Yobu 3
1 Oluvannyuma lw’ebyo, Yobu n’ayasamya akamwa ke n’akolimira olunaku kwe yazaalirwa.
After this, Job opened his mouth and cursed his day.
2 N’agamba nti,
And Job answered and said,
3 “Olunaku kwe nazaalirwa luzikirire, n’ekiro lwe kyalangirirwa nti omwana mulenzi.
Let the day perish in which I was born, and the night that said, There is a man child conceived.
4 Olunaku olwo lubuutikirwe ekizikiza, omusana guleme okulwakako, Katonda aleme okulufaako.
That day — let it be darkness, let not God care for it from above, neither let light shine upon it:
5 Ekizikiza n’ekisiikirize eky’okufa birujjule, ekire kirutuuleko, ekizikiza kikankanye ekitangaala kyalwo.
Let darkness and the shadow of death claim it; let clouds dwell upon it; let darkeners of the day terrify it.
6 Ekizikiza ekikutte be zigizigi kirunyage, luleme okubalirwa awamu n’ennaku eziri mu mwaka, wadde okuyingizibwa mu ezo eziri mu mwezi.
That night — let gloom seize upon it; let it not rejoice among the days of the year; let it not come into the number of the months.
7 Yee, lubeere lugumba, waleme okuba eddoboozi lyonna ery’essanyu eririwulirwako.
Behold, let that night be barren; let no joyful sound come therein;
8 Abo abakolimira ennyanja n’ennaku balukolimire, n’abo abamanyi okuzuukusa agasolo galukwata mu nnyanja, balukolimire.
Let them curse it that curse the day, who are ready to rouse Leviathan;
9 Emmunyeenye ez’omu matulutulu gaalwo zibe ekizikiza, lulindirire ekitangaala kirubulwe, luleme okulaba ebikowe by’oku nkya.
Let the stars of its twilight be dark; let it wait for light, and have none, neither let it see the eyelids of the dawn:
10 Kubanga terwaggala nzigi za lubuto lwa mmange, nneme okulaba obuyinike.
Because it shut not up the doors of the womb that bore me, and hid not trouble from mine eyes.
11 “Lwaki saafa nga nzalibwa, oba ne nfa nga nva mu lubuto lwa mmange?
Wherefore did I not die from the womb, — come forth from the belly and expire?
12 Lwaki amaviivi ganzikiriza okugatuulako era n’amabeere okugayonka?
Why did the knees meet me? and wherefore the breasts, that I should suck?
13 Kaakano nandibadde ngalamidde nga neesirikidde, nandibadde neebase nga neewummulidde,
For now should I have lain down and been quiet; I should have slept: then had I been at rest,
14 wamu ne bakabaka n’abakungu ab’ensi, abezimbira embiri kaakano amatongo,
With kings and counsellors of the earth, who build desolate places for themselves,
15 oba n’abalangira abaalina zaabu, abajjuzanga ffeeza mu nnyumba zaabwe.
Or with princes who had gold, who filled their houses with silver;
16 Oba lwaki saaziikibwa ng’omwana azaaliddwa ng’afudde, atalabye ku kitangaala?
Or as a hidden untimely birth I had not been; as infants that have not seen the light.
17 Eyo ababi gye batatawaanyizibwa, era n’abakooye gye bawummulira.
There the wicked cease from troubling; and there the wearied are at rest.
18 Abasibe gye bawummulira awamu, gye batawulirira kiragiro ky’oyo abaduumira.
The prisoners together are at ease; they hear not the voice of the taskmaster.
19 Abakopi n’abakungu gye babeera; abaddu gye batatuntuzibwa bakama baabwe.
The small and great are there, and the bondman freed from his master.
20 “Lwaki omuyinike aweebwa ekitangaala, ne kimulisiza oyo alumwa mu mwoyo,
Wherefore is light given to him that is in trouble, and life to those bitter of soul,
21 era lwaki yeegomba okufa naye ne kutajja, n’akunoonya okusinga obugagga obuziikiddwa,
Who long for death, and it [cometh] not, and dig for it more than for hidden treasures;
22 abajaguza ekisukkiridde, ne basanyuka ng’atuuse ku ntaana?
Who rejoice even exultingly and are glad when they find the grave? —
23 Lwaki okuwa ekitangaala oyo, atayinza kulaba kkubo, Katonda gw’akomedde?
To the man whose way is hidden, and whom God hath hedged in?
24 Kubanga nkaaba mu kifo ky’okulya, n’okusinda kwange kufukumuka ng’amazzi.
For my sighing cometh before my bread, and my groanings are poured out like the waters.
25 Ekintu kye nantiiranga ddala era kye nakyawa kye kyantukako.
For I feared a fear, and it hath come upon me, and that which I dreaded hath come to me.
26 Siwummudde wadde okusiriikirira wadde okuba n’emirembe, wabula buzibu bwereere bwe bunzijidde.”
I was not in safety, neither had I quietness, neither was I at rest, and trouble came.
