Yobu 7
1 “Ebiseera by’omuntu ku nsi, tebyagerebwa? Ennaku ze tezaagerebwa nga ez’omupakasi?
Is there not a war-service for man on the earth? Are not his days as the days of a hireling?
2 Ng’omuddu eyeegomba ekisiikirize okujja, ng’omupakasi bwe yeesunga empeera ye;
As a servant panteth for the shade, And as a hireling looketh for his wages,
3 bwe ntyo bwe nnaweebwa emyezi egy’okubonaabona, ebiro ebyokutegana bwe byangererwa.
So am I made to possess months of affliction, And wearisome nights are appointed for me.
4 Bwe ngalamira neebake, njogera nti, ‘Ndiyimuka ddi, ekiro kinaakoma ddi?’ Nga nzijudde okukulungutana okutuusa obudde lwe bukya.
If I lie down, I say, When shall I arise, and the night be gone? And I am full of restlessness until the dawning of the day.
5 Omubiri gwange gujjudde envunyu n’ebikakampa, n’olususu lwange lukutusekutuse era lulabika bubi.
My flesh is clothed with worms, and clods of dust; My skin is broken and become loathsome.
6 “Ennaku zange zidduka okusinga ekyuma ky’omulusi w’engoye bw’atambuza ky’alusisa engoye ze; era zikoma awatali ssuubi.
My days are swifter than a weaver's shuttle; They pass away without hope.
7 Ojjukira Ayi Katonda, nti obulamu bwange tebuliimu, wabula mukka bukka, amaaso gange tegaliddayo kulaba bulungi.
O remember that my life is a breath; That mine eye shall no more see good!
8 Eriiso ly’oyo eryali lindabyeko teririddayo kundaba; amaaso gammwe galinnoonya, naye nga sikyaliwo.
The eye of him that hath seen me shall see me no more; Thine eyes shall look for me, but I shall not be.
As the cloud dissolveth and wasteth away, So he that goeth down to the grave shall arise no more; (Sheol h7585)
10 Taliddayo mu nnyumba ye, amaka ge tegaliddayo kumumanya nate.
No more shall he return to his house, And his dwelling-place shall know him no more.
11 Noolwekyo sijja kuziyiza kamwa kange, nzija kwogera okulumwa kw’omutima gwange; nzija kwemulugunyiza mu bulumi bw’emmeeme yange.
Therefore I will not restrain my mouth; I will speak in the anguish of my spirit; I will complain in the bitterness of my soul.
12 Ndi nnyanja oba ndi lukwata ow’omu buziba, olyoke onkuume?
Am I a sea, or a sea-monster, That thou settest a watch over me?
13 Bwe ndowooza nti, obuliri bwange bunampa ku mirembe, ekiriri kyange kinakendeeza ku kulumwa kwange;
When I say, My bed shall relieve me, My couch shall ease my complaint,
14 n’olyoka ontiisa n’ebirooto era n’onkanga okuyita mu kwolesebwa.
Then thou scarest me with dreams, And terrifiest me with visions;
15 Emmeeme yange ne yeegomba okwetuga, nfe okusinga okuba omulamu.
So that my soul chooseth strangling, Yea, death, rather than these my bones.
16 Sikyeyagala, neetamiddwa. Sijja kubeera mulamu emirembe gyonna. Ndeka; kubanga ennaku zange butaliimu.
I am wasting away; I shall not live alway: Let me alone, for my days are a vapor!
17 Omuntu kye ki ggwe okumugulumiza, n’omulowoozaako?
What is man, that thou shouldst make great account him, And fix thy mind upon him?—
18 Bw’otyo n’omwekebejja buli makya, n’omugezesa buli kaseera?
That thou shouldst visit him every morning, And prove him every moment?
19 Olituusa ddi nga tonvuddeeko n’ondeka ne mmira ku malusu?
How long ere thou wilt look away from me, And let me alone, till I have time to breathe?
20 Nyonoonye; kiki kye nakukola, ggwe omukuumi w’abantu? Lwaki onfudde nga akabonero ak’obulabe gy’oli, ne neefuukira omugugu?
If I have sinned, what have I done to thee, O thou watcher of men! Why hast thou set me up as thy mark, So that I have become a burden to myself?
21 Era lwaki tosonyiwa kwonoona kwange, n’oggyawo obutali butuukirivu bwange? Kubanga kaakano nzija kwebaka mu ntaana; era ojja kunnoonya ku makya naye naaba sikyaliwo.”
And why dost thou not pardon my transgression, And take away mine iniquity? For soon shall I sleep in the dust; And, though thou seek me diligently, I shall not be.
