Job 19
1 But Job answered and said:
Ipapo Jobho akapindura akati:
2 How long will ye vex my soul, And break me in pieces with words?
“Mucharamba muchinditambudza uye muchindipwanya namashoko kusvikira riniko?
3 These ten times have ye reviled me; Without shame do ye stun me!
Zvino kava kagumi kose muchingonditsoropodza; munondirwisa musina nenyadzi dzose.
4 And be it, indeed, that I have erred, My error abideth with myself.
Kana chiri chokwadi kuti ndakatsauka, kukanganisa kwangu kuchava dambudziko rangu ndoga.
5 Since, indeed, ye magnify yourselves against me, And plead against me my reproach,
Kana zvechokwadi mungada henyu kuzvikudza pamusoro pangu mukashandisa kuderedzwa kwangu pakundirwisa,
6 Know then that it is God who hath brought me low; He hath encompassed me with his net.
zvino muzive imi kuti Mwari akandikanganisira uye akandikomberedza nomumbure wake.
7 Behold, I complain of wrong, but receive no answer; I cry aloud, but obtain no justice.
“Kunyange ndikachema ndichiti, ‘Ndakakanganisirwa we-e!’ handiwani mhinduro; kunyange ndikadanidzira kuti ndibatsirwe, kururamisirwa hakupo.
8 He hath fenced up my way, so that I cannot pass, And hath set darkness in my paths.
Akadzivira nzira yangu kuti ndikonewe kupfuura; akaisa rima munzira dzangu.
9 He hath stripped me of my glory, And taken the crown from my head.
Akandibvisira kukudzwa kwangu, uye akabvisa korona mumusoro mangu.
10 He hath destroyed me on every side, and I am gone! He hath torn up my hope like a tree.
Anondibvamburanya kumativi ose kusvikira ndapera; anodzura tariro yangu kunge muti,
11 He kindleth his anger against me, And counteth me as his enemy.
Kutsamwa kwake kunopfuta pamusoro pangu; anondiverenga pakati pavavengi vake.
12 His troops advance together against me; They throw up for themselves a way to me, And encamp around my dwelling.
Mauto ake anouya nesimba; anovaka muchinjiziri wokurwa neni, anokomba tende rangu.
13 My brethren he hath put far from me, And my acquaintance are wholly estranged from me.
“Akaisa hama dzangu kure neni; vazikani vangu vakaparadzaniswa neni zvachose.
14 My kinsfolk have forsaken me, And my bosom friends have forgotten me.
Hama dzangu dzepedyo dzakaenda kure neni; shamwari dzangu dzandikanganwa.
15 The foreigners of my house, yea, my own maid-servants, regard me as a stranger; I am an alien in their eyes.
Vaenzi vangu navarandakadzi vangu vava kundiita mubvakure; vanondiona somutorwa.
16 I call my servant, and he maketh no answer; With my own mouth do I entreat him.
Ndinodana muranda wangu, asi haapinduri, kunyange ndikamukumbirisa nomuromo wangu chaiwo.
17 My breath is become strange to my wife, And my prayers also to my own mother's sons.
Kufema kwangu kunonyangadza kumukadzi wangu; ndinosemesa kuhama dzangu chaidzo.
18 Even young children despise me; When I rise up, they speak against me.
Kunyange nezvikomana zviduku zvinondiseka; pandinosvika vanondituka.
19 All my bosom friends abhor me, And they whom I loved are turned against me.
Shamwari dzangu dzepedyo dzinondisema; vaya vandinoda vandishandukira.
20 My bones cleave to my flesh and my skin, And I have scarcely escaped with the skin of my teeth.
Handisati ndichiri chinhu asi ndangova hangu ganda namapfupa; ndangopunyuka napaburi retsono.
21 Have pity upon me, O ye my friends! have pity upon me; For the hand of God hath smitten me!
“Ndinzwirei urombo, shamwari dzangu, ndinzwirei urombo nokuti ruoko rwaMwari rwandirova.
22 Why do ye persecute me like God, And are not satisfied with my flesh?
Seiko muchindidzingirira sezvinoita Mwari? Ko, hamungaguti nenyama yangu here?
23 O that my words were now written! O that they were marked down in a scroll!
“Haiwa, dai mashoko angu ainyorwa hawo, dai ainyorwa hawo mubhuku,
24 That with an iron pen, and with lead, They were engraven upon the rock for ever!
dai ainyorwa nechinyoreso chesimbi pamutobvu, kana kuti ainyorwa padombo nokusingaperi!
25 Yet I know that my Vindicator liveth, And will hereafter stand up on the earth;
Ndinoziva kuti mudzikinuri wangu mupenyu, uye kuti pakupedzisira achamira pamusoro penyika.
26 And though with my skin this body be wasted away, Yet without my flesh shall I see God.
Uye shure kwokunge ganda rangu raparara, kunyange zvakadaro ndichaona Mwari munyama yangu;
27 Yea, I shall see him my friend; My eyes shall behold him, and not another: For this, my soul panteth within me.
ini pachangu ndichamuona nameso angu pachangu, iyeni kwete mumwe. Haiwa, mwoyo wangu unopanga sei mukati mangu!
28 Since ye say, “How may we persecute him, And find grounds of accusation against him?”
“Kana muchiti, ‘Haiwa tichamutambudza sei, sezvo mudzi wenhamo uri maari,’
29 Be ye afraid of the sword! For malice is a crime for the sword; That ye may know that judgment cometh.
munofanira kutya munondo imi pachenyu, nokuti hasha dzichauyisa kurangwa nomunondo, ipapo muchaziva kuti pano kutongwa.”
