ईयोब 3
After this Job opened his mouth, and cursed his day.
Job answered:
3 ३ “मी ज्या दिवशी जन्मलो तो दिवस नष्ट होवो, मुलाची गर्भधारणा झाली अशी जी रात्र म्हणाली ती भस्म होवो.
"Let the day perish in which I was born, the night which said, 'A man is conceived.'
4 ४ तो दिवस अंधकारमय होवो, देवाला त्याचे विस्मरण होवो, त्यावर सुर्यप्रकाश पडला नसता तर फार बरे झाले असते.
Let that day be darkness. May God above not care about it, neither let the 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,
Let darkness and the shadow of death claim it for their own. Let a cloud dwell on it. Let the blackness of the day terrify it.
6 ६ ती रात्र काळोख घट्ट पकडून ठेवो, वर्षाच्या दिवसांमध्ये ती आनंद न पावो. महिन्याच्या तिथीत तिची गणती न होवो.
As for that night, let thick darkness seize on it. Let it not rejoice among the days of the year. Let it not come into the number of the months.
Look, let that night be barren. Let no joyful voice come in it.
Let them curse it who curse the day, who are ready to rouse up 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.
Let the stars of its twilight be dark. Let it look for light, but have none, neither let it see the eyelids of the morning,
because it did not shut up the doors of my mother's womb, nor did it hide trouble from my eyes.
11 ११ उदरातुन बाहेर आलो तेव्हाच मी का मरण पावलो नाही? माझ्या आईने मला जन्म देताच मी का प्राण त्यागला नाही?
"Why did I not die from the womb? Why did I not give up the spirit when my mother bore me?
12 १२ तिच्या मांडयानी माझा स्विकार का केला? किंवा मी जगावे म्हणून तिच्या स्तनांनी माझा स्विकार का केला?
Why did the knees receive me? Or why the breast, that I should suck?
For now should I have lain down and been quiet. I should have slept, then I would have been at rest,
with kings and counselors of the earth, who built up waste places for themselves;
15 १५ किंवा ज्या राजकुमारांनी आपली घरे सोन्या रुप्यांनी भरली त्यांच्या बरोबरच मलाही मरण आले असते तर बरे झाले असते.
or with princes who had gold, who 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.
or as a hidden untimely birth I had not been, as infants who never saw light.
There the wicked cease from troubling. There the weary are at rest.
There the prisoners are at ease together. They do not hear the voice of the taskmaster.
The small and the great are there. The servant is free from his master.
"Why is light given to him who is in misery, life to the bitter in soul,
21 २१ ज्याला मरण पाहीजे त्यास मरण येत नाही, दु: खी मनुष्य गुप्त खजिन्यापेक्षा मृत्यूच्या अधिक शोधात असतो?
Who long for death, but it doesn't come; and dig for it more than for hidden treasures,
who rejoice exceedingly, and are glad, when they can find the grave?
Why is light given to a man whose way is hid, whom God has hedged in?
For my sighing comes before I eat. My groanings are poured out like water.
For the thing which I fear comes on me, That which I am afraid of comes to me.
I am not at ease, neither am I quiet, neither have I rest; but trouble comes."
