Job 7
1 Is there not a war-service for man on the earth? Are not his days as the days of a hireling?
“Je, mwanadamu hana kazi ngumu duniani? Siku zake si kama zile za mtu aliyeajiriwa?
2 As a servant panteth for the shade, And as a hireling looketh for his wages,
Kama mtumwa anavyovionea shauku vivuli vya jioni, au mtu aliyeajiriwa anavyoungojea mshahara wake,
3 So am I made to possess months of affliction, And wearisome nights are appointed for me.
ndivyo nilivyogawiwa miezi ya ubatili, nami nimeandikiwa huzuni usiku hata usiku.
4 If I lie down, I say, When shall I arise, and the night be gone? And I am full of restlessness until the dawning of the day.
Wakati nilalapo ninawaza, ‘Itachukua muda gani kabla sijaamka?’ Usiku huwa mrefu, nami najigeuzageuza hadi mapambazuko.
5 My flesh is clothed with worms, and clods of dust; My skin is broken and become loathsome.
Mwili wangu umevikwa mabuu na uchafu, ngozi yangu imetumbuka na kutunga usaha.
6 My days are swifter than a weaver's shuttle; They pass away without hope.
“Siku zangu zinapita upesi kuliko mtande wa kufuma, nazo zinafikia mwisho wake bila matumaini.
7 O remember that my life is a breath; That mine eye shall no more see good!
Kumbuka, Ee Mungu, maisha yangu ni kama pumzi; macho yangu kamwe hayataona tena raha.
8 The eye of him that hath seen me shall see me no more; Thine eyes shall look for me, but I shall not be.
Lile jicho linaloniona sasa halitaniona tena; utanitafuta, wala sitakuwepo.
9 As the cloud dissolveth and wasteth away, So he that goeth down to the grave shall arise no more; (Sheol h7585)
Kama vile wingu liondokavyo na kutoweka, vivyo hivyo yeye ashukaye kaburini harudi tena. (Sheol h7585)
10 No more shall he return to his house, And his dwelling-place shall know him no more.
Kamwe harudi tena nyumbani mwake; wala mahali pake hapatamjua tena.
11 Therefore I will not restrain my mouth; I will speak in the anguish of my spirit; I will complain in the bitterness of my soul.
“Kwa hiyo sitanyamaza; nitanena kutokana na maumivu makuu ya roho yangu, nitalalama kwa uchungu wa nafsi yangu.
12 Am I a sea, or a sea-monster, That thou settest a watch over me?
Je, mimi ni bahari, au mnyama mkubwa mno akaaye vilindini, hata uniweke chini ya ulinzi?
13 When I say, My bed shall relieve me, My couch shall ease my complaint,
Ninapofikiri kwamba kitanda changu kitanifariji, nacho kiti changu cha fahari kitapunguza malalamiko yangu,
14 Then thou scarest me with dreams, And terrifiest me with visions;
ndipo wanitisha kwa ndoto na kunitia hofu kwa maono,
15 So that my soul chooseth strangling, Yea, death, rather than these my bones.
hivyo ninachagua kujinyonga na kufa, kuliko huu mwili wangu.
16 I am wasting away; I shall not live alway: Let me alone, for my days are a vapor!
Ninayachukia maisha yangu; nisingetamani kuendelea kuishi. Niache; siku zangu ni ubatili.
17 What is man, that thou shouldst make great account him, And fix thy mind upon him?—
“Mwanadamu ni kitu gani hata umjali kiasi hiki, kwamba unamtia sana maanani,
18 That thou shouldst visit him every morning, And prove him every moment?
kwamba unamwangalia kila asubuhi na kumjaribu kila wakati?
19 How long ere thou wilt look away from me, And let me alone, till I have time to breathe?
Je, hutaacha kamwe kunitazama, au kuniacha japo kwa kitambo kidogo tu?
20 If I have sinned, what have I done to thee, O thou watcher of men! Why hast thou set me up as thy mark, So that I have become a burden to myself?
Ikiwa nimetenda dhambi, nimekufanyia nini, Ewe mlinzi wa wanadamu? Kwa nini umeniweka niwe shabaha yako? Je, nimekuwa mzigo kwako?
21 And why dost thou not pardon my transgression, And take away mine iniquity? For soon shall I sleep in the dust; And, though thou seek me diligently, I shall not be.
Kwa nini husamehi makosa yangu na kuachilia dhambi zangu? Kwa kuwa hivi karibuni nitalala mavumbini; nawe utanitafuta, wala sitakuwepo.”
