UJobe 10
1 Umphefumulo wami ukhathele yimpilo yami; ngizatshiya insolo yami phezu kwami; ngizakhuluma ekubabeni komphefumulo wami.
My soul is disgusted with my life; I will give free vent to my complaint over myself; I will speak in the bitterness of my soul.
2 Ngizakuthi kuNkulunkulu: Ungangilahli; ngazisa ukuthi kungani uphikisana lami.
I will say unto God, Do not condemn me; let me know for what cause thou contendest against me.
3 Kuhle yini kuwe ukuthi ucindezele, ukuthi udelele umsebenzi wezandla zakho, ukhanye phezu kwecebo lababi?
Is it well for thee that thou shouldst oppress, that thou shouldst reject the labor of thy hands, and shed light upon the counsel of the wicked?
4 Ulamehlo enyama yini? Ubona njengokubona komuntu?
Hast thou eyes of flesh? or wilt thou see as a mortal seeth?
5 Insuku zakho zinjengensuku zomuntu na? Iminyaka yakho injengensuku zomuntu yini,
Are thy days as the days of a mortal, or are thy years as the days of a man,
6 ukuthi udinge ngobubi bami, uhlolisise ngesono sami?
That thou inquirest after my iniquity, and searchest after my sin?
7 Ngoba usazi ukuthi kangikhohlakalanga, lokuthi kakho ongakhulula esandleni sakho.
Still it is within thy knowledge that I am not wicked, and there is none that can deliver me out of thy hand.
8 Izandla zakho zangibumba zangenza kanyekanye inhlangothi zonke, kanti uyangichitha.
Thy hands have carefully fashioned me and made me; every thing is in harmony all round about; and yet thou dost destroy me!
9 Ake ukhumbule ukuthi wangenza njengebumba. Pho, uzangibuyisela ethulini?
Remember, I beseech thee, that as though I were clay hast thou made me; and wilt thou cause me to return again unto the dust?
10 Kawungithululanga njengochago, wangijiyisa njengamasi yini?
Behold, like milk didst thou pour me out, and like cheese didst thou curdle me.
11 Ungigqokise isigogo lenyama, wangihlanganisa ndawonye ngamathambo langemisipha.
With skin and flesh didst thou clothe me, and with bones and sinews didst thou cover me.
12 Ungenzele impilo lomusa, lokunakekela kwakho kulondolozile umoya wami.
Life and kindness didst thou grant me, and thy providence watched over my spirit.
13 Kanti lezizinto uzifihlile enhliziyweni yakho; ngiyazi ukuthi lokhu kukuwe.
And yet these things hadst thou treasured up in thy heart: I know that this was [resolved] within thee.
14 Uba ngisona, ungiqaphele, kawuyikungiyekela ngingelacala esonweni sami.
If I have sinned, then dost thou watch me, and from my iniquity thou wilt not declare me guiltless.
15 Uba ngimubi, maye kimi! Uba ngilungile, bengingayikuphakamisa ikhanda lami. Ngigcwele ihlazo, ngakho bona inhlupheko yami.
If I be wicked, woe unto me: and if I be righteous, I can still not lift up my head; I am sated with disgrace, and ever seeing my affliction;
16 Ngoba kuyaziphakamisa; uyangizingela njengesilwane; ubuye uzenze okumangalisayo kimi.
And it constantly increaseth; like a fierce lion dost thou hunt for me; and again thou showest thyself continually wonderful on me;
17 Uyavuselela abafakazi bakho abamelene lami, wandise ulaka lwakho kimi; izinguquko lempi kulami.
Thou ever renewest thy witnesses against me, and causest thy indignation to grow strong against me; changes and multitudes [of sufferings] are around me.
18 Pho kungani wangikhupha esizalweni? Kungathi ngabe ngaphela, lelihlo lingangibonanga!
Wherefore then didst thou bring me forth out of the womb? Oh that I had perished, and that no eye had seen me!
19 Ngangizakuba njengokungathi kangikho; ngangizathwalwa ngisuswe esizalweni ngisiwe engcwabeni.
That I were as though I had not been, —had been borne from the womb to the grave.
20 Insuku zami kazinlutshwana yini? Khawula phela, ungiyekele ukuze ngithokoze kancinyane,
Lo! my days are but few: cease, then, withdraw from me [thy hand], that I may recover my cheerfulness a little.
21 ngingakayi - ngingabuyi- elizweni lomnyama lethunzi lokufa,
Before I go, and return not, to the land of darkness and the shadow of death,
22 ilizwe lomnyama, njengobumnyama, ithunzi lokufa, elingelahlelo, lokukhanya kunjengobumnyama.
A land of utter gloom, as of the darkness of the shadow of death, without any order, and the light of which is like utter gloom.
