Job 16
1 Then Job answered, and said,
Hagi Jopu'a anante Elifasine ruga'amokizmia amanage huno kezmirera kenona hu'ne,
2 I have heard many such things. Miserable comforters are ye all.
Rama'a zupa ama ana nanekea antahi'na oanagi, magore huno ama ana nanekema hazazamo'a naza osutfa nehigeta tamasunkura hunonantaze.
3 Shall vain words have an end? Or what provokes thee that thou answer?
Hanki nazeri amuhoma hu nanekema nehazana taganeta omanigahazo? Na'a nehigeta kea huvava huta nevaze?
4 I also could speak as ye do, if your soul were in my soul's stead. I could join words together against you, and shake my head at you.
Hanki nagrama huaza huta tamagrama knafima manizasina, tamagrama nehazaza hu'na kefintira tamazeri haviza nehu'na nagena rusine.
5 But I would strengthen you with my mouth, and the solace of my lips would assuage your grief.
Hianagi nagrama huazama huta tamagra knafima manizasina, nagra tamazeri hanavetikea huneramugetma fru hutma manizasine.
6 Though I speak, my grief is not assuaged, and though I forbear, what am I eased?
Hianagi nagra'ama naguvazi kazigati kema huampi, kema osu'ma manuampi, ana avamenteke knazanimo'a vagaore meno nevie.
7 But now he has made me weary. Thou have made desolate all my company.
Tamagerfa huno Anumzamo'a mika hanaveni'a erinetreno, naga'ni'a mika zamahe vaganere.
8 And thou have laid fast hold on me, which is a witness against me. And my leanness rises up against me; it testifies to my face.
Ana nehuno nazeri havizantfa higeno, navufgamo'a zaferina'nire akamare'ne. E'ina'ma hia zama vahe'mo'zama nege'za kumi hu'nea zamofo nona'a knazana e'nerie hu'za hu'naze.
9 He has torn me in his wrath, and persecuted me. He has gnashed upon me with his teeth. My adversary sharpens his eyes upon me.
Anumzamo'a tusi arimpa ahenenanteno nagrira nazeri haviza hu'ne. Agra tusi rimpagu nehuno avera aninkreki nehuno, avua anteno nenageno nage raponeno nenage.
10 They have gaped upon me with their mouth. They have smitten me upon the cheek reproachfully. They gather themselves together against me.
Hanki vahe'mo'za zamagira renagate nenamiza, nameragente rupro hunenamiza, huhaviza hunante'za eri mago hu'za ha'rarenante'naze.
11 God delivers me to the perverse, and casts me into the hands of the wicked.
Anumzamo'a kumi vahetmimofo zamazampi navrente'ne. Hanki Agra nazeriteno kefo avu'ava'ma nehaza vahe'mokizmi matevu zami'ne.
12 I was at ease, and he broke me apart. Yea, he has taken me by the neck, and dashed me to pieces. He has also set me up for his mark.
Hanki korapara hakare'a zamo'a knare huno me'nege'na knare hu'na mani'noanagi, Anumzamo'a nanankente navazu huno nazeri taganavazi'ne. E'ina nehuno nazeri haviza hunaku hankogna huno nazeri oti'ne.
13 His archers encompass me round about. He splits my reins apart, and does not spare. He pours out my gall upon the ground.
Ana hige'za kevema nahe vahe'mo'za manigaginante'naze. E'ina hu'nazageno Anumzamo'a asunkura huonanteno kevea nenahegeno, navinompafi timo'a mopafina herafi neramie.
14 He breaks me with breach upon breach. He runs upon me like a giant.
Hanki Anumzamo'a mago zupa natrege'na amnea omani'noanki, sondia vahe'mo'zama ha' vahe'ma nezmahazaza huno maka zupa naheva naheva huno tusi kano nenamie.
15 I have sewed sackcloth upon my skin, and have laid my horn in the dust.
Hagi nagra nasunku nehu'na kopra beki kukena hati'na nentanina, navufga rama nehua zana atrogeno kugusopafi evurami'ne.
16 My face is red with weeping, and the shadow of death is on my eyelids,
Hagi zavi'ma netogeno'a, navugosamo'a korankifa nehegeno, navumo'a finigu ahe'ne.
17 although there is no violence in my hands, and my prayer is pure.
Hianagi nagra mago hazenkea osu'noanki, fatgo hu'na nunamuna nehue.
18 O earth, do not cover thou my blood, and let my cry have no resting place.
Hagi mopamoka korani'a refira otenegeno, nagrama knama enerua zankura koranimo'a krafagea huno vino.
19 Even now, behold, my witness is in heaven, and he who vouches for me is on high.
Hagi meninena ko, nagri'ma huama'ma huno tamage nehie huno'ma huama'ma hunantesia vahera monafinka mani'ne. Nagri'ma nahokeno nanekema hu' vahera manisga huno anagamu mani'ne.
20 My friends scoff at me. My eye pours out tears to God
Hagi aronenimo'za huhaviza hunenantazage'na Anumzanimofontega nunamuna hu'na zavira atevava nehue.
21 that he would maintain the right of a man with God, and of a son of man with his neighbor!
Hagi nagri'ma navenesiana Anumzane nagri amu'nompina mago vahe mani'neno nagri nagira erino Anumzanena nanekea haniegu nehue.
22 For when a few years are come, I shall go the way where I shall not return.
Na'ankure nagrama fri'nama fri vahe kumategama nevuna, ete omesua kafua osi'a me'ne.
