Job 16
1 But Job answered and said,
To naah Job mah,
2 I have heard many such things: poor comforters are you all.
to baktih loknawk ka thaih pop parai boeh; pathloephaih lok nang thuih o, toe poek amrosakkung ah ni na oh o boih.
3 What! is there any reason in vain words? or what will hinder you from answering?
Avang ai loknawk to boeng thai ai boeh maw? Tipongah maw lok pathim hanah misa na hoih o?
4 I also will speak as you [do]: if indeed your soul were in my [soul's] stead, then would I insult you with words, and I would shake my 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 And would there were strength in my mouth, and I would not spare the movement of my lips.
Toe ka pahni hoi tacawt pathloephaih lok mah nangcae poek mongsak hanah, thapaekhaih lok ni kang thuih o han.
6 For if I should speak, I shall not feel the pain of my wound: and if I should be silent, how shall I be wounded the less?
Lok ka thuih cadoeh, ka nathaih hoihkhang ai; lokthui ai ah ka pauep cadoeh, hoih kuehaih om ai.
7 But now he has made me weary, and a worn-out fool; and you have laid hold of me.
Toe vaihi loe Anih mah kai angphosak boeh; ka imthung takoh boih nam rosak boeh.
8 My falsehood has become a testimony, and has risen up against me: it has confronted me to 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 In his anger he has cast me down; he has gnashed his teeth upon me: the weapons of his robbers have fallen upon me.
Sithaw palungbethaih mah kai hae angsih pet pet moe, ang pacaekthlaek; haa ang kaek thuih; ka misa mah miktamai hoiah ang khet.
10 He has attacked me with the keen glances of his eyes; with his sharp [spear] he has struck me [down] upon my knees; and they have run upon me with one accord.
Nihcae mah pakha ang angh o thuih; nihcae loe nawnto amkhueng o moe, khet patoekhaih hoiah tangbaeng ah ang tabaeng o.
11 For the Lord has delivered me into the hands of unrighteous men, and thrown me upon the ungodly.
Anih mah Sithaw panoek ai kaminawk ban ah ang paek moe, kahoih ai kaminawk ban ah ang vah.
12 When I was at peace he distracted me: he took me by the hair of the head, and plucked it out: he set me up as a mark.
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 They surrounded me with spears, aiming at my reins: without sparing [me] they poured out my gall upon 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 They overthrew me with fall upon fall: they ran upon me in [their] might.
Anih mah ahmaa maeto pacoeng maeto angsihsak moe, misatuh kami baktiah tha hoiah ang hmang.
15 They sewed sackcloth upon my skin, and my strength has been spent on the ground.
Ka nganhin nuiah kazii to ka huih moe, kaimah ih taki to maiphu thungah ka phum.
16 My belly has been parched with wailing, and darkness is on my eyelids.
Ka qah loiah ka mikhmai hae amro moe, ka miklakoek nuiah duekhaih to oh;
17 Yet there was no injustice in my hands, and my prayer is pure.
toe ka ban ah sethaih hmuen tidoeh om ai; lawk ka thuihaih loe ciim.
18 Earth, cover not over the blood of my flesh, and let my cry have no place.
Aw long, kai ih athii hae kraeng hmah; ka hanghaih lok loe natuek naah doeh anghak hmah nasoe!
19 And now, behold, my witness is in heaven, and my advocate is on high.
Khenah, vaihi kai hnukung van ah oh, kai angdoe haih kami doeh hmuensang ah oh.
20 Let my supplication come to the Lord, and let mine eye weep before him.
Kam puinawk mah ang pahnui o thuih, kai loe mikkhraetui hoiah ni Sithaw hmaa ah ka oh.
21 Oh that a man might plead before the Lord, even [as] the son of man with his neighbor!
Kami maeto mah ampui han tahmenhaih hnik pae baktih toengah, kami maeto mah Sithaw khaeah tahmenhaih na hni pae nahaeloe ka koeh.
22 But my years are numbered and [their end] come, and I shall go by the way by which I shall not return.
Saning akra ai ah, amlaem let han ai ih loklam to ka pazui han boeh.
