1 Omuntu a valwa komukiintu
omasiku ge omafupi
nogu udha uupyakadhi.
2 Ota hapa ongongala nota ganya;
okwa fa omuzizimba tagu matuka nota kana po.
3 Omuntu a tya ngawo oto mu tongolola?
Oto mu eta koshipala shoye, a pangulwe?
4 Maantu ya nyata otamu zi tuu omuyelele?
Itamu zi nando ogumwe!
5 Omasiku gomuntu ogu uthwa nale,
omwaalu gwoomwedhi dhe owe gu ngambeka;
okwa tendelwa ongamba noita vulu oku yi konda.
6 Onkee ano, kala wa fa waahe mu wete, opo a vululukwe po,
sigo a thiki kethimbo lye ongomulongeli gwondjambi.
7 Nomuti wo ogu na etegameno:
ngele tagu kewa po, otagu tsapuka ishewe,
niitayi yagwo iipe itayi pu po.
8 Nando omidhi dhagwo tadhi kulupile mevi,
noshithindi shagwo tashi sile mo,
9 ihe ngele gwa mono omeya,
otagu tsapuka ishewe iitayi iipe.
10 Omuntu ota si noke na po we sha;
ota fudha mo omufudho nolwa hulu.
11 Ngaashi omeya taga pwine metale,
nenge omulonga tagu filala,
12 osho ngeyi omuntu ta lala
noita penduka po we.
Manga egulu inaali hula po,
aantu itaa papudhuka moomposi dhawo.
13 Andola u langeke ndje ashike muusi,
u holeke ndje, sigo ondjahi yoye ya kodha.
Ando u holeke ndje mo ethimbo lyu uthwa
e to ka dhimbulukwa ndje ihe konale.
14 Omuntu ngele okwa si,
ota kala ishewe e na omwenyo?
Momasiku guudhigu wandje
otandi tegelele, sigo emanguluko lyandje lya thiki.
15 Oto ka ithana ndje notandi ku itaale;
oto ka yuulukwa omushitwa gwoye.
16 Oto ka tonatela onkatu yandje kehe,
noito tala omayono gandje.
17 Omayono gandje oto ga holeke mompunda;
oto siikile oondjo dhandje.
18 Ngaashi oondundu tadhi gu,
omamanya taga halakana,
19 omeya taga wegula omamanya
nekunguluko lyomeya tali fulu po evi,
osho to hanagula po etegameno lyomuntu.
20 Oto mu sindi sigo aluhe, nota kana po.
Oto shundula oshipala she e to mu tidha po.
21 Oyana ngele taa simanekwa, ite shi tseya,
nongele taa dhinwa, ite shi mono.
22 Ota kala e na uuwehame molutu lwe
noti ilili ye mwene.
Job Continues His Prayer
Life Is Short and Sorrowful
1 Life is short and sorrowful
for every living soul.
2 We are flowers that fade
and shadows that vanish.
3 And so, I ask you, God,
why pick on me?
4 There's no way a human
can be completely pure.
5 Our time on earth is brief;
the number of our days
is already decided by you.
6 Why don't you leave us alone
and let us find some happiness
while we toil and labor?
When a Tree Is Chopped Down
7 When a tree is chopped down,
there is always the hope
that it will sprout again.
8 Its roots and stump may rot,
9 but at the touch of water,
it sprouts once again.
10 Humans are different—
we die, and that's the end.
11 We are like streams and lakes
after the water has gone;
12 we fall into the sleep of death,
never to rise again,
until the sky disappears.
13 Please hide me, God,
deep in the ground—
and when you are angry no more,
remember to rescue me.
Will We Humans Live Again?
14 Will we humans live again?
I would gladly suffer
and wait for my time.
15 My Creator, you would want me;
you would call out,
and I would answer.
16 You would take care of me,
but not count my sins—
17 you would put them in a bag,
tie it tight,
and toss them away.
18 But in the real world,
mountains tumble,
and rocks crumble;
19 streams wear away stones
and wash away soil.
And you destroy our hopes!
20 You change the way we look,
then send us away,
wiped out forever.
21 We never live to know
if our children are praised
or disgraced.
22 We feel no pain but our own,
and when we mourn,
it's only for ourselves.
