Job 30
1 “And now, laughed at me, Have the younger in days than I, Whose fathers I have loathed to set With the dogs of my flock.
Toe vaihi loe kai pongah saning kanawk kaminawk mah ang pahnui o thuih, nihcae ampanawk loe ka panuet moe, tuutoep uinawk hoi nawnto suek han mataeng doeh ka koeh ai.
2 Also—the power of their hands, why [is it] to me? On them old age has perished.
Ue, nihcae ban thacakhaih loe kai han tidoeh avanghaih om ai, nihcae thacakhaih loe anghmat boih boeh.
3 With want and with harsh famine, They are gnawing a dry place [in] the recent night, [In] desolation and ruin,
Nihcae loe zok amthlam o pongah, minawk hoi angkom o ai; kami om ai angqai krang praezaek ah ni amhet o.
4 Those cropping mallows near a shrub, And their food [is] root of broom trees.
Kapring thungah phrohnawk to a aah o moe, caak hanah imphok kung tangzun to takaeh o.
5 They are cast out from the midst (They shout against them as a thief),
Nihcae loe kaminawk ohhaih ahmuen hoiah haek o moe, (kamqu hangh thuih baktih hangh o thuih; )
6 To dwell in a frightful place of valleys, Holes of earth and clefts.
tahawt thung ih cathaeng khaw thungah oh o moe, longkhaw thung hoi lungsong khaw thungah a oh o.
7 They groan among shrubs, They are gathered together under nettles.
Kapring thungah hrang baktiah hangh o moe, soekhring thungah nawnto amkhueng o.
8 Sons of folly—even sons without name, They have been struck from the land.
Nihcae loe kamthu caa ah oh o, ue, khosak kasae kaminawk ih caa ah oh o moe, prae thung hoi haek ih kaminawk ah oh o.
9 And now, I have been their song, And I am to them for a byword.
Vaihi loe nihcae mah laa ang sak o thuih; ue, nihcae mah kasae thuih ih kami ah ka oh boeh.
10 They have detested me, They have kept far from me, And from before me have not spared to spit.
Nihcae mah ang panuet o moe, kangthla ah ang oh o taak; ka mikhmai tamtui hoi pathoih hanah tongaah o ai.
11 Because He loosed His cord and afflicts me, And the bridle from before me, They have cast away.
Sithaw mah kalii hoiah ang kah moe, ang pacaekthlaek pongah, ka hmaa ah angsumhaih tawn o ai boeh.
12 A brood arises on the right hand, They have cast away my feet, And they raise up against me, Their paths of calamity.
Ka bantang bangah thendoengnawk angthawk o moe, ka khok hae ang cawh o; kai amrohaih loklam to a sak o.
13 They have broken down my path, They profit by my calamity: He has no helper.
Ka loklam to phraek o moe, kai amtimh hanah azom o; nihcae bomhkung mi doeh om ai.
14 They come as a wide breach, Under the desolation have rolled themselves.
Nihcae loe kalen pui akhaw thungah kakun tui baktiah, kai amrosak hanah tha hoi kai khaeah ang cawnh o.
15 He has turned terrors against me, It pursues my abundance as the wind, And as a thick cloud, My safety has passed away.
Zitthok hmuennawk to ka nuiah phak moe, takhi song baktiah ka hinghaih hnukah patom o; ka tawnh ih hmuenmae loe tamai baktiah anghmat boeh.
16 And now, in me my soul pours itself out, Days of affliction seize me.
Vaihi ka palungthin koih boeh moe, patangkhanghaih aninawk mah ang naeh boeh.
17 [At] night my bone has been pierced in me, And my gnawing [pain] does not lie down.
Aqum mah ka huh hae thunh moe, thaqui kana ka pauep thai ai boeh.
18 By the abundance of power, Is my clothing changed, As the mouth of my coat it girds me.
Ka nathaih nung parai pongah, kaimah ih khubuen mah zaeng ih baktih toengah, ang zaeng caeng.
19 Casting me into mire, And I have become like dust and ashes.
Anih mah tangnong thungah ang nuih, kai loe maiphu hoi tavai baktiah ni ka oh sut boeh.
20 I cry to You, And You do not answer me, I have stood, and You consider me.
Ka Angraeng Nang khaeah ka qah, toe nang pathim ai; kang doet tahang, toe tiah doeh nang sah ai.
21 You are turned to be fierce to me, With the strength of Your hand, You oppress me.
Ka nuiah tahmenhaih na tawn ai; thacakhaih na ban hoiah nang pacaekthlaek.
22 You lift me up, You cause me to ride on the wind, And You melt—You level me.
Kai hae nang toengh tahang moe, takhi to nang thuengsak pongah, ka takpum hae nam rosak ving boeh.
23 For I have known You bring me back [to] death, And [to] the house appointed for all living.
Kahing kaminawk boih hanah na sak pae ih im hoi duekhaih thungah, nang caeh haih tih, tiah ka panoek.
24 Surely not against the heap Does He send forth the hand, Though they have safety in its ruin.
Sithaw mah amrohaih phaksak hanah ban phok naah, nihcae mah tahmenhaih hni o langla cadoeh, atho om ai boeh.
25 Did I not weep for him whose day is hard? My soul has grieved for the needy.
Raihaih tongh kami to ka qah haih ai maw? Amtang kami palung ka sae haih ai maw?
26 When I expected good, then comes evil, And I wait for light, and darkness comes.
Kahoih hmuen ka zing naah, kasae hmuen to angzoh; aanghaih ka zing naah, vinghaih to angzoh.
27 My bowels have boiled, and have not ceased, Days of affliction have gone before me.
Kai ih pathin loe bet moe, anghakhaih om ai; patangkhanghaih aninawk loe kai tongh hanah angzoh o.
28 I have gone mourning without the sun, I have risen, I cry in an assembly.
Niduem naah palungsethaih hoiah ka oh; kaminawk amkhuenghaih ahmuen ah kang doet moe, ka hang.
29 I have been a brother to dragons, And a companion to daughters of the ostrich.
Kai loe pahui puinawk ih nawkamya ah ka oh moe, bukbuhnawk ih ampui ah ka oh.
30 My skin has been black on me, And my bone has burned from heat,
Ka nganhin loe amnum moe, ka huhnawk doeh kabae thuih pa ai boeh.
31 And my harp becomes mourning, And my pipe the sound of weeping.”
Kai ih katoeng loe palungsethaih ah angcoeng boeh, kai ih tamoi doeh qahhaih lok ah ni angcoeng ving boeh.
