Job 10
1 My soul is weary of my life. I will give free reign to my complaint. I will speak in the bitterness of my soul.
U A uluhua ko'u naau i kuu ola ana; E waiho iho au i kuu ulono ana ia'u iho; E olelo aku au maloko o ka ehaeha o kuu naau.
2 I will say to God, Do not condemn me. Show me why thou contend with me.
E i aku au i ke Akua, Mai hoohewa mai oe ia'u; E hoike mai oe i ka mea au e hakaka mai nei me au.
3 Is it good to thee that thou should oppress, that thou should despise the work of thy hands, and shine upon the counsel of the wicked?
He mea maikai anei ia oe, e hookaumaha, A e hoowahawaha i ka hana a kou lima, A e hoomalamalama ae maluna o ka manao o ka poe hewa?
4 Have thou eyes of flesh? Or do thou see as man sees?
O ko ke kino mau maka anei kou? Ua ike anei oe e like me ka ike ana a ke kanaka?
5 Are thy days as the days of man, or thy years as man's days,
Ua like anei kou mau la me na la o ke kanaka? Ua like anei kou mau makahiki me na la o ke kanaka,
6 that thou inquire after my iniquity, and search after my sin,
I ninau mai ai oe i kuu hala, A imi mai ai hoi i ko'u hewa?
7 although thou know that I am not wicked. And there is none that can deliver out of thy hand?
Ma kou ike aohe o'u hewa; Aohe mea nana e hoopakele mai kou lima aku.
8 Thy hands have made me and fashioned me together round about, yet thou destroy me.
Ua hana kou mau lima ia'u, A ua hoopaa mai oe ia'u a puni; Aka, ke luku mai nei oe ia'u.
9 Remember, I beseech thee, that thou have fashioned me as clay. And will thou bring me into dust again?
Ke noi aku nei au ia oe e hoomanao, Ua hana mai oe ia'u, e like me ka lepo; A e hoihoi anei oe ia'u i ka lepo?
10 Have thou not poured me out as milk, and curdled me like cheese?
Aole anei oe i ninini iho ia'u me he waiu la, A i hoopaakiki mai hoi ia'u, me he waiupaa la?
11 Thou have clothed me with skin and flesh, and knit me together with bones and sinews.
Ua uhi mai oe ia'u i ka ili a me ka io, A ua hoopaa mai oe ia'u i na iwi a me na olona.
12 Thou have granted me life and loving kindness, and thy visitation has preserved my spirit.
Ua hana mai oe iloko i ke ola a me ka pomaikai, A ua malama mai kou kiai ana i kuu uhane.
13 Yet these things thou hid in thy heart. I know that this is with thee.
O keia mau mea kau i huna'i iloko o kou naau: Ua ike no wau, aia no me oe keia mea.
14 If I sin, then thou mark me. And thou will not acquit me from my iniquity.
Ina e hana hewa au, alaila hoomanao mai no oe ia'u, Aole oe e kela mai ia'u, mai ko'u hewa aku.
15 If I be wicked, woe to me. And if I be righteous, yet I shall not lift up my head, being filled with shame, and looking upon my affliction.
Ina ua hewa au, auwe hoi wau; Ina ua pono au, aole wau e hookiekie i ko'u poo. Ua piha au i ka hilahila; A ua ike au i kuu poino;
16 And if my head exalts itself, thou hunt me as a lion. And again thou show thyself marvelous upon me.
Ina e hookiekieia auanei ia, Ke hoohalua nei oe ia'u, me he liona la: A hoike hou mai oe ia oe iho he mana maluna o'u.
17 Thou renew thy witnesses against me, and increase thine indignation upon me. Changes and warfare are with me.
Ke hoala hou nei oe i kou mau hoike ku e ia'u, A ke hoonui nei i kou inaina ia'u; A ke hoomahuahua mau nei na puali kaua ia'u.
18 Why then have thou brought me forth out of the womb? I would have given up the spirit, and no eye had seen me.
No ke aha la hoi oe i lawe mai ai ia'u, mai ka opu mai: Ina ua make au ilaila, A ua ike ole ka maka ia'u!
19 I should have been as though I had not been. I should have been carried from the womb to the grave.
Ina ua like au me he mea ola ole la, Ina ua laweia'ku au mai ka opu aku, a ka luakupapau.
20 Are not my days few? Cease then, and let me alone, that I may take comfort a little
Aole anei he uuku ko'u mau la? U'oki pela, a e waiho ia'u, i oluolu iki iho ai au,
21 before I go where I shall not return, to the land of darkness and of the shadow of death,
Mamua o kuu hele ana'ku i kahi aole au e hoi hou mai, I ka aina pouli, a me ka malu make;
22 the land dark as midnight, of the shadow of death, without any order, and where the light is as midnight.
He aina poeleele e like me ka pouli; He malu make, aohe mea i hooponoponoia, A o ka malamalama, ua like ia me ka pouli.
