Job 14
1 Man that is born of a woman, is of few days, and full of trouble:
“Omuntu azaalibwa omukazi, abeera ku nsi akaseera katono era abeera mu kutegana.
2 As a flower, he cometh forth—and fadeth, He fleeth also as a shadow, and continueth not.
Amulisa ng’ekimuli n’awotoka; abulawo mangu ng’ekisiikirize, tabeerera.
3 And yet upon such a one as this, hast thou opened thine eye? And, him, wouldst thou bring into judgment with thee?
Otunuulira omuntu afaanana bw’atyo? Olimuleeta gy’oli asalirwe omusango?
4 Who can bring a clean thing out of an unclean? Not one!
Ani ayinza okuggya ekirongoofu mu kitali kirongoofu? Tewali n’omu!
5 If determined am his days, the number of his months, is with thee, Fixed times for him, thou hast appointed and he cannot go beyond.
Ennaku z’omuntu zaagererwa, wagera obungi bw’emyezi gye era n’oteekawo ekkomo ly’atasobola kusukka.
6 Look sway from him, that he may rest, Till he shall pay off, as a hireling, his day.
Kale tomufaako muleke yekka, okutuusa lw’alimala okutuukiriza emirimu gye ng’omupakasi.
7 Though there is—for a tree—hope, —if it should be cut down, that, again, it will grow, and, the tender branch thereof, will not cease;
“Wakiri waliwo essuubi ng’omuti guloka: Bwe gutemebwa, guloka nate, era ekikolo kyagwo ekiggya tekifa.
8 If its root, should become old in the earth, and, in the dust, its stock should die:
Emirandira gyagwo gyandikaddiyidde mu ttaka era n’ekikonge ne kifiira mu ttaka,
9 Through the scent of water, it may break forth, and produce branches like a sapling,
naye olw’emirandira okutambula ne ginoonya amazzi kimulisa ne kireeta amatabi ng’ekisimbe.
10 Yet, man, dieth, and is prostrate, Yea the son of earth doth cease to breathe, and where is he?
Naye omuntu afa era n’agalamizibwa, assa ogw’enkomerero n’akoma.
11 Waters, have failed from, the sea, and, a river, may waste and dry up;
Ng’amazzi bwe gaggwa mu nnyanja oba omugga bwe gukalira ne guggwaawo,
12 So, a man, hath lain down, and shall not arise, until there are no heavens, they shall not awake, nor be roused up out of their sleep.
bw’atyo omuntu bw’agalamira, era n’atasituka okutuusa eggulu bwe linaggwaawo, abantu tebajja kuzuukuka oba kuggyibwa mu tulo twabwe.
13 Oh that, in hades, thou wouldst hide me! that thou wouldst keep me secret, until the turn of thine anger, that thou wouldst set for me a fixed time, and remember me: (Sheol h7585)
“Singa kale onkweka emagombe era n’onziika okutuusa obusungu bwo lwe buliggwaawo! Singa ongerera ekiseera n’onzijukira! (Sheol h7585)
14 If a man die, can he live again? All the days of my warfare, would I wait, until my relief should come: —
Omuntu bw’afa, addamu n’abeera omulamu? Ennaku zange zonna ez’okuweereza nnaalindanga okuwona kwange kujje.
15 Thou shouldst call, and, I, would answer thee, —For the work of thine own hand, thou shouldst long.
Olimpita nange ndikuyitaba; olyegomba ekitonde emikono gyo kye gyatonda.
16 For, now, my steps, thou countest, Thou wilt not pass over my sin:
Ddala ku olwo bw’olibala ebigere byange, naye tolyekaliriza bibi byange.
17 Sealed up in a bag, is my transgression, and thou hast glued over mine iniquity.
Ebisobyo byange biriba bisibiddwa mu kisawo; olibikka ku kibi kyange.
18 But, in very deed, a mountain falling, will lie prostrate, or, a rock moved out of its place:
“Naye ng’olusozi bwe luseebengerera ne luggwaawo, era ng’ejjinja bwe liva mu kifo kyalyo,
19 Stones, have been hollowed out by waters, the floods thereof wash away the dust of the earth, and, the hope of mortal man, thou hast destroyed:
ng’amazzi bwe gaggwereeza amayinja era ng’okwanjaala kwago bwe kutwala ettaka ly’oku nsi; bw’atyo bw’azikiriza essuubi ly’omuntu.
20 Thou dost overpower him utterly, and he departeth, Disfiguring his face, so, hast thou sent him away.
Omumalamu amaanyi omuwangula lumu n’aggweerawo ddala; okyusa enfaanana ye n’omugoba.
21 His sons, come to honour, and he knoweth it not, Or they are brought low, and he perceiveth it not of them.
Abaana be bwe bafuna ekitiibwa, takimanya, bwe bagwa, takiraba.
22 But, his flesh, for himself, is in pain, and, his soul, for himself, doth mourn.
Obulamu bw’omubiri gwe bwokka bw’awulira ne yeekungubagira yekka.”
