Job 10
1 My soul is disgusted with my life; I will give free vent to my complaint over 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 unto God, Do not condemn me; let me know for what cause thou contendest against me.
Sithaw khaeah, Zaehaih na net hmah, tipongah misa ah nang suek loe, na thui ah, tiah ka naa han.
3 Is it well for thee that thou shouldst oppress, that thou shouldst reject the labor of thy hands, and shed light upon 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 Hast thou eyes of flesh? or wilt thou see as a mortal seeth?
Nang loe long taksa mik maw na tawnh? To tih ai boeh loe kami mah hnuk ih baktiah maw na hnuk?
5 Are thy days as the days of a mortal, or are thy years as the days of a man,
Nang ih aninawk loe kadueh thaih kaminawk ih ani baktiah maw oh? Nang ih saningnawk doeh kami ih saning baktiah maw oh?
6 That thou inquirest after my iniquity, and searchest after my sin?
Tipongah ka sakpazaehaih hoi ka zaehaih to na pakrong loe?
7 Still it is within thy knowledge that I am not wicked, and there is none that can deliver me out of thy hand.
Kai loe kasae kami na ai ni, tiah na panoek; mi mah doeh na ban thung hoi pahlong thai mak ai.
8 Thy hands have carefully fashioned me and made me; every thing is in harmony all round about; and yet thou dost 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 thee, that as though I were clay hast thou made me; and wilt thou cause me to return again unto the dust?
Kai hae tangphrung long baktiah ni nang sak, tiah pahnet hmah; vaihi maiphu ah maw nam laemsak let han boeh?
10 Behold, like milk didst thou pour me out, and like cheese didst thou curdle me.
Kai hae maitaw tahnutui baktiah nang kraih moe, maitaw tahnutui kamkhawk baktiah nam khawksak boeh na ai maw?
11 With skin and flesh didst thou clothe me, and with bones and sinews didst thou cover me.
Kai hanah agan hoi ahin to nang khuksak moe, ahuh hoi thaquinawk hoiah nang zaeng.
12 Life and kindness didst thou grant me, and thy providence watched over my spirit.
Hinghaih hoi tahmenhaih kai hanah nang paek, ka muithla hae nang khetzawn.
13 And yet these things hadst thou treasured up in thy heart: I know that this was [resolved] within thee.
Toe hae hmuennawk thui ai ah palung thungah na suek; na palung thungah hae hmuen hae oh, tiah ka panoek.
14 If I have sinned, then dost thou watch me, and from my iniquity thou wilt not declare me guiltless.
Ka zae nahaeloe, ka zaehaih to na pakuem moe, ka zaehaih baktih toengah dan nang paek.
15 If I be wicked, woe unto me: and if I be righteous, I can still not lift up my head; I am sated with disgrace, and ever seeing 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 And it constantly increaseth; like a fierce lion dost thou hunt for me; and again thou showest thyself continually wonderful on me;
kang thawk tahang naah, zoep ih hmawsaeng kaipui baktiah nang zoep moe, zitthok hmuen ka nuiah nam tuengsak.
17 Thou ever renewest thy witnesses against me, and causest thy indignation to grow strong against me; changes and multitudes [of sufferings] are around 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 Wherefore then didst thou bring me forth out of the womb? Oh that I had perished, and that 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 That I were as though I had not been, —had been borne 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 Lo! my days are but few: cease, then, withdraw from me [thy hand], that I may recover my cheerfulness 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, and return not, to the land of darkness and the shadow of death,
22 A land of utter gloom, as of the darkness of the shadow of death, without any order, and the light of which is like utter gloom.
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.
