Job 30
1 “But now men who are younger than I am make fun of me— men whose fathers I greatly despised, with the result that I would not even have allowed them to help my dogs guard my sheep.
« Kasi sik’oyo, nakomi eloko ya kotiola epai ya bilenge oyo batata na bango bazangaki tina, mpe oyo nakokaki kutu te kopesa nzela ya kolia esika moko na mbwa na ngai, oyo ezalaki kobatela bibwele na ngai.
2 They were men who were old and (weak/worn out); so (what could I gain from them working for me?/I would have gained nothing from them working for me.) [RHQ]
Makasi ya maboko na bango ekokaki kutu kosunga ngai na nini? Pamba te basilaki makasi na nzoto,
3 They were very poor and hungry, with the result that they chewed on roots [at night] in dry and desolate places.
bazalaki bato bakawuka na nzala mpe na kozanga, bato oyo bazalaki kolia mabele ya esobe mpe ezanga matiti.
4 They pulled up plants in the desert [and ate them] and warmed themselves by [burning] the roots of broom trees.
Bazalaki kobuka matiti ya mungwa kati na banzete mpe kolia misisa ya banzete mike.
5 Everyone shouted at them as though they were thieves and expelled them [from their areas].
Babenganaki bango kati na bato na bango, babelelaki bango lokola miyibi.
6 They were forced to live in caves in the hills, in holes in the ground, and in the sides of cliffs.
Bazalaki kovanda na nzela ya mayi ekawuka, kati na mabulu ya mabele mpe ya mabanga;
7 In the bushes they howled [like animals because they were hungry], and they huddled together under thornbushes.
bazalaki kolela lokola banyama kati na banzete mike ya nzube, bazalaki kosangana na se ya banzete mikuse.
8 They were people without good sense, whose names no one knows; they have been expelled from the land [where they were born].
Bana oyo batata na bango bazanga mayele mpe bazanga kombo babenganaki bango libanda ya mboka.
9 “And now their [children] sing songs to make fun of me. They tell jokes about me.
Sik’oyo, bana na bango ya mibali bakomi koseka ngai na banzembo, nakomi lisapo kati na minoko na bango.
10 They are disgusted with me, and they [usually] stay away from me, [but when they see me, ] they are happy to spit in my face.
Bazali koyina ngai mpe bakimi mosika na ngai, bazali na somo te ya kobwakela ngai soyi na elongi.
11 Because [it is as though] [MET] God has cut my bowstring, [he has caused me to be unable to defend myself, ] and he has humbled me, and my enemies have done to me whatever they wanted.
Mpo ete Nzambe alembisi singa ya tolotolo na ngai mpe ayokisi ngai soni, bazali komipekisa na likambo moko te liboso na ngai.
12 (Gangs/Groups of violent youths) attack me and force me to run away; they prepare to destroy me.
Na loboko na ngai ya mobali, lisanga ya bato mabe ezali kobundisa ngai, batie mitambo na makolo na ngai, batie mabaku na nzela na ngai mpo na kosala ngai mabe;
13 They prevent me from escaping, and they [do] not [need] anyone to help them (OR, there is no one to help me).
bakangi nzela na ngai, balongi kobebisa ngai atako moto moko te asungaki bango.
14 [It is as though I am a city wall and] [SIM] they have broken through the wall, and they have come crashing down on me.
Bazali koya lokola na nzela ya lidusu ya monene, bazali kobunda-bunda kati na ndako ebukana.
15 I am very terrified; My dignity/honor has been taken away as though [SIM] [it has been] blown away by the wind, and my prosperity has disappeared like [SIM] clouds disappear.
Somo elati ngai, lokumu na ngai ekeyi lokola mopepe, bomengo na ngai elimwe lokola lipata.
16 “And now I [SYN] am about to die [IDM]; I suffer every day.
Sik’oyo, bomoi na ngai ekeyi, mpe mikolo ya pasi ekangi ngai.
17 My bones ache during the night, and the pain that torments me never stops.
Butu ezali kotobola mikuwa na ngai mpe pasi ezali kozangisa ngai pongi.
18 [It is as though God] seizes my clothes and chokes me with the collar of my coat.
Na nguya na yango, pasi ekomi lokola kingo ya nzambala na ngai.
19 He has thrown me into the mud; I am [not worth anything more than] dust and ashes.
Nzambe abwaki ngai na potopoto, mpe nakomi lokola putulu ya mabele to ya moto.
20 “I cry out to God, but he does not answer/help me; I stand up [and pray], but he does not pay any attention.
Oh Nzambe, nazali koganga epai na Yo, kasi ozali kopesa ngai eyano te; natelemi, kasi ozali kotala ngai kaka pamba.
21 He acts very cruelly toward me; with all of his power [MTY] he causes me to suffer.
Obongwani monguna ya kanza mpo na ngai, ozali kobundisa ngai na nguya ya loboko na Yo.
22 He [allows] the wind to lift me up and blow me away, and he tosses me up and down in a violent storm.
Omemi ngai liboso ya mopepe mpe otiki ete mopepe yango emema ngai, bongo epumbwisi ngai mosika.
23 I know that he will cause me to die, which is what happens to everyone [MTY] who is alive.
Nayebi ete ozali komema ngai na kufa, na esika oyo obongisa mpo na bato ya bomoi.
24 “When people experience disasters, and they sit on a pile of ruins and cry out for help, others surely [RHQ] reach out their hand to help them.
Kasi boni, moto oyo azali kokufa akoki kotombola ata loboko te? Moto oyo azali na pasi, akoki te kosenga lisungi?
25 [That is what I did previously]. I wept for people who were experiencing troubles, and I felt sorry for poor/needy people.
Boni, nazalaki kolela te elongo na bato oyo bazalaki na pasi? Motema na ngai eyokelaki babola mawa te?
26 But when I expected good things [to happen to me], evil things happened; when I waited for light/happiness, all I experienced was darkness/unhappiness [MET].
Nazelaki esengo, kasi pasi nde ekomeli ngai; nazelaki pole, kasi molili nde ekomeli ngai.
27 I am very distressed [IDM], all the time; I suffer every day.
Motema na ngai ezali kobaluka kati na ngai, wuta mokolo pasi oyo ekomeli ngai.
28 I go about very discouraged; I stand up and plead for people to help me.
Nakomi mwindo, kasi moyi te nde eyindisi ngai; kati na lisanga, nakomi kaka kotelema mpe kobelela mpo na koluka lisungi.
29 My wailing sounds as sad as [MET] the cries of jackals/foxes and ostriches.
Nakoma ndeko ya mbwa ya zamba mpe moninga ya maligbanga.
30 My skin has become dark/black and is peeling off, and I have a fever [which causes my body to feel like it is] burning.
Poso na ngai ya nzoto eyindi mpe ekomi kokweya-kweya, mikuwa na ngai ekawuki na moyi.
31 Previously, I played joyful music on my harp and with my flute, but now I play only the sad music of those who mourn.”
Lindanda na ngai etikali kaka mpo na matanga, mpe flite na ngai, mpo na kosunga mingongo ya baleli. »
