Kuzwileba jinyo kwe ndziyili
1 Ndakati, “Ndowotjengeta zila dzangu
kuti ndisitongotjinya nge lulimi gwangu,
ndowobhata nlomo wangu ha babi bali pandili.”
2 Ndakazwiyita tjimumu ha nyalala,
azwibhata kukasibhatshe tjimwe.
Kuhwazogwadza kwangu kukapaphidzika.
3 Moyo wangu ukapisa mukati kwangu.
Ndakati ndiaalakana kwazokwazo, moto ukapisa,
ngono alebeleka nge lulimi gwangu.
4 “Yahwe, thamani kuti ndizibe bhelelo langu,
nenge mbalo ye mazhuba angu.
Thamani kuti ndizibe kuti butjilo
gwangu gopela gulibilidza tjini.”
5 Makathama mazhuba angu kabe mashomanana,
ne butjilo gwangu ategulitjinwe mu mesho enyu.
Malebeswa hwuti mmwe ne mmwe unonga meya yafemiwa.
6 Malebeswa hwuti nthu unoyenda se ntutshi
Malebeswa kuti banodziyidzikila suli,
unokubunganya fumwa asingazibe ntoli wayo.
7 Ngono ngwenu She, nditjakalindilani?
Ndogalabgwe mu muli.
8 Mundisunungule mu matjinyo angu.
Musindithame iseko tje zwilengwe.
9 Ndi tjimumu anditozhula nlomo wangu,
ngobe ndimwi makathama ikoku.
10 Dusani shamu yenyu mundili,
ndatjishakadzwa ngotibugwa nge luboko gwenyu.
11 Ha muloba nthu mu ntjemelela tjibi,
molobesa zwaanoda se sola.
Malebeswa nthu unonga meya koga yafemiwa.
12 Ihwani ntembezelo wangu Yahwe,
muteedzeni tjililo tjangu,
musinyalale ha nditebula mishodzi.
Ngoti ndi mwezi wenyu unopinda,
ndin'yendi sa bobatategulu bangu bose.
13 Musinditjebuke kuti ndizo ndibone kushatha
ndisathu ayenda, ndisingawobong'wa kakale.
The Confession of a Sufferer
1 I said, “I will be careful about what I do
and will not let my tongue make me sin;
I will not say anything
while evil people are near.”
2 I kept quiet, not saying a word,
not even about anything good!
But my suffering only grew worse,
3 and I was overcome with anxiety.
The more I thought, the more troubled I became;
I could not keep from asking:
4 “Lord, how long will I live?
When will I die?
Tell me how soon my life will end.”
5 How short you have made my life!
In your sight my lifetime seems nothing.
Indeed every living being is no more than a puff of wind,
6 no more than a shadow.
All we do is for nothing;
we gather wealth, but don't know who will get it.
7 What, then, can I hope for, Lord?
I put my hope in you.
8 Save me from all my sins,
and don't let fools make fun of me.
9 I will keep quiet, I will not say a word,
for you are the one who made me suffer like this.
10 Don't punish me any more!
I am about to die from your blows.
11 You punish our sins by your rebukes,
and like a moth you destroy what we love.
Indeed we are no more than a puff of wind!
12 Hear my prayer, Lord,
and listen to my cry;
come to my aid when I weep.
Like all my ancestors
I am only your guest for a little while.
13 Leave me alone so that I may have some happiness
before I go away and am no more.