Job 17
1 My breath is corrupt, my days are extinct, the graves [are ready] for me.
“Mtima wanga wasweka, masiku anga atha, manda akundidikira.
2 [Are there] not mockers with me? and doth not my eye continue in their provocation?
Ndithudi, anthu ondiseka andizungulira; maso anga akupenyetsetsa mdani wanga.
3 Lay down now, put me in a surety with thee; who [is] he [that] will strike hands with me?
“Inu Mulungu, patseni chikole chimene mukufuna. Ndani wina amene adzandiperekera ine chikole?
4 For thou hast hid their heart from understanding: therefore shalt thou not exalt [them].
Inu mwatseka maganizo awo kuti asamvetse zinthu; choncho simudzawalola kuti apambane.
5 He that speaketh flattery to [his] friends, even the eyes of his children shall fail.
Ngati munthu apereka mnzake chifukwa cha chuma, ana ake sadzaona mwayi.
6 He hath made me also a by-word of the people; and in former time I was as a tabret.
“Mulungu wandisandutsa chisudzo chochiseka aliyense, munthu amene anthu amalavulira malovu nkhope yake.
7 My eye also is dim by reason of sorrow, and all my members [are] as a shade.
Mʼmaso mwanga mwada ndi chisoni; ndawonda ndi mutu womwe.
8 Upright [men] shall be astonished at this, and the innocent shall stir up himself against the hypocrite.
Anthu olungama akudabwa nazo zimenezi; anthu osachimwa akupsera mtima anthu osapembedza Mulungu.
9 The righteous also shall hold on his way, and he that hath clean hands shall be stronger and stronger.
Komabe anthu olungama adzasunga njira zawo, ndipo anthu a makhalidwe abwino mphamvu zawo zidzanka zikuchuluka.
10 But as for you all, do ye return, and come now: for I cannot find [one] wise [man] among you.
“Tsono bwerani nonsenu, bwerezaninso mawu anuwo, sindidzapezapo munthu wanzeru pakati panupo.
11 My days are past, my purposes are broken off, [even] the thoughts of my heart.
Masiku anga atha, zimene ndinakonza zalephereka, pamodzinso ndi zokhumba za mtima wanga.
12 They change the night into day: the light [is] short because of darkness.
Anthu awa amasandutsa usiku kukhala usana, nthawi ya usiku iwo amati ‘kwatsala pangʼono kucha.’
Ngati nyumba imene ndikuyiyembekezera ndi manda, ngati ndiyala bedi langa mu mdima, (Sheol h7585)
14 I have said to corruption, Thou [art] my father: to the worm, [Thou art] my mother, and my sister.
ngati ndinena kwa dzenje la manda ‘ndinu abambo anga,’ ndiponso kwa mphutsi kuti, ‘ndinu amayi anga’ kapena ‘mlongo wanga,’
15 And where [is] now my hope? as for my hope, who will see it?
tsono chiyembekezo changa chili kuti? Ndani angaone populumukira panga?
