granted me life and favour, and thy visitation hath preserved my spirit.
Makandipa upenyu mukandinzwira ngoni, uye nehanya yenyu mukachengeta mweya wangu.
13 And these [things] hast thou hid in thine heart: I know that this [is] with thee.
“Asi izvi ndizvo zvamakaviga mumwoyo menyu, uye ndinoziva kuti izvi zvaiva mupfungwa dzenyu.
14 If I sin, then thou markest me, and thou wilt not acquit me from mine iniquity.
Kana ndakatadza, imi maizenge makanditarisa, uye hamaizotendera kudarika kwangu kuti kurege kurangwa.
15 If I be wicked, woe unto me; and [if] I be righteous, [yet] will I not lift up my head. [I am] full of confusion; therefore see thou mine affliction;
Kana ndine mhosva, ndine nhamo! Kunyange dai ndisina mhosva, handingasimudzi musoro wangu, nokuti ndizere nenyadzi uye ndakanyura mukutambudzika kwangu.
16 For it increaseth. Thou huntest me as a fierce lion: and again thou shewest thyself marvellous upon me.
Kana ndikasimudza musoro wangu, imi munondironda sezvinoita shumba, uyezve munoratidza simba renyu rinotyisa pamusoro pangu.
17 Thou renewest thy witnesses against me, and increasest thine indignation upon me; changes and war [are] against me.
Munouya nezvapupu zvenyu zvitsva kuzondipomera mhosva uye munowedzera hasha dzenyu pamusoro pangu, hondo dzenyu dzinondirwisa, mapoka namapoka.
18 Wherefore then hast thou brought me forth out of the womb? Oh that I had given up the ghost, and no eye had seen me!
“Ko, zvino makandibudisirei mudumbu? Ndinoshuva kuti dai ndakafa hangu pasati pava neziso randiona.
19 I should have been as though I had not been; I should have been carried from the womb to the grave.
Dai chete ndakanga ndisina kumbovapo hangu, kana kuti ndakatakurwa ndichiendeswa kubwiro ndichangobva mudumbu ramai vangu!
20 [Are] not my days few? cease [then, and] let me alone, that I may take comfort a little,
Ko, mazuva angu haasi mashoma ava kutopera here? Ibvai kwandiri kuti ndimbofara hangu kwakanguva,
21 Before I go [whence] I shall not return, [even] to the land of darkness and the shadow of death;
ndisati ndaenda kusingadzokwi, kunyika yerima nomumvuri wakadzama,
22 A land of darkness, as darkness [itself; and] of the shadow of death, without any order, and [where] the light [is] as darkness.
kunyika yerima guru, yomumvuri wakadzama nenyonganyonga, iko kunoti kunyange chiedza chakangofanana nerima.”
