The Bible

Nagh vel traa kiarit da dooinney er y thalloo? nagh vel ny laghyn echey myrgeddin myr laghyn sharvaant failt?

Is there not an appointed time to man upon earth? are not his days also like the days of an hireling?

Myr ta'n charvaant dy jeean geearree yn scadoo, as myr ta'n labbree jeeaghyn son leagh e obbyr;

As a servant earnestly desireth the shadow, and as an hireling looketh for the reward of his work:

Myr shen ta mish eginit dy cheau meeaghyn dy ardalys, as ta oieghyn tooilleilagh er ny oardaghey dou.

So am I made to possess months of vanity, and wearisome nights are appointed to me.

Tra ta mee lhie sheese, ta mee gra, Cuin nee'm girree, as yn oie ve baarit? as ta mee ceaut lesh: chyndaa noon as noal son aash, derrey brishey'n laa.

When I lie down, I say, When shall I arise, and the night be gone? and I am full of tossings to and fro unto the dawning of the day.

Ta my eill coodit lesh beishteigyn as crammanyn ooir; ta my chrackan shirgit as dwoaiagh.

My flesh is clothed with worms and clods of dust; my skin is broken, and become loathsome.

Ta my laghyn ny s'bieau na spaal fidderagh, as t'ad baarit fegooish treishteil.

My days are swifter than a weaver's shuttle, and are spent without hope.

O cooinee nagh vel my vea agh geay: cha jean my hooill fakin maynrys arragh.

O remember that my life is wind: mine eye shall no more see good.

Yn sooill t'er my akin cha vaik eh mee arragh: ta dty hooillyn orrym, as cha bee'm ny sodjey bio.

The eye of him that hath seen me shall see me no more: thine eyes are upon me, and I am not.

Myr ta'n bodjal lheïe ersooyl as goll ass shilley; myr shen eshyn ta goll sheese ayns yn oaie, cha jig eh seose arragh.

As the cloud is consumed and vanisheth away: so he that goeth down to the grave shall come up no more.

Cha jyndaa eh reesht gys e hie, chamoo ver e ynnyd enney er arragh.

He shall return no more to his house, neither shall his place know him any more.

Shen-y-fa ver-yms reamys da my veeal; neem's loayrt ayns angaish my spyrryd; neem's gaccan ayns sherriuid my annym.

Therefore I will not refrain my mouth; I will speak in the anguish of my spirit; I will complain in the bitterness of my soul.

Nee keayn, ny whale mee, dy vel oo troggal sterrym m'oï?

Am I a sea, or a whale, that thou settest a watch over me?

Tra ta mee gra, Nee my lhiabbee my gherjaghey, nee my lhiaght my accan y veeinaghey;

When I say, My bed shall comfort me, my couch shall ease my complaints;

Eisht t'ou dy my agglaghey lesh dreamalyn, as dy my heaghney lesh ashlishyn;

Then thou scarest me with dreams, and terrifiest me through visions:

Myr shen dy vel m'annym goaill stroialtys myr reih, as baase roish my vea.

So that my soul chooseth strangling, and death rather than my life.

Ta mee skee jeh; cha baillym ve foddey bio: lhig lhiam; son ta my laghyn fardalys.

I loathe it; I would not live alway: let me alone; for my days are vanity.

Cre ta dooinney dy by-feeu lhiat streeu rish, as dy hoiaghey dty chree noï?

What is man, that thou shouldest magnify him? and that thou shouldest set thine heart upon him?

As dy lhieagh oo dty laue er dy chooilley voghrey, as dy smaghtaghey eh fey-ny-laa?

And that thou shouldest visit him every morning, and try him every moment?

Caïd nagh jean oo m'aagail, ny lhiggey fea dou choud as oddym sluggey my helley?

How long wilt thou not depart from me, nor let me alone till I swallow down my spittle?

Ta mee er n'yannoo peccah, cre'n lhiasaghey oddym's y yannoo, O uss Saualtagh deiney? cre'n-fa t'ou er my hoiaghey myr mark dt'oï, myr shen dy vel mee my errey dou hene?

I have sinned; what shall I do unto thee, O thou preserver of men? why hast thou set me as a mark against thee, so that I am a burden to myself?

As cre'n-fa nagh vel oo pardooney my pheccah, as goaill ersooyl my vee-chairys? son nish nee'm cadley 'sy joan; as nee oo shirrey my lurg 'sy voghrey, agh cha bee'm er-mayrn.

And why dost thou not pardon my transgression, and take away my iniquity? for now shall I sleep in the dust; and thou shalt seek me in the morning, but I shall not be.