Job 7
1 Is there not a limited time of service to a mortal upon the earth? Are not his days also like the days of a hired laborer?
Talaivan dawkvah tami hanelah thaw ka ru e thaw a onae tueng ouk ao nahoehmaw, a hninnaw hai kutkapânaw e hnin patetlah awm hoeh namaw.
2 As a servant eagerly longeth for the shadow, and as a hired laborer hopeth for his reward:
Tâhlip dik ka doun e san patetlah, kutkapânaw ni kutphu hmu han a ngai hawi e patetlah.
3 So was I compelled to possess months of vanity, and nights of trouble were counted out unto me.
Bang hoeh e dawk thapa moikapap lah ka hno teh, khohmo runae naw hah kai hanelah ao toe.
4 When I He down, I say, When shall I arise, and the night be gone? and I am wearied with tossings about till the dawn of day.
Ka i na koehoi, nâtuek maw ka thaw han. Karum heh baw nah lawiseh ka ti. Bangkongtetpawiteh, khodai totouh kamhmei kamlang hoi ka o.
5 My flesh is covered with worms and clods of dust: my skin is burst open, and become loathsome.
Ka takthai teh, pâri hoi songnawng ni muen na kayo teh, ka vuen hai cupei teh koung a kâhnoum.
6 My days hasten away more swiftly than a weaver's shuttle, and they come to an end in the absence of hope.
Ka hninnaw teh, hnikawngnae yawngyen hlak hai a rang teh, ngaihawinae awm laipalah a loum.
7 Oh remember that nothing but a breath is my life; that my eye will not again see happiness;
Ka hringnae teh kahlî doeh tie hah pahnim hanh, ka mit ni ahawinae bout hmawt mahoeh toe.
8 The eye of him that seeth me now will not behold me again: [thou fixest] thy eyes upon me, and I am no more.
Na kahmawtnaw e mit ni bout na hmawt mahoeh toe. Na mit ka tak dawk a um navah, kaawm mahoeh toe.
9 As the cloud vanisheth and passeth away: so will he that goeth down to the nether world not come up again. (Sheol h7585)
Tâmai kâhin teh, a kahma e patetlah, duenae tangkom thung ka cet e ni bout ban mahoeh toe. (Sheol h7585)
10 He will return no more to his house, and his place will not recognize him any more.
A im vah bout ban hoeh vaiteh, a onae hmuen ni ama teh panuek mahoeh toe.
11 Therefore will I also not restrain my mouth: I will speak in the anguish of my spirit: I will complain in the bitterness of my soul.
Hatdawkvah ka pahni ka cakuep mahoeh. Ka muitha rek na laihoi ka dei vaiteh, kakhat e ka hringnae hoi lai ka roe han.
12 Am I a sea, or a monster, that thou settest a watch over me?
Kai teh, talî lah maw ka tho. Nahoeh pawiteh, talî dawk e khorui lah maw ka tho teh, na karingkung hah na ta pouh.
13 For should I say, My bed shall comfort me, my couch shall help me bear my complaint:
Ka ikhun ni ka ngai a mawng sak han. Ka yannae ikhun ni ka phuenangnae a roum sak han telah ka ti navah,
14 Then wouldst thou frighten me with dreams, and with visions wouldst thou terrify me;
Tangmin mang lahoi na pakhi teh, kamnuenae lahoi kai na kalue sak.
15 So that my soul would choose strangling, death rather than these limbs of mine.
Ka hringnae ni ka lahuen a kara hoi duenae hah, ka takthai ni a ngaihnawn.
16 I loathe it; I cannot live for ever: let me alone; for my days are but nought.
Ka hringnae he ka hnueai teh, yungyoe ka hring mahoeh. Kama dueng na awm sak awh. Bangkongtetpawiteh, ka hringnae teh a kahû lah doeh ao.
17 What is the mortal, that thou shouldst make him great? and that thou shouldst direct thy heart toward him?
Tami he banglamaw ao teh, hettelah na tawmrasang teh, a lathueng vah na lungthin pou na ta.
18 And that thou shouldst visit him every morning, probe him every moment?
Amon tangkuem na tho sin teh, nâtuek e atueng dawk hai pou na tanouk.
19 How long wilt thou not turn thy regard from me, nor let; me loose till I swallow down my spittle?
Nâtuek hai na kamlang takhai laipalah, pou na khet vaiteh, ka tamtui ka padoun nahai ka madueng na tat hoeh.
20 If I have sinned, what [injury] can I cause unto thee, O thou Guardian of men? why hast thou set me as an object for thee to strike at, so that I am become a burden to myself?
Yonnae ka tawn maw, oe taminaw ka ring e, nang lathueng vah bangmaw ka sak. Bangdawkmaw na hmaitung vah telah na o sak teh, kama hoi kama hnori lah na o sak.
21 And why wilt thou not forgive my transgression, and let my iniquity pass away? for soon must I lie down in the dust; and thou wilt seek for me, but I shall be no more.
Bangdawkmaw na kâ ka eknae hah na ngaithoum laipalah, ka payonpakainae hah na lat pouh hoeh. Bangkongtetpawiteh, vaiphu dawk ka i vaiteh, nama ni kai na tawng han, hatei kaawm mahoeh toe atipouh.
