Ayubu 17
1 Moyo wangu umevunjika, siku zangu zimefupishwa, kaburi linaningojea.
My spirit is broken, my days are cut short, the grave is ready for me.
2 Hakika wenye mizaha wamenizunguka; macho yangu yamebaki kutazama uadui wao.
Yet truly those that mock are with me, and on their offendings must my eye rest.
3 “Ee Mungu, nipe dhamana unayodai. Ni nani mwingine atakayeweka dhamana kwa ajili yangu?
And thou, [Creator!] attend, I pray thee, be my surety with thyself: who else is there that would strike hands with me?
4 Umezifunga akili zao zisipate ufahamu, kwa hiyo hutawaacha wapate ushindi.
For thou hast concealed their heart against intelligence: therefore art thou not exalted [through them].
5 Kama mtu akiwashutumu rafiki zake ili apate ujira, macho ya watoto wake yatashindwa kuona.
Every one of them speaketh deceptively to his friends: may also the eyes of his children fail.
6 “Mungu amenifanya kitu cha dhihaka kwa kila mtu, mtu ambaye watu humtemea mate usoni.
And he hath placed me here as a by-word unto nations; and I become openly as a place of abomination.
7 Macho yangu yamefifia kwa ajili ya majonzi; umbile langu lote ni kama kivuli.
Therefore is my eye dim from vexation, and my limbs are all of them like a shadow.
8 Watu wanyofu wanatishwa na hili; watu wasio na hatia wanasimama dhidi ya wasiomcha Mungu.
Upright men must be astonished at this, and the innocent must arouse himself against the hypocrite.
9 Hata hivyo, waadilifu watazishika njia zao, nao wale wenye mikono safi wataendelea kupata nguvu.
Yet will the righteous hold firmly on to his way; and he that is clean of hands will acquire additional strength.
10 “Lakini ninyi njooni, ninyi nyote, jaribuni tena! Sitampata mtu mwenye hekima miongoni mwenu.
But all of you, do only return, and come but [to me]: and yet I shall not find among you one wise man.
11 Siku zangu zimepita, mipango yangu imevunjika, vivyo hivyo shauku za moyo wangu.
My days are past, my resolves are broken off, [even the thoughts]—the possessions of my heart.
12 Watu hawa hufanya usiku kuwa mchana, kwenye giza wao husema, ‘Mwanga u karibu.’
These would change the night into day, the light as near in the presence of darkness.—
13 Kama nyumba pekee ninayoitarajia ni kaburi, kama nikikitandika kitanda changu gizani, (Sheol h7585)
When I hope for the nether world as my house; in the darkness have I spread my couch; (Sheol h7585)
14 kama nikiuambia uharibifu, ‘Wewe u baba yangu,’ na kuliambia buu, ‘Wewe u mama yangu’ au ‘Dada yangu,’
When I call to corruption, Thou art my father: Thou art my mother, and my sister, to the worms.
15 liko wapi basi tarajio langu? Ni nani awezaye kuona tarajio lolote kwa ajili yangu?
Ay, where is then my hope? as for my hope, who will see it [fulfilled]?
