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.
“Ndinosema upenyu hwangu chaihwo, naizvozvo ndicharega kunyarara pakunyunyuta kwangu ndigotaura mukushungurudzika kwemwoyo wangu.
2 I will say unto God, Do not condemn me; let me know for what cause thou contendest against me.
Ndichati kuna Mwari: Musandiwanira mhosva asi mundiudze mhaka yangu nemi.
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?
Ko, kundimanikidza kunokufadzai, kuti muzvidze basa ramaoko enyu, muchinyemwerera kurangano dzavakaipa here?
4 Hast thou eyes of flesh? or wilt thou see as a mortal seeth?
Ko, imi muna meso enyama here? Munoona sokuona kunoita munhu anofa here?
5 Are thy days as the days of a mortal, or are thy years as the days of a man,
Ko, mazuva enyu akaita seavaya vanofa, kana makore enyu samakore omunhu,
6 That thou inquirest after my iniquity, and searchest after my sin?
kuti muongorore mhosva yangu uye mutsvage chivi changu,
7 Still it is within thy knowledge that I am not wicked, and there is none that can deliver me out of thy hand.
kunyange muchiziva kuti handina mhosva, uye kuti hakuna anogona kundinunura paruoko rwenyu here?
8 Thy hands have carefully fashioned me and made me; every thing is in harmony all round about; and yet thou dost destroy me!
“Maoko enyu akandiumba uye akandigadzira. Zvino modzoka kuzondiparadza here?
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?
Rangarirai kuti makandiumba sevhu. Zvino mondidzoserazve kuvhu here?
10 Behold, like milk didst thou pour me out, and like cheese didst thou curdle me.
Hamuna kundidurura somukaka here uye mukandigwambisa sechizi,
11 With skin and flesh didst thou clothe me, and with bones and sinews didst thou cover me.
mukandifukidza neganda nenyama mukandisonanidza pamwe chete namapfupa namarunda here?
12 Life and kindness didst thou grant me, and thy providence watched over my spirit.
Makandipa upenyu mukandinzwira ngoni, uye nehanya yenyu mukachengeta mweya wangu.
13 And yet these things hadst thou treasured up in thy heart: I know that this was [resolved] within thee.
“Asi izvi ndizvo zvamakaviga mumwoyo menyu, uye ndinoziva kuti izvi zvaiva mupfungwa dzenyu.
14 If I have sinned, then dost thou watch me, and from my iniquity thou wilt not declare me guiltless.
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, I can still not lift up my head; I am sated with disgrace, and ever seeing my affliction;
Kana ndine mhosva, ndine nhamo! Kunyange dai ndisina mhosva, handingasimudzi musoro wangu, nokuti ndizere nenyadzi uye ndakanyura mukutambudzika kwangu.
16 And it constantly increaseth; like a fierce lion dost thou hunt for me; and again thou showest thyself continually wonderful on me;
Kana ndikasimudza musoro wangu, imi munondironda sezvinoita shumba, uyezve munoratidza simba renyu rinotyisa pamusoro pangu.
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.
Munouya nezvapupu zvenyu zvitsva kuzondipomera mhosva uye munowedzera hasha dzenyu pamusoro pangu, hondo dzenyu dzinondirwisa, mapoka namapoka.
18 Wherefore then didst thou bring me forth out of the womb? Oh that I had perished, and that no eye had seen me!
“Ko, zvino makandibudisirei mudumbu? Ndinoshuva kuti dai ndakafa hangu pasati pava neziso randiona.
19 That I were as though I had not been, —had been borne from the womb to the grave.
Dai chete ndakanga ndisina kumbovapo hangu, kana kuti ndakatakurwa ndichiendeswa kubwiro ndichangobva mudumbu ramai vangu!
20 Lo! my days are but few: cease, then, withdraw from me [thy hand], that I may recover my cheerfulness a little.
Ko, mazuva angu haasi mashoma ava kutopera here? Ibvai kwandiri kuti ndimbofara hangu kwakanguva,
21 Before I go, and return not, to the land of darkness and the shadow of death,
ndisati ndaenda kusingadzokwi, kunyika yerima nomumvuri wakadzama,
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.
kunyika yerima guru, yomumvuri wakadzama nenyonganyonga, iko kunoti kunyange chiedza chakangofanana nerima.”
