Job 7
Asang Khongca Bible (Eastern Khumi Chin, 2019)
Douay-Rheims Bible, American Edition (1899)
1Kami loe thanathaih hoiah na ai maw long nuiah toksak? A hinghaih ninawk doeh toksak han tlai ih kami ih ninawk baktiah na ai maw oh?
1The life of man upon earth is a warfare, and his days are like the days of a hireling.
2Tamna mah tahlip to zing moe, tlai ih toksah kami mah toktho zing baktih toengah,
2As a servant longeth for the shade, as the hireling looketh for the end of his work;
3kai doeh khrah paroeai thungah ka sak ih tok loe azom pui ah ni oh, aqumnawk doeh kai patangkhanghaih ah ni oh.
3So I also have had empty months, and have numbered to myself wearisome nights.
4Ka iih naah, natuek naah maw aqum hae boeng ueloe, kang thawk han? tiah ka poek; to tiah akhawnbang khodai khoek to ahnuk ahmaa kam let.
4If I lie down to sleep, I shall say: When shall arise? and again I shall look for the evening, and shall be filled with sorrows even till darkness.
5Ka ngan loe alungh hoi maiphu mah khuk khoep boeh; ka nganhin loe akah rak moe, ahnai to tacawt.
5My flesh is clothed with rottenness and the filth of dust, my skin is withered and drawn together.
6Ka hinghaih aninawk loe kahni sah kami ih camprai pongah rang kue moe, oephaih om ai ah laemh o.
6My days have passed more swiftly than the web is cut by the weaver, and are consumed without any hope.
7Aw ka hinghaih loe takhi ah ni oh, tiah panoek ah; ka mik mah hoihhaih roe hnu mak ai boeh.
7Remember that my life is but wind, and my eyes shall not return to see good things.
8Vaihi kai hnu kaminawk mah, kai na hnu o let mak ai boeh; nang khet naah, ka om mak ai boeh.
8Nor shall the sight of man behold me: thy eyes are upon me, and I shall be no more.
9Kanghmaa tamai baktiah, taprong ah caeh tathuk kami loe, amlaem let mak ai boeh.
9As a cloud is consumed, and passeth away: so he that shall go down to hell shall not come up.
10Anih loe angmah im ah amlaem let mak ai boeh; a ohhaih ahmuen mah doeh anih to panoek mak ai boeh.
10Nor shall he return my more into his house, neither shall his place know him any more.
11To pongah pakha hae kang sumh mak ai; patangkhang ka muithla hoiah lok ka thuih moe, khosak kasae ka hinghaih hoiah lok ka thuih han.
11Wherefore I will not spare my month, I will speak in the affliction of my spirit: I will talk with the bitterness of my soul.
12Kai loe tuipui ah maw ka oh, tuipui thung ih tanga pui ah maw ka oh moe, kai toepkung na suek?
12Am I a sea, or a whale, that thou hast enclosed me in a prison?
13Ka iihkhun mah kamongah anghaksak ueloe, kang song naah ka nathaih hoikhang tih mue, tiah ka poek,
13If I say: My bed shall comfort me, and I shall be relieved speaking with myself on my couch:
14to naah amaang sae mah kai ang pazih, hnuksakhaih mah ang tasoehsak;
14Thou wilt frighten me with dreams and terrify me with visions.
15to pongah ka hing pongah loe, tahnong panamh moe, duek to ka koeh kue boeh.
15So that my soul rather chooseth hanging, and my bones death.
16Ka hinghaih hae ka panuet; ka hing poe mak ai; kaimabueng na omsak ah; ka hinghaih aninawk loe avanghaih tidoeh om ai.
16I have done with hope, I shall now live no longer: spare me, for my days are nothing.
17Kami loe kawbangah maw oh moe, anih to na pakoeh? Anih to na poek?
17What is a man that thou shouldst magnify him? or why dost thou set thy heart upon him?
18Anih to akhawnbang kruek na paqaih thuih moe, anih to na tanoek tuektuek?
18Thou visitest him early in the morning, and thou provest him suddenly.
19Kai caeh taak ai ah nasetto maw na oh han vop, kaimah ih tamtui paaeh karoek to, kaimabueng nang omsak mak ai maw?
19How long wilt thou not spare me, nor suffer me to swallow down my spittle?
20Aw kaminawk toepkung, kai loe ka zae boeh maw? Na hmaa ah timaw ka sak? Tipongah kaimah han hmuenzit ah ka oh hanah, kah han na patoep ih hmuen ah nang suek loe?
20I have sinned: what shall I do to thee, O keeper of men? why hast thou set me opposite to thee, and I am become burdensome to myself?
21Tipongah ka sakpazaehaih nang tahmen ai, ka zaehaih doeh nang takhoe pae ving ai loe? Kai loe vaihi maiphu pongah kang song han boeh; akhawnbangah nang pakrong tih, toe ka om mak ai boeh, tiah a naa.
21Why dost thou not remove my sin, and why dost thou not take away my iniquity? Behold now I shall sleep in the dust: and if thou seek me in the morning, I shall not be.
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