Job 27
1 Job again took up his parable, and said,
Ka naʻe fai pe ʻe Siope ʻene lea mamafa, ʻo ne pehē,
2 “As God lives, who has taken away my right, the Almighty, who has made my soul bitter
“ʻI he moʻui ʻae ʻOtua, ʻaia ʻoku ne taʻefiefakamaauʻi au; mo e Māfimafi, kuo ne fakamamahiʻi hoku laumālie;
3 (for the length of my life is still in me, and the spirit of God is in my nostrils);
Lolotonga ʻoku ʻiate au ʻeku mānava, pea ʻi hoku avaʻi ihu ʻae mānava ʻae ʻOtua;
4 surely my lips will not speak unrighteousness, neither will my tongue utter deceit.
ʻE ʻikai lea ʻaki ʻae angahala ʻe hoku loungutu, pe lea ʻaki ʻae kākā ʻe hoku ʻelelo.
5 Far be it from me that I should justify you. Until I die I will not put away my integrity from me.
ʻE ʻikai ʻaupito te u fakatonuhiaʻi ʻakimoutolu: te u mate pē ka ʻe ʻikai te u tukuange ʻeku angatonu meiate au.
6 I hold fast to my righteousness, and will not let it go. My heart will not reproach me so long as I live.
ʻOku ou kuku maʻu ʻeku māʻoniʻoni, ʻe ʻikai te u tukuange ia: ʻe ʻikai valokiʻi au ʻe hoku loto ʻi heʻeku moʻui ni.
7 “Let my enemy be as the wicked. Let him who rises up against me be as the unrighteous.
“Tuku ke tatau hoku fili mo e angahala, mo ia ʻoku angatuʻu kiate au ke tatau mo e taʻemāʻoniʻoni.
8 For what is the hope of the godless, when he is cut off, when God takes away his life?
He neongo ʻene maʻumeʻa, ko e hā ʻae ʻamanaki ʻoe mālualoi, ʻoka toʻo atu ʻe he ʻOtua hono laumālie?
9 Will God hear his cry when trouble comes on him?
ʻE ongoʻi ʻe he ʻOtua ʻa ʻene tangi ʻoka hoko ʻae mamahi kiate ia?
10 Will he delight himself in the Almighty, and call on God at all times?
He te ne fakafiefiaʻi ia ʻi he Māfimafi? ʻE ui maʻuaipē ʻe ia ki he ʻOtua?
11 I will teach you about the hand of God. I will not conceal that which is with the Almighty.
Te u akonekina ʻakimoutolu ʻaki ʻae nima ʻoe ʻOtua: ʻe ʻikai te u fufū ʻaia ʻoku ʻi he Māfimafi.
12 Behold, all of you have seen it yourselves; why then have you become altogether vain?
“Vakai, kuo mamata ki ai ʻakimoutolu kotoa pē; pea ko e hā ʻoku mou launoa pehē ai fau?
13 “This is the portion of a wicked man with God, the heritage of oppressors, which they receive from the Almighty.
Ko eni ʻae ʻinasi ʻoe tangata fai kovi mei he ʻOtua, mo e tofiʻa ʻe maʻu ʻe he kau fakamālohi mei he Māfimafi.
14 If his children are multiplied, it is for the sword. His offspring will not be satisfied with bread.
Kapau ʻe fakatokolahiʻi ʻene fānau, ko e meʻa ia ki he heletā: pea ʻe ʻikai mākona ʻi he mā ʻa hono hako.
15 Those who remain of him will be buried in death. His widows will make no lamentation.
Ko kinautolu ʻoku toe ʻiate ia, ʻe tanu ʻi he mate: pea ʻe ʻikai tangi ʻa hono ngaahi uaifi.
16 Though he heap up silver as the dust, and prepare clothing as the clay;
Neongo ʻene fokotuʻu siliva ʻo hangē ko e efu, pea teuteu ʻae ngaahi kofu ʻo hangē ko e ʻumea;
17 he may prepare it, but the just will put it on, and the innocent will divide the silver.
ʻE teuteu pe ʻe ia, ka ʻe ʻai ia ʻe he angatonu, pea ʻe vahevahe ʻae siliva ʻe he taʻeangahala.
18 He builds his house as the moth, as a booth which the watchman makes.
ʻOku langa ʻe ia hono fale ʻo hangē ko e ʻunufe, pea hangē ko e fale leʻo ʻoku langa hake ʻe he leʻo.
19 He lies down rich, but he will not do so again. He opens his eyes, and he is not.
ʻE tokoto hifo ʻae tangata koloaʻia, ka ʻe ʻikai tānaki ia: ʻoku ne fakaʻā hono mata, pea ne ʻikai leva.
20 Terrors overtake him like waters. A storm steals him away in the night.
ʻOku lōmekina ia ʻi he ilifia ʻo hangē ha vai, ʻoku kaihaʻasi ia ʻe he afā ʻi he pō.
21 The east wind carries him away, and he departs. It sweeps him out of his place.
ʻOku ʻave ia ʻe he matangi hahake, pea ʻoku mole atu ia: pea hangē ko e afā ʻoku fakapuna ia mei hono potu.
22 For it hurls at him, and does not spare, as he flees away from his hand.
ʻE haʻaki ia kiate ia ʻo ʻikai taʻofi, ʻoku holi ia ke hao atu mei hono mālohi.
23 Men will clap their hands at him, and will hiss him out of his place.
Ka ʻe pasipasi ʻe ia hono nima kiate ia, ʻo seseʻe ia mei hono potu.
