Job 6
1 Then responded Job, and said: —
Tsono Yobu anayankha kuti,
2 Oh that, weighed, were my vexation, and, my engulfing ruin—into the balances, they would lift up all at once!
“Achikhala mavuto anga anayezedwa, ndipo zipsinjo zanga zonse zikanayikidwa pa sikelo!
3 For, now, beyond the sand of the seas, would it be heavy, On this account, my words, have wandered.
Ndithu, zikanalemera kupambana mchenga wa ku nyanja; nʼchifukwa chake mawu anga akhala okhadzula.
4 For, the arrows of the Almighty, are in me, The heat whereof, my spirit is drinking up, The, terrors of GOD, array themselves against me.
Mivi ya Wamphamvuzonse yandibaya, thupi langa likumva ululu wa miviyo; zoopsa za Mulungu zandizinga.
5 Doth the wild ass bray over grass? Or loweth the ox over his fodder?
Kodi bulu wakuthengo amalira akakhala ndi msipu, nanga ngʼombe imalira ikakhala ndi chakudya?
6 Can that which hath no savour be eaten without salt? Or is there any taste in the white of an egg?
Kodi chakudya chosakoma nʼkuchidya chopanda mchere, nanga choyera cha dzira chimakoma?
7 My soul hath refused to touch, Those things, are like disease in my food.
Zakudya zimenezi sindifuna nʼkuzilawa komwe; zakudya zimenezi zimabwerera kukhosi.
8 Oh that my request would come! and, my hope, oh that GOD would grant!
“Aa, ndikanalandira chimene ndikuchipempha, chikhala Mulungu anandipatsa chimene ndikuchiyembekezera,
9 That it would please GOD to crush me, That he would set free his hand, and cut me off!
achikhala chinamukomera Mulungu kuti anditswanye, kulola dzanja lake kuti lindimenye ndi kundiwonongeratu!
10 So might it still be my comfort, And I might exult in the anguish he would not spare, —That I had not concealed the sayings of the Holy One.
Pamenepo ine ndikanakhalabe ndi chitonthozo ichi, ndikanakondwa mu ululu wanga wosalekezawu podziwa kuti sindinakane mawu a Woyerayo.
11 What is my strength, that I should hope? Or what mine end, that I should prolong my desire?
“Kodi mphamvu zanga nʼzotani kuti ndizikhalabe ndi chiyembekezo? Nanga zoyembekezera zanga nʼzotani kuti ndipirirebe?
12 Is my strength, the strength of stones? Or is, my flesh, of bronze?
Kodi ine ndili ndi mphamvu? Nanga thupi langa ndi lolimba ngati chitsulo?
13 Is there any help at all in me? Is not, abiding success, driven from me?
Kodi ndili ndi mphamvu zodzithandizira ndekha, nanga pakuti thandizo lachotsedwa kwa ine?
14 The despairing, from his friend, should have lovingkindness, or, the reverence of the Almighty, he may forsake.
“Munthu amene ali kakasi ayenera kukhala ndi abwenzi odzipereka, ngakhale kuti iyeyo wasiya kuopa Wamphamvuzonse.
15 Mine own brethren, have proved treacherous like a torrent, like a channel of torrents which disappear:
Koma abale anga ndi wosadalirika ngati mitsinje yowuma msanga, ngati mitsinje imene imathamanga.
16 Which darken by reason of the cold, over them, is a covering made by the snow:
Ali ngati mitsinje ya madzi akuda nthawi ya dzinja, imene madzi ake amakhala ambiri chifukwa chakuchuluka kwa mvula,
17 By the time they begin to thaw, they are dried up, as soon as it is warm, they have vanished out of their place.
koma madziwo amasiya kuyenda nthawi yachilimwe, ndipo nthawi yotentha madziwo amawumiratu mʼmitsinjemo.
18 Caravans turn aside by their course, they go up into a waste, and are lost:
Anthu oyenda pa ngamira amapatukirako kufuna madzi; iwo amangoyendayenda nʼkufera mʼchipululu.
19 The caravans of Tema looked about, the travelling companies of Sheba, hoped for them:
Anthu oyenda pa ngamira a ku Tema amafunafuna madzi, anthu amalonda apaulendo a ku Seba amafunafuna mwa chiyembekezo.
20 They are ashamed that they had trusted, They have come up to one of them, and are confounded.
Amataya mtima chifukwa ankayembekezera kupeza madzi; koma akafika kumeneko, amangokhumudwako.
21 For, now, ye have come to him, ye see something fearful, and fear.
Tsono inunso mukuonetsa kuti ndinu osathandiza, mukuona chinthu choopsa kwambiri ndipo mukuchita mantha.
22 Is it that I said, Make me a gift, or, out of your abundance, offer a bribe on my behalf;
Kodi ine ndinanenapo kuti, ‘Ndiperekereni kenakake, ndilipirireni dipo kuchokera pa chuma chanu,
23 And deliver me from the hand of the adversary? And, out of the hand of tyrants, ransom me?
ndilanditseni mʼdzanja la mdani, ndiwomboleni mʼdzanja la munthu wankhanza?’
24 Show me, and, I, will hold my peace, And, wherein I have erred, cause me to understand.
“Phunzitseni, ndipo ine ndidzakhala chete; ndionetseni pomwe ndalakwitsa.
25 How pleasant are the sayings that are right! But what can a decision from you, decide?
Ndithu, mawu owona ndi opweteka! Koma mawu anu otsutsa akufuna kuonetsa chiyani?
26 To decide words, do ye intend, When, to the wind, are spoken the sayings of one in despair?
Kodi inu mukufuna kundidzudzula pa zimene ndikunena, ndipo mukufuna kuyesa mawu a munthu wosweka mtima ngati mphepo chabe?
27 Surely, the fatherless, ye would assail, and make merchandise of your friend!
Inu mungathe kuchita maere kuti mugulitse ana amasiye ndi kumugulitsa bwenzi lanu.
28 But, now, be pleased to turn to me, that it may be, to your faces, if I speak falsehood,
“Koma tsopano ndichitireni chifundo pamene mukundiyangʼana. Kodi ine ndingayankhule zabodza pamaso panu?
29 Reply, I pray you, let there be no perversity, Yea reply even yet, my vindication is in it!
Fewani mtima, musachite zosalungama; ganiziraninso popeza chilungamo changa chikanalipobe.
30 Is there, in my tongue, perversity? Or can, my sense, not discern, engulfing ruin?
Kodi pali choyipa chilichonse pa milomo yanga? Kodi pakamwa panga sipangathe kuzindikira kanthu koyipa?
