< Job 7 >

1 Has not man his ordered time of trouble on the earth? and are not his days like the days of a servant working for payment?
Tsy mahafantatra izay ratsy va ny vavako? Tsy mpiantafika va ny zanak’ olombelona etỳ ambonin’ ny tany? Ary tsy tahaka ny andron’ ny mpikarama va ny androny?
2 As a servant desiring the shades of evening, and a workman looking for his payment:
Toy ny mpanompo maniry alokaloka, ary toy ny mpikarama miandry ny karaman’ ny asany,
3 So I have for my heritage months of pain to no purpose, and nights of weariness are given to me.
Dia toy izany no anaovana ahy hahita volana mampahory, ary alina mahadisadisa no tendrena ho ahy.
4 When I go to my bed, I say, When will it be time to get up? but the night is long, and I am turning from side to side till morning light.
Raha vao mandry aho, dia mieritreritra hoe: Rahoviana re no hifoha aho? Fa mihalava izany ny alina, ary mivadibadika indrindra aho mandra-pahazavan’ ny andro.
5 My flesh is covered with worms and dust; my skin gets hard and then is cracked again.
Ny nofoko mitafy olitra sy baingan-tany; efa maina ny hoditro, kanjo mitsiranorano indray.
6 My days go quicker than the cloth-worker's thread, and come to an end without hope.
Faingana noho ny famahanan-tenona ny androko ka lany tsy misy fanantenana.
7 O, keep in mind that my life is wind: my eye will never again see good.
Tsarovy fa rivotra ny aiko: ary tsy hahita soa intsony ny masoko.
8 The eye of him who sees me will see me no longer: your eyes will be looking for me, but I will be gone.
Tsy hahita ahy intsony ny mason’ izay mijery ahy: Ny masonao hizaha ahy, fa tsy ho ao aho.
9 A cloud comes to an end and is gone; so he who goes down into the underworld comes not up again. (Sheol h7585)
Tahaka ny rahona misava ka levona, dia tahaka izany koa, izay midìna any amin’ ny fiainan-tsi-hita tsy mba hiakatra intsony; (Sheol h7585)
10 He will not come back to his house, and his place will have no more knowledge of him.
Tsy hiverina any an-tranony intsony izy. Ary tsy hahalala azy intsony ny fonenany.
11 So I will not keep my mouth shut; I will let the words come from it in the pain of my spirit, my soul will make a bitter outcry.
Ary izaho dia tsy hamehy vava, Fa hiteny noho ny fahorian’ ny fanahiko sy hitaraina noho ny fangidian’ ny aiko.
12 Am I a sea, or a sea-beast, that you put a watch over me?
Ranomasina va aho, na trozona, No dia asianao fiambenana?
13 When I say, In my bed I will have comfort, there I will get rest from my disease;
Raha hoy izaho: Hampionona ahy ny farafarako, hampitony ny fitarainako ny fandriako.
14 Then you send dreams to me, and visions of fear;
Dia mampitahotra ahy amin’ ny nofy Hianao ary mampihorohoro ahy amin’ ny tsindrimandry;
15 So that a hard death seems better to my soul than my pains.
Ka dia aleon’ ny fanahiko ny hokendaina, eny, aleoko ny fahafatesana aza toy izay izato fitofezako izato;
16 I have no desire for life, I would not be living for ever! Keep away from me, for my days are as a breath.
Maharikoriko ahy izao, tsy tiako ny ho velona ela; Ilaozy miala aho, fa fofona foana ny androko.
17 What is man, that you have made him great, and that your attention is fixed on him,
Inona moa ny zanak’ olombelona, no ekenao ho lehibe, ka ampandinihinao azy ny fonao,
18 And that your hand is on him every morning, and that you are testing him every minute?
Sady fantarinao isa-maraina izy; sy izahanao toetra isaky ny indray mipi-maso?
19 How long will it be before your eyes are turned away from me, so that I may have a minute's breathing-space?
Mandra-pahoviana re vao hihodina tsy hijery ahy Hianao, ka mba hiala amiko mandra-piteliko rora?
20 If I have done wrong, what have I done to you, O keeper of men? why have you made me a mark for your blows, so that I am a weariness to myself?
Na dia ho nanota aza aho, nampaninona Anao moa izany, ry Mpandinika ny olombelona? Nahoana no dia nataonao fikendry aho, ka efa tonga enta-mavesatra amiko aho?
21 And why do you not take away my sin, and let my wrongdoing be ended? for now I go down to the dust, and you will be searching for me with care, but I will be gone.
Ary nahoana no tsy mamela ny fahadisoako sy manaisotra ny heloko Hianao? Fa izao dia efa handry any amin’ ny vovoka aho; ary hitady ahy fatratra Hianao, fa tsy ho atỳ intsony aho.

< Job 7 >