Ayubu 17
1 Moyo wangu umevunjika, siku zangu zimefupishwa, kaburi linaningojea.
My breath is corrupt, my days are extinct, the graves are mine.
2 Hakika wenye mizaha wamenizunguka; macho yangu yamebaki kutazama uadui wao.
Are there not mockers around me? and doth [not] mine eye abide in their provocation?
3 “Ee Mungu, nipe dhamana unayodai. Ni nani mwingine atakayeweka dhamana kwa ajili yangu?
Lay down now [a pledge], be thou surety for me with thyself: who is he that striketh hands with me?
4 Umezifunga akili zao zisipate ufahamu, kwa hiyo hutawaacha wapate ushindi.
For thou hast hidden their heart from understanding; therefore thou wilt not exalt [them].
5 Kama mtu akiwashutumu rafiki zake ili apate ujira, macho ya watoto wake yatashindwa kuona.
He that betrayeth friends for a prey — even the eyes of his children shall fail.
6 “Mungu amenifanya kitu cha dhihaka kwa kila mtu, mtu ambaye watu humtemea mate usoni.
And he hath made me a proverb of the peoples; and I am become one to be spit on in the face.
7 Macho yangu yamefifia kwa ajili ya majonzi; umbile langu lote ni kama kivuli.
And mine eye is dim by reason of grief, and all my members are as a shadow.
8 Watu wanyofu wanatishwa na hili; watu wasio na hatia wanasimama dhidi ya wasiomcha Mungu.
Upright men [shall be] astonished at this, and the innocent shall be stirred up against the ungodly;
9 Hata hivyo, waadilifu watazishika njia zao, nao wale wenye mikono safi wataendelea kupata nguvu.
But the righteous shall hold on his way, and he that hath clean hands shall increase in strength.
10 “Lakini ninyi njooni, ninyi nyote, jaribuni tena! Sitampata mtu mwenye hekima miongoni mwenu.
But as for you all, pray come on again; and I shall not find one wise man among you.
11 Siku zangu zimepita, mipango yangu imevunjika, vivyo hivyo shauku za moyo wangu.
My days are past, my purposes are broken off, the cherished thoughts of my heart.
12 Watu hawa hufanya usiku kuwa mchana, kwenye giza wao husema, ‘Mwanga u karibu.’
They change the night into day; the light [they imagine] near in presence of the darkness.
13 Kama nyumba pekee ninayoitarajia ni kaburi, kama nikikitandika kitanda changu gizani, (Sheol h7585)
If I wait, Sheol is my house; I spread my bed in the darkness: (Sheol h7585)
14 kama nikiuambia uharibifu, ‘Wewe u baba yangu,’ na kuliambia buu, ‘Wewe u mama yangu’ au ‘Dada yangu,’
I cry to the grave, Thou art my father! to the worm, My mother, and my sister!
15 liko wapi basi tarajio langu? Ni nani awezaye kuona tarajio lolote kwa ajili yangu?
And where is then my hope? yea, my hope, who shall see it?
