Job 7
1 “Isn’t a man forced to labor on earth? Aren’t his days like the days of a hired hand?
Mihem jouse hinkho hi hahsatna toh kidel jing hilou ham? Ihinkho uhi kitha lah khut tobang hilou ham?
2 As a servant who earnestly desires the shadow, as a hireling who looks for his wages,
Liim ngaicha aum natong mi tobang ahin, soh atohna man ngah tobang ahi.
3 so I am made to possess months of misery, wearisome nights are appointed to me.
Keima jong lha phabep sunga chu phatchomna bei natoh eikipen ahi, lunggel gentheina dimset in jankho sot noijah genthei kathoh e.
4 When I lie down, I say, ‘When will I arise, and the night be gone?’ I toss and turn until the dawning of the day.
Jalkhun chungah kalumin, itih tah le jingkah ahitadem tin kagel jin, ahinlah jan in eisu chol in khovah kahsen kaki pehle le jin ahi.
5 My flesh is clothed with worms and clods of dust. My skin closes up, and breaks out afresh.
Kati chungla than leh akhih in atom dimin ka vun jong apohkeh gamin anai along longe.
6 My days are swifter than a weaver’s shuttle, and are spent without hope.
Ka nikho ho jong pon khong ho patphei kilham sangin ging jon, kinepna beijin akichai ji'e.
7 Oh remember that my life is a breath. My eye will no more see good.
O Pathen, kahin kho hi hai khat bep bou ahi ti nei geldoh peh in, chule keiman kipana hi kanei kit lou hel ding ahi.
8 The eye of him who sees me will see me no more. Your eyes will be on me, but I will not be.
Nangin tua hi neimu ahin, ahinlah nei musot pon nate, nangin neiven natin ahinlah keima ana chemang tange.
9 As the cloud is consumed and vanishes away, so he who goes down to Sheol will come up no more. (Sheol h7585)
Meilhang akithecheh a aman hel bangin, athiho khu hung kile kit tapou vinte. (Sheol h7585)
10 He will return no more to his house, neither will his place know him any more.
Amaho chu ainuva patna tonsotna mukit tah lou dinga chemang ahitauve.
11 “Therefore I will not keep silent. I will speak in the anguish of my spirit. I will complain in the bitterness of my soul.
Keima thusei louvin kaum theipoi, kalung genthei naho kasei doh a ka lhagao genthei jeh a kiphin ding kahi.
12 Am I a sea, or a sea monster, that you put a guard over me?
Keima hi twikhanglen'a kichat chat um ganhing len ahilouleh gullui kahia nahonbit nanoija chu neikoi jeng ding ham?
13 When I say, ‘My bed will comfort me. My couch will ease my complaint,’
Keima kalupna in eilhamon intin, chule ka imut teng kanat genthei na ho olsah tante tin kagelle.
14 then you scare me with dreams and terrify me through visions,
Ahinlah nangin mangse neimatsah jin, chule gaothil mu in nei kichat sah ji'e.
15 so that my soul chooses strangling, death rather than my bones.
Hitia genthei thoh sang hin, eikimeh lih jeng hen lang thileng pha kasa joi.
16 I loathe my life. I don’t want to live forever. Leave me alone, for my days are but a breath.
Kahinkho kadei mon hitia hin hin ding hi kadei tapoi, O nikho lhomcha kanei sung hin kachangin nei dalha jengin.
17 What is man, that you should magnify him, that you should set your mind on him,
Mihem hohi ipi hiuva, nangin hibanga hi na khohsah a chule nagel jing jeng ham?
18 that you should visit him every morning, and test him every moment?
Ajeh chu nangin jingkah seh le nakhol chil soh in, chule phat jousen na patep jinge.
19 How long will you not look away from me, nor leave me alone until I swallow down my spittle?
Kachil valna ding phatsung beh a ipi dinga nei dalhah lou ham?
20 If I have sinned, what do I do to you, you watcher of men? Why have you set me as a mark for you, so that I am a burden to myself?
Chonset kanei ahilehnang chunga ipi kabol khah ham? O mihem te vejing pa, keihi nanga dinga pohgih kahija, natup penna neisem ham?
21 Why do you not pardon my disobedience, and take away my iniquity? For now will I lie down in the dust. You will seek me diligently, but I will not be.”
Kachonsetna hi ngaidam jengin lang chule kathemmona ho nei lahmang peh tan, ajeh chu leivui lah a kijam a thivah ding kahitan, nangin hin ven natin chemang tange.
