Job 16
Asang Khongca Bible (Eastern Khumi Chin, 2019)
Douay-Rheims Bible, American Edition (1899)
1To naah Job mah,
1Then Job answered, and said:
2to baktih loknawk ka thaih pop parai boeh; pathloephaih lok nang thuih o, toe poek amrosakkung ah ni na oh o boih.
2I have often heard such things as these: you are all troublesome comforters.
3Avang ai loknawk to boeng thai ai boeh maw? Tipongah maw lok pathim hanah misa na hoih o?
3Shall windy words have no end? or is it any trouble to thee to speak?
4Kang doethaih ahmuen ah na oh o nahaeloe, na thuih o ih baktiah ka thuih thai toeng; lok hoi kang zoeh o thaih moe, lu kang haek o thuih thaih.
4I also could speak like you: and would God your soul were for my soul.
5Toe ka pahni hoi tacawt pathloephaih lok mah nangcae poek mongsak hanah, thapaekhaih lok ni kang thuih o han.
5I would comfort you also with words, and would wag my head over you.
6Lok ka thuih cadoeh, ka nathaih hoihkhang ai; lokthui ai ah ka pauep cadoeh, hoih kuehaih om ai.
6I would strengthen you with my mouth, and would move my lips, as sparing you.
7Toe vaihi loe Anih mah kai angphosak boeh; ka imthung takoh boih nam rosak boeh.
7But what shall I do? If I speak, my pain will not rest: and if I hold my peace, it will not depart from me.
8Ka nganhin loe angcu boih boeh, nganhin angcu loe kai hnukung ah oh; kai loe ka zaek keng boeh, ka nganhin zaekhaih loe kai hnukung ah oh hanah mikhmai kangtong ah angdoet tahang.
8But now my sorrow hath oppressed me, and all my limbs are brought to nothing.
9Sithaw palungbethaih mah kai hae angsih pet pet moe, ang pacaekthlaek; haa ang kaek thuih; ka misa mah miktamai hoiah ang khet.
9My wrinkles bear witness against me, and a false speaker riseth up against my face, contradicting me.
10Nihcae mah pakha ang angh o thuih; nihcae loe nawnto amkhueng o moe, khet patoekhaih hoiah tangbaeng ah ang tabaeng o.
10He hath gathered together his fury against me, and threatening me he hath gnashed with his teeth upon me: my enemy hath beheld me with terrible eyes.
11Anih mah Sithaw panoek ai kaminawk ban ah ang paek moe, kahoih ai kaminawk ban ah ang vah.
11They have opened their mouths upon me, and reproaching me they have struck me on the cheek, they are filled with my pains.
12Kamongah ka oh naah, anih mah kai amrosak; tahnong ah ang patawnh moe, apet pat hanah ang thuek pacoengah, kah han patoep ih ahmuen maeto baktiah ang suek.
12God hath shut me up with the unjust man, and hath delivered me into the hands of the wicked.
13Kalii kaat kop anih ih kaminawk mah kai ang takui o khoep moe, tahmenhaih tawn ai ah kaeng ah ang thun o; kai ih ahmuet tui to long ah ang kraih pae.
13I that was formerly so wealthy, am all on a sudden broken to pieces: he hath taken me by my neck, he hath broken me, and hath set me up to be his mark.
14Anih mah ahmaa maeto pacoeng maeto angsihsak moe, misatuh kami baktiah tha hoiah ang hmang.
14He hath compassed me round about with his lances, he hath wounded my loins, he hath not spared, and hath poured out my bowels on the earth.
15Ka nganhin nuiah kazii to ka huih moe, kaimah ih taki to maiphu thungah ka phum.
15He hath torn me with wound upon wound, he hath rushed in upon me like a giant.
16Ka qah loiah ka mikhmai hae amro moe, ka miklakoek nuiah duekhaih to oh;
16I have sowed sackcloth upon my skin, and have covered my flesh with ashes.
17toe ka ban ah sethaih hmuen tidoeh om ai; lawk ka thuihaih loe ciim.
17My face is swollen with weeping, and my eyelids are dim.
18Aw long, kai ih athii hae kraeng hmah; ka hanghaih lok loe natuek naah doeh anghak hmah nasoe!
18These things have I suffered without the iniquity of my hand, when I offered pure prayers to God.
19Khenah, vaihi kai hnukung van ah oh, kai angdoe haih kami doeh hmuensang ah oh.
19O earth, cover not thou my blood, neither let my cry find a hiding place in thee.
20Kam puinawk mah ang pahnui o thuih, kai loe mikkhraetui hoiah ni Sithaw hmaa ah ka oh.
20For behold my witness is in heaven, and he that knoweth my conscience is on high.
21Kami maeto mah ampui han tahmenhaih hnik pae baktih toengah, kami maeto mah Sithaw khaeah tahmenhaih na hni pae nahaeloe ka koeh.
21My friends are full of words: my eye poureth out tears to God.
22Saning akra ai ah, amlaem let han ai ih loklam to ka pazui han boeh.
22And O that a man might so be judged with God, as the son of man is judged with his companion!
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23For behold short years pass away and I am walking in a path by which I shall not return.
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