ईयोब 3
After this Job began speaking, cursing the day of his birth.
He said,
3 ३ “मी ज्या दिवशी जन्मलो तो दिवस नष्ट होवो, मुलाची गर्भधारणा झाली अशी जी रात्र म्हणाली ती भस्म होवो.
“Wipe out the day I was born, and the night when it was announced that a boy had been conceived.
4 ४ तो दिवस अंधकारमय होवो, देवाला त्याचे विस्मरण होवो, त्यावर सुर्यप्रकाश पडला नसता तर फार बरे झाले असते.
Turn that day to darkness. God above should not remember it. Don't let light shine on it.
5 ५ मृत्यूची सावली आणि अंधार त्यास आपल्या स्वतःचा समजो, ढग सदैव त्यावर राहो, जी प्रत्येक गोष्ट दिवसाचा अंधार करते ती त्यास खरेच भयभीत करो,
Take it back, darkness and death-shadow. A black cloud should overshadow it. It should be as terrifying as the darkness of an eclipse during the day.
6 ६ ती रात्र काळोख घट्ट पकडून ठेवो, वर्षाच्या दिवसांमध्ये ती आनंद न पावो. महिन्याच्या तिथीत तिची गणती न होवो.
Blot out that night as if it never existed. Don't count it on the calendar. Don't let it have a day in any month.
Let that night be childless, with no sounds of happiness heard.
Those who place curses on certain days should curse it, those who have the power to raise Leviathan.
9 ९ त्या दिवसाच्या पहाटेचे तारे काळे होत. तो दिवस प्रकाशाची वाट पाहो पण तो कधी न मिळो, त्याच्या पापण्यास उषःकालाचे दर्शन न घडो.
Its early morning stars should stay dark. Looking for light, may none come, may it not see the glimmer of dawn
for it did not shut my mother's womb to prevent me from seeing trouble.
11 ११ उदरातुन बाहेर आलो तेव्हाच मी का मरण पावलो नाही? माझ्या आईने मला जन्म देताच मी का प्राण त्यागला नाही?
Why wasn't I stillborn? Why didn't I die at birth?
12 १२ तिच्या मांडयानी माझा स्विकार का केला? किंवा मी जगावे म्हणून तिच्या स्तनांनी माझा स्विकार का केला?
Why was there a lap for me to lie on, or breasts for me to suck?
For now I would be lying down in peace. I would be sleeping and at rest,
along with the kings of this world and their officials whose palaces now lie in ruins,
15 १५ किंवा ज्या राजकुमारांनी आपली घरे सोन्या रुप्यांनी भरली त्यांच्या बरोबरच मलाही मरण आले असते तर बरे झाले असते.
or with noblemen who collected gold and filled their houses with silver.
16 १६ कदाचित मी जन्मापासूनच मृत मूल का झालो नाही, किंवा प्रकाश न पाहिलेले अर्भक मी असतो तर बरे झाले असते.
Why wasn't I a miscarriage, buried in secret, a baby who never saw the light?
There in the grave the wicked give no more trouble, and those whose strength is gone have their rest.
There prisoners take it easy—they don't hear the commands of their oppressors.
Both small and great are there, and slaves are freed from their masters.
Why does God give life to those who are suffering, living bitterly miserable lives,
21 २१ ज्याला मरण पाहीजे त्यास मरण येत नाही, दु: खी मनुष्य गुप्त खजिन्यापेक्षा मृत्यूच्या अधिक शोधात असतो?
those who are waiting for death that does not come and who are looking for death more desperately than hunting for treasure?
They're so incredibly happy when the reach the grave!
Why is light given to someone who doesn't know where they're going, someone God has fenced in?
My groans are the bread I eat; my raging tears are the water I drink.
For all that I feared has happened to me; everything that I dreaded has come upon me.
I have no peace, no quiet, no rest. All that comes is rage.”
