Yobu 16
1 Yobu n’addamu nti,
Then Job answered and said,
2 “Mpulidde ebintu bingi ebiri nga bino; mwenna muli mikwano gyange egitagasa.
I have heard many such things: miserable comforters are you all.
3 Ebigambo byammwe bingi, tebiikome? Kiki ekibaluma ne mutalekeraawo kuwakana?
Shall vain words have an end? or what emboldens you that you answer?
4 Nange nandyogedde nga mmwe, singa mmwe mubadde mu kifo kyange; nandyogedde ebigambo ebisengeke obulungi ebibanyiga, ne mbanyeenyeza n’omutwe gwange.
I also could speak as you do: if your soul were in my soul’s stead, I could heap up words against you, and shake my head at you.
5 Naye akamwa kange kandibazizzaamu amaanyi; ebigambo eby’essuubi okuva mu kamwa kange byandibaleetedde eddembe.
But I would strengthen you with my mouth, and the moving of my lips should assuage your grief.
6 “Ate bwe njogera, obulumi bwange tebuwona, bwe nsirika era busigalawo.
Though I speak, my grief is not assuaged: and though I forbear, what am I eased?
7 Mazima ddala, Ayi Katonda, ommazeemu amaanyi; osaanyiririzzaawo ddala ennyumba yange yonna.
But now he has made me weary: you have made desolate all my company.
8 Onsibye n’onyweza ekinnumiririza ddala, obukovvu bwange bwe bukulaga bwe ndi, kirabika ne ku maaso.
And you have filled me with wrinkles, which is a witness against me: and my leanness rising up in me bears witness to my face.
9 Katonda annumba n’obusungu bwe n’anjuzaayuza, annumira emba; omulabe wange antunuulira nkaliriza n’amaaso ge agafumita.
He tears me in his wrath, who hates me: he gnashes on me with his teeth; my enemy sharpens his eyes on me.
10 Abantu bayasamya emimwa gyabwe ne bansekerera; bankuŋŋaanirako ne bankuba empi ku matama.
They have gaped on me with their mouth; they have smitten me on the cheek reproachfully; they have gathered themselves together against me.
11 Katonda ampaddeyo eri omukozi w’ebibi, era n’ansuula mu mikono gy’ababi.
God has delivered me to the ungodly, and turned me over into the hands of the wicked.
12 Nnali bulungi, n’anjuzaamu wakati; yankwata ku nsingo n’ammenyamu. Anfudde ssabbaawa,
I was at ease, but he has broken me asunder: he has also taken me by my neck, and shaken me to pieces, and set me up for his mark.
13 abakubi b’obusaale banneetoolodde. Awatali kusaasira, afumita ensigo zange, omususa gwange ne guyiika ku ttaka.
His archers compass me round about, he splits my reins asunder, and does not spare; he pours out my gall on the ground.
14 Annumba, emirundi n’emirundi, n’anfubutukirako ng’omulwanyi omuzira.
He breaks me with breach on breach, he runs on me like a giant.
15 “Neetungidde ebikutiya eby’okukungubagiramu, ne nkweka obwenyi bwange mu nfuufu.
I have sewed sackcloth on my skin, and defiled my horn in the dust.
16 Nzenna mmyuse amaaso olw’okukaaba, ekisiikirize ekikwafu ennyo kyetoolodde amaaso gange,
My face is foul with weeping, and on my eyelids is the shadow of death;
17 newaakubadde ng’emikono gyange tegirina bibi bye gikoze, n’okusaba kwange nga kutukuvu.
Not for any injustice in my hands: also my prayer is pure.
18 “Ggwe ensi, tobikka ku musaayi gwange; nneme okusirisibwa!
O earth, cover not you my blood, and let my cry have no place.
19 Era kaakano omujulirwa wange ali mu ggulu; omuwolereza wange ali waggulu nnyo ddala.
Also now, behold, my witness is in heaven, and my record is on high.
20 Mikwano gyange bansekerera, amaaso gange nga gakulukusa amaziga eri Katonda.
My friends scorn me: but my eye pours out tears to God.
21 Ku lw’omuntu, yeegayirira eri Katonda ng’omuntu bwe yeegayiririra mukwano gwe.
O that one might plead for a man with God, as a man pleads for his neighbor!
22 “Emyaka mitono eginaayitawo nga sinnakwata lugendo olw’obutadda.”
When a few years are come, then I shall go the way from where I shall not return.
