Job 10
1 "My soul is weary of my life. I will give free course to my complaint. I will speak in the bitterness of my soul.
Kahinkho hi kahechen tai, lhangphong tah in kiphin inge, kahin gentheina jeh a hi kiphin ding ahi.
2 I will tell God, 'Do not condemn me. Show me why you contend with me.
Pathen koma ima hilouvin nei themmo sah hih in kati ding ahi. Keidouna mona eihin lhut khum peh ding chu nei seipeh in.
3 Is it good to you that you should oppress, that you should despise the work of your hands, and smile on the counsel of the wicked?
Kei nei suhgenthei na chu ipi phatchomna naneijem? Nakhut monga nasemsa keihi ibola nei paidoh ham? Migilou thilgon chunga meheuva naumpet nahi.
4 Do you have eyes of flesh? Or do you see as man sees?
Namit teni hi mihemte mit tobang hija, mihem hon amuthei hou bou hi namu thei ham?
5 Are your days as the days of mortals, or your years as man's years,
Nahinkho hi mihem hinkho chanbep bou saova ham? Nahinkho hi chomlheh jenga ham?
6 that you inquire after my iniquity, and search after my sin?
Hijeh chun kathemmo naho kintah in neikhol chil peh in lang chule kachonsetna nahol hol jeng ding ham?
7 Although you know that I am not wicked, there is no one who can deliver out of your hand.
Themmona bei kahi nahet jeng vang'in nakhut teni a konin koiman eihuhdoh jou ponte.
8 "'Your hands have framed me and fashioned me altogether, yet you destroy me.
Nakhut tenia neigonna neisem ahijeng vang'in tun nei sumang hel tai.
9 Remember, I beg you, that you have fashioned me as clay. Will you bring me into dust again?
Leivuija konna neisem ahi, neigeldoh in lang, leivui nei nungso sah loi kit ding ham?
10 Haven't you poured me out like milk, and curdled me like cheese?
Nangin kathilgon hoa neipui hoijin, chule naobu a neigong in ahi.
11 You have clothed me with skin and flesh, and knit me together with bones and sinews.
Katahsa leh kavunin neitomin, kagu le kachang ho neijop mat peh in,
12 You have granted me life and loving kindness. Your visitation has preserved my spirit.
Nangin hinkho neipen chule nangailutna thonlou neimu sah in; ame hoidamna noija kahinkho neihoitup peh e.
13 Yet you hid these things in your heart. I know that this is with you:
Ahijeng vang'in nachaloh dan adih tah, nathilgon dihtah ho,
14 if I sin, then you mark me. You will not acquit me from my iniquity.
Nangin neivet lhih jinga chule kachonsetna ahileh kachonsetna chu nei ngaidam pon nate.
15 If I am wicked, woe to me. If I am righteous, I still shall not lift up my head, being filled with disgrace, and conscious of my affliction.
Kachonset khah a ahileh keija dinga phamo lheh jeng ahin, chule nolna bei hijeng jong leng kalu kadomsang theipoi. Ajeh chu jachatna leh gentheinan eikidip letset e.
16 And if I lift myself up, you hunt me like a lion. Again you show yourself powerful to me.
Ijem tin kalu domsang taleng, nangin keipi bahkai sadel bangin neidellin natin, keidouna a kichat tijat naumna nathanei nachuneimu sah bep ding ahi.
17 You renew your witnesses against me, and increase your indignation on me. Changes and warfare are with me.
Kei douna a nanatoh chu avel vellin nahet tohsah jin, nalung hanna khang toujing chun kachunga neisun khumin chule kei dou dingin sepai hon thah thah nahin puilut ji'e.
18 "'Why, then, have you brought me forth out of the womb? I wish I had given up the spirit, and no eye had seen me.
Chuti chu ahileh ipi dinga kanu naobua konna nei lahdoh ham? Kapenna chu ipi dinga nei thiden sah lou ham?
19 I should have been as though I had not been. I should have been carried from the womb to the grave.
Chutile ahung peng khalou hel kabah a naobua konna jangkeija lhahkhuh anache tadinga,
20 Aren't my days few? Cease then. Leave me alone, that I may find a little comfort,
Keiman nikho lhomcha bou kanei ahitan hijeh chun kachangin nei dalha tan phat chomcha khat beh nopsahna phat kanei nadingin,
21 before I go where I shall not return from, to the land of darkness and of the shadow of death;
Kile kit lou dinga kadalhah a khojin le muthim lhangkhal kiheh nagam kajot masangin,
22 the land dark as midnight, of the shadow of death, without any order, where the light is as midnight.'"
Jan khangkim lai banga khojin nagam muthim leh nohphah nagam, khovah jeng jong jan khang kim lai khojin toh abah nagam chu!
