Mawu a Mulungu mu Chichewa Chalero

Mlaliki 1

Zapansipano Nʼzopandapake

1Mawu a Mlaliki, mwana wa Davide, mfumu ya ku Yerusalemu:

“Zopandapake! Zopandapake!”
    atero Mlaliki.
“Zopandapake kotheratu!
    Zopandapake.”

Kodi munthu amapindulanji pa ntchito zake zonse
    zimene amasautsidwa nazo pansi pano?
Mibado imabwera ndipo mibado imapita,
    koma dziko lapansi limakhalapobe nthawi zonse.
Dzuwa limatuluka ndipo dzuwa limalowa
    ndipo limapita mwamsanga kumene limatulukira.
Mphepo imawombera cha kummwera
    ndi kukhotera cha kumpoto;
imawomba mozungulirazungulira,
    kumangobwererabwerera komwe yachokera.
Mitsinje yonse imakathira ku nyanja,
    koma nyanjayo sidzaza;
kumene madziwo amachokera,
    amabwereranso komweko.
Zinthu zonse ndi zotopetsa,
    kutopetsa kwake ndi kosaneneka.
Maso satopa ndi kuona
    kapena khutu kukwaniritsidwa ndi kumva.
Zomwe zinalipo kale zidzakhalaponso,
    zomwe zinachitika kale zidzachitikanso.
    Ndiye kuti chatsopano palibiretu pansi pano.
10 Kodi chilipo chinthu chimene wina anganene kuti,
    “Taona! Ichi ndiye chatsopano?”
Chinalipo kale, kalekale;
    chinalipo ife kulibe.
11 Anthu akale sakumbukiridwa,
    ngakhale amene adzabwera mʼtsogolomu
sadzakumbukiridwa ndi iwo
    amene adzabwere pambuyo pawo.

Nzeru Nʼzopandapake

12 Ine, Mlalikine, ndinali mfumu ya Israeli mu Yerusalemu. 13 Ndinayika mtima wanga pophunzira ndi kufunafuna mwa nzeru zinthu zonse zimene zimachitika pansi pa thambo. Ndi ntchito yolemetsa ndithu imene Mulungu anayipereka kwa anthu! 14 Ine ndaona zinthu zonse zochitika pansi pano; zinthu zonsezo ndi zopandapake, nʼkungodzivuta chabe.

15 Chinthu chokhota sichingathe kuwongoledwa;
    chimene palibe sichingathe kuwerengedwa.

16 Ine ndinaganiza mu mtima mwanga, “Taona, ine ndakula ndi kukhala wa nzeru zochuluka kupambana aliyense amene analamulirapo Yerusalemu ndisanabadwe; ndaphunzira nzeru zochuluka ndi luntha.” 17 Ndipo ndinadzipereka kuti ndithe kumvetsa kuti nzeru nʼchiyani, misala nʼchiyani, uchitsiru nʼchiyani, koma ndinazindikira ichi, kuti kuteronso nʼkungodzivuta chabe.

18 Pakuti nzeru zochuluka zimabweretsa chisoni chochulukanso:
    chidziwitso chochuluka, zowawa zochulukanso.

The Message

Ecclesiastes 1

The Quester

1These are the words of the Quester, David’s son and king in Jerusalem

2-11 Smoke, nothing but smoke. [That’s what the Quester says.]
    There’s nothing to anything—it’s all smoke.
What’s there to show for a lifetime of work,
    a lifetime of working your fingers to the bone?
One generation goes its way, the next one arrives,
    but nothing changes—it’s business as usual for old
        planet earth.
The sun comes up and the sun goes down,
    then does it again, and again—the same old round.
The wind blows south, the wind blows north.
    Around and around and around it blows,
    blowing this way, then that—the whirling, erratic wind.
All the rivers flow into the sea,
    but the sea never fills up.
The rivers keep flowing to the same old place,
    and then start all over and do it again.
Everything’s boring, utterly boring—
    no one can find any meaning in it.
Boring to the eye,
    boring to the ear.
What was will be again,
    what happened will happen again.
There’s nothing new on this earth.
    Year after year it’s the same old thing.
Does someone call out, “Hey, this is new”?
    Don’t get excited—it’s the same old story.
Nobody remembers what happened yesterday.
    And the things that will happen tomorrow?
Nobody’ll remember them either.
    Don’t count on being remembered.

I’ve Seen It All

12-14 Call me “the Quester.” I’ve been king over Israel in Jerusalem. I looked most carefully into everything, searched out all that is done on this earth. And let me tell you, there’s not much to write home about. God hasn’t made it easy for us. I’ve seen it all and it’s nothing but smoke—smoke, and spitting into the wind.

15 Life’s a corkscrew that can’t be straightened,
A minus that won’t add up.

16-17 I said to myself, “I know more and I’m wiser than anyone before me in Jerusalem. I’ve stockpiled wisdom and knowledge.” What I’ve finally concluded is that so-called wisdom and knowledge are mindless and witless—nothing but spitting into the wind.

18 Much learning earns you much trouble.
The more you know, the more you hurt.