1After this Job opened his mouth, and cursed the day of his birth.
1Quicuulac xkßehil nak laj Job quiâtinac ut quixmajecua li cutan nak quiyoßla.
2Job answered:
2Ut quixye:
3“Let the day perish in which I was born, the night which said, ‘There is a boy conceived.’
3—Tzßektânanbil taxak li kßojyîn nak quiqßueheß inyußam. Tzßektânanbil taxak li cutan nak quinyoßla.
4Let that day be darkness. Don’t let God from above seek for it, neither let the light shine on it.
4Us raj quicana ta chi kßojyîn li hônal nak quinyoßla. Ut incßaß raj chic quisakêu. Us raj incßaß ta quinjulticoß re li Dios.
5Let darkness and the shadow of death claim it for their own. Let a cloud dwell on it. Let all that makes black the day terrify it.
5Us raj nak xsukßi ta chokß kßojyîn li cutan nak quinyoßla. Us raj nak tâchâlk li kßeki chok re nak incßaß chic tâcßutûnk. Chiyibokß ru li cutan aßan.
6As for that night, let thick darkness seize on it. Let it not rejoice among the days of the year. Let it not come into the number of the months.
6Chisachk ta chi junaj cua retalil li kßojyîn nak quiqßueheß inyußam. Chisachmânk ta chi junaj cua li retalil li cutan nak quinyoßla ut li chihab aßan. Ut incßaß ta chic chijulticamânk.
7Behold, let that night be barren. Let no joyful voice come therein.
7Us raj nak junes rahil chßôlej quicuan saß li kßojyîn nak quinyoßla. Ut mâ ani raj quibichan xban xsahil xchßôl.
8Let them curse it who curse the day, who are ready to rouse up leviathan.
8Us raj nak teßxmajecua li cutan aßan li nequeßmajecuan, li cuanqueb xcuanquil saß xbên li nimla xul Leviatán.
9Let the stars of its twilight be dark. Let it look for light, but have none, neither let it see the eyelids of the morning,
9Us raj nak saß li cutan aßan incßaß chic tâlemtzßûnk li cak chahim. Us raj nak incßaß ta quicßutun li cutan aßan li yôqueb chiroybeninquil ut incßaß ta chic quisakêu.
10because it didn’t shut up the doors of my mother’s womb, nor did it hide trouble from my eyes.
10Tzßektânanbil ta chi junaj cua li kßojyîn aßan nak li Dios quinixqßue chi yoßlâc ut incßaß xinixcol chiru li raylal aßin li yôquin chixcßulbal anakcuan.
11“Why didn’t I die from the womb? Why didn’t I give up the spirit when my mother bore me?
11¿Cßaßut nak incßaß quincam nak toj mâjiß ninyoßla? Us raj nak quincam ta nak yôquin chi yoßlâc.
12Why did the knees receive me? Or why the breast, that I should nurse?
12¿Cßaßut nak quineßril nak quinyoßla? Ut, ¿cßaßut nak queßxqßue intuß?
13For now should I have lain down and been quiet. I should have slept, then I would have been at rest,
13Cui ta quincam, us raj. Mâ anihin raj saß ruchichßochß. Yôquin raj chi hilânc chi sa saß inchßôl.
14with kings and counselors of the earth, who built up waste places for themselves;
14Cuochbeneb raj li rey li queßcuan saß ruchichßochß ut eb li nequeßqßuehoc naßleb, li queßxyîb xnînkal ru cab nak toj yoßyôqueb.
15or with princes who had gold, who filled their houses with silver:
15Malaj ut cuochbeneb raj li queßcuan saß xcuanquil li queßxchßutub li oro ut li plata saß li rochocheb.
16or as a hidden untimely birth I had not been, as infants who never saw light.
16¿Cßaßut nak incßaß quincam chi toj mâjiß nacuulac xkßehil inyoßlajic, joß nequeßxcßul li cßulaßal li incßaß nequeßiloc cutan?
17There the wicked cease from troubling. There the weary are at rest.
17Eb li yibeb ru xnaßleb nequeßxcanab xbânunquil li incßaß us nak nequeßcam. Ut eb li lublûqueb chi cßanjelac nequeßhilan nak nequeßcam.
18There the prisoners are at ease together. They don’t hear the voice of the taskmaster.
18Joßcan ajcuiß eb li prêx. Nak nequeßcam, nequeßhilan xban nak incßaß chic nequeßrabi lix yâb xcux laj ilol tzßalam.
19The small and the great are there. The servant is free from his master.
19Nak ac camenakeb chic, juntakßêteb li cuanqueb xcuanquil riqßuineb li mâcßaßeb xcuanquil. Ut eb li lokßbil môs incßaß chic cuanqueb rubel xcuanquil lix patrón.
20“Why is light given to him who is in misery, life to the bitter in soul,
20¿Cßaßut nak li Dios naxqßue xyußam li junjûnk yal re nak tixcßul raylal saß ruchichßochß? ¿Cßaßut nak naxqßue xyußam li junelic ra saß xchßôl?
21Who long for death, but it doesn’t come; and dig for it more than for hidden treasures,
21Eb aßan yôqueb chiroybeninquil li câmc ut incßaß ajcuiß nequeßcam, usta nequeßxsicß joß nak nasiqßueß li cßaßru terto xtzßak.
22who rejoice exceedingly, and are glad, when they can find the grave?
22Nak nacuulac xkßehil nak nequeßcam, cßajoß nak nasahoß saß xchßôleb.
23Why is light given to a man whose way is hidden, whom God has hedged in?
23¿Cßaßru aj e nak li Dios naxqßue xyußam li junjûnk cui incßaß naxcßut chiru cßaßru tixcßul mokon? ¿Cßaßut nak naxqßue xyußam li ani incßaß chic naxtau chanru tixcol rib chiru li raylal?
24For my sighing comes before I eat. My groanings are poured out like water.
24Incßaß chic nincuaßac xban nak junes yâbac chic ninbânu. Incßaß chic nin-ucßac xban nak nin-ayaynac xban li raylal nincßul.
25For the thing which I fear comes on me, That which I am afraid of comes to me.
25Li raylal li yôquin chiroybeninquil, aßan ajcuiß li xincßul. Xban nak ninxucuac chixcßulbal li raylal, joßcan nak nabal li raylal xchal saß inbên.Incßaß sa cuanquin. Incßaß ninhilan chi moco nincßojob inchßôl. Incßaß chic naru nincuan saß tuktûquil usilal xban nak nabal li raylal yô chi tßanecß saß inbên, chan laj Job.
26I am not at ease, neither am I quiet, neither have I rest; but trouble comes.”
26Incßaß sa cuanquin. Incßaß ninhilan chi moco nincßojob inchßôl. Incßaß chic naru nincuan saß tuktûquil usilal xban nak nabal li raylal yô chi tßanecß saß inbên, chan laj Job.