Job 17
1 My spirit is consumed, my days are extinct, the grave is ready for me.
Kua pau toku manawa, moti rawa oku ra, kua rite te urupa moku.
2 Surely there are mockers with me, and my eye dwells upon their provocation.
He pono he hunga tawai enei kei ahau, a kei roto tonu toku kanohi i a ratou whakakarangitanga.
3 Give now a pledge, be surety for me with thyself. Who is there that will strike hands with me?
Tena ra, homai he punga ko koe tonu hei whakakapi turanga moku; ko wai hei papaki ringa ki ahau?
4 For thou have hid their heart from understanding. Therefore thou shall not exalt them.
Kua huna hoki e koe to ratou ngakau kei mohio; na reira e kore koe e whakaneke ake i a ratou.
5 He who denounces his friends for a prey, even the eyes of his sons shall fail.
Ko te tangata e whaki ana i ona hoa, he mea mo te utu, ko nga kanohi tonu o ana tamariki e hemo.
6 But he has made me a byword of the people, and they spit in my face.
Kua meinga hoki ahau e ia hei hahani ma nga iwi; a kua waiho marakerake ahau hei whakaetietinga.
7 My eye also is dim because of sorrow, and all my members are as a shadow.
Kua atarua toku kanohi i te tangi, rite tonu ki te atarangi oku wahi katoa.
8 Upright men shall be astonished at this, and the innocent shall stir himself up against the profane.
Ka miharo te hunga tika ki tenei, a ka whakaoho te tangata harakore i a ia ano hei whakahe i te atuakore.
9 Yet the righteous shall hold on his way. And he who has clean hands shall grow stronger and stronger.
Otiia ka mau te tangata tika ki tona ara, a ko te tangata ringa ma ka neke haere ake te kaha.
10 But as for you all, come on now again, and I shall not find a wise man among you.
Ko koutou katoa ia tahuri, anga mai nei, e kore hoki tetahi tangata mahara e kitea e ahau i roto i a koutou.
11 My days are past. My purposes are broken off, even the thoughts of my heart.
Kua pahemo oku ra, motumotuhia ake oku whakaaro i whakatakoto ai, tae noa ki nga whakaaro o toku ngakau.
12 They change the night into day. The light, they say, is near to the darkness.
Ko te po kua meinga e ratou hei ao; ko te marama, e ki ana ratou, e tata tonu ana ki te pouri.
Ki te titiro ahau i te reinga hei whare moku; mehemea kua wharikitia e ahau toku moenga ki te pouri; (Sheol h7585)
14 if I have said to corruption, Thou are my father, to the worm, My mother, and my sister,
Mehemea kua karanga ahau ki te pirau, ko koe toku papa; ki te iro ranei, ko koe toku whaea, toku tuahine!
15 where then is my hope? And as for my hope, who shall see it?
Kei hea ra he tumanakohanga atu moku? A ko taku e tumanako atu ai ko wai e kite?
