Job 19
1 Forsothe Joob answeride, and seide, Hou long turmente ye my soule,
Pamenepo Yobu anayankha kuti,
2 and al to-breken me with wordis?
“Kodi mudzakhala mukundizunza mpaka liti, ndi kundilasa ndi mawu anuwo?
3 Lo! ten sithis ye schenden me, and ye ben not aschamed, oppressynge me.
Inuyo mwandinyoza kwambiri; mwanditsutsa mopanda manyazi.
4 Forsothe and if Y `koude not, myn vnkynnyng schal be with me.
Ngati ndi zoona kuti ine ndasochera, cholakwachotu nʼchanga.
5 And ye ben reisid ayens me, and repreuen me with my schenschipis.
Ngati ndithudi mukudziyika nokha pamwamba panga, ndi kugwiritsa ntchito kunyozedwa kwanga polimbana nane,
6 Nameli now vndurstonde ye, that God hath turmentid me not bi euene doom, and hath cumpassid me with hise betyngis.
pamenepa dziwani kuti Mulungu wandilakwira ndipo wandizinga ukonde wake.
7 Lo! Y suffrynge violence schal crye, and no man schal here; Y schal crye loude, and `noon is that demeth.
“Ngakhale ndifuwule kuti, ‘Akundizunza!’ Palibe wondiyankha; ngakhale ndipemphe thandizo, palibe wondichitira zolungama.
8 He bisette aboute my path, and Y may not go; and he settide derknessis in my weie.
Mulungu wanditsekera njira yanga kotero sindingathe kudutsa; waphimba njira zanga ndi mdima.
9 He hath spuylid me of my glorye, and hath take awey the coroun fro myn heed.
Iye wandilanda ulemu wanga ndipo wandivula chipewa chaufumu pamutu panga.
10 He hath distried me on ech side, and Y perischide; and he hath take awei myn hope, as fro a tre pullid vp bi the roote.
Wandiphwanyaphwanya mbali zonse ndipo ndatheratu; Iye wazula chiyembekezo changa ngati mtengo.
11 His stronge veniaunce was wrooth ayens me; and he hadde me so as his enemye.
Wandikwiyira ndipo akundiyesa mmodzi mwa adani ake.
12 Hise theues camen togidere, and `maden to hem a wei bi me; and bisegiden my tabernacle in cumpas.
Ankhondo ake akubwera kwa ine mwamphamvu, akonzekera zodzalimbana nane ndipo azungulira nyumba yanga.
13 He made fer my britheren fro me; and my knowun as aliens yeden awei fro me.
“Mulungu wandisiyanitsa ndi abale anga; wasandutsa odziwana nane kukhala achilendo kwa ine.
14 My neiyboris forsoken me; and thei that knewen me han foryete me.
Abale anga andithawa; abwenzi anga andiyiwala.
15 The tenauntis of myn hows, and myn handmaydis hadden me as a straunger; and Y was as a pilgrym bifor her iyen.
Anthu odzacheza ku nyumba kwanga ndiponso antchito anga aakazi andisandutsa mlendo; ndasanduka mlendo mʼmaso mwawo.
16 Y clepide my seruaunt, and he answeride not to me; with myn owne mouth Y preiede hym.
Ndikayitana wa ntchito wanga, iye sandiyankha, ngakhale ndikapempha ndi pakamwa panga sandichitira kanthu.
17 My wijf wlatide my breeth; and Y preiede the sones of my wombe.
Mpweya wanga umamunyansa mkazi wanga; ndine chinthu chonyansa kwa abale anga a mimba imodzi.
18 Also foolis dispisiden me; and whanne Y was goon awei fro hem, thei bacbitiden me.
Inde, ngakhale ana amandinyoza; akandiona amandinyodola.
19 Thei, that weren my counselouris sum tyme, hadden abhomynacioun of me; and he, whom Y louede moost, was aduersarie to me.
Anzanga onse apamtima amanyansidwa nane; iwo amene ndinkawakonda andiwukira.
20 Whanne fleischis weren wastid, my boon cleuyde to my skyn; and `oneli lippis ben left aboute my teeth.
Ndangotsala khungu ndi mafupa okhaokha; ndapulumuka lokumbakumba.
21 Haue ye merci on me, haue ye merci on me, nameli, ye my frendis; for the hond of the Lord hath touchid me.
“Mvereni chisoni, inu abwenzi anga, mvereni chisoni, pakuti dzanja la Mulungu landikantha.
22 Whi pursuen ye me, as God pursueth; and ben fillid with my fleischis?
Chifukwa chiyani mukundilondola ngati Mulungu? Kodi simunatope nalo thupi langa?
23 Who yyueth to me, that my wordis be writun? Who yyueth to me,
“Aa, achikhala mawu anga analembedwa, achikhala analembedwa mʼbuku,
24 that tho be writun in a book with an yrun poyntil, ethir with a plate of leed; ethir with a chisel be grauun in a flynt?
akanalembedwa pa mwala ndi chitsulo, akanalembedwa pa thanthwe kuti sangathe kufufutidwa!
25 For Y woot, that myn ayenbiere lyueth, and in the laste dai Y schal rise fro the erthe;
Koma ndikudziwa kuti mpulumutsi wanga ali ndi moyo, ndipo pa nthawi yomaliza adzabwera kudzanditeteza.
26 and eft Y schal be cumpassid with my skyn, and in my fleisch Y schal se God, my sauyour.
Ndipo khungu langa litatha nʼkuwonongeka, mʼthupi langa lomweli ndidzamuona Mulungu.
27 Whom Y my silf schal se, and myn iyen schulen biholde, and not an other man. This myn hope is kept in my bosum.
Ine ndemwe ndidzamuona Iye ndi maso angawa, ineyo, osati wina ayi. Ndithu mtima wanga ukufunitsitsadi!
28 Whi therfor seien ye now, Pursue we hym, and fynde we the roote of a word ayens hym?
“Koma inu mukuti, ‘Haa! Tingamuzunze bwanji, popeza kuti zonsezi zaoneka chifukwa cha iye yemweyo?’
29 Therfor fle ye fro the face of the swerd; for the swerd is the vengere of wickidnessis, and wite ye, that doom schal be.
Inu muyenera kuopa lupanga; pakuti mkwiyo wake umalangadi ndi lupanga; zikadzatero muzadziwa kuti chiweruzo chilipo ndithu.”
