Job 6
1 Then Job answered and said,
Iyyoobis akkana jedhee deebise:
2 Oh that my vexation were but weighed, And all my calamity laid in the balances!
“Utuu gaddi koo safaramee dhiphinni koo hundis madaalii irra kaaʼamee jiraatee!
3 For now it would be heavier than the sand of the seas: Therefore have my words been rash.
Waan inni cirracha galaanaa caalaa ulfaatuuf, ariitiin dubbachuun koo nama hin dinqisiisu ture.
4 For the arrows of the Almighty are within me, The poison whereof my spirit drinketh up: The terrors of God do set themselves in array against me.
Xiyyawwan Waaqa Waan Hunda Dandaʼuu na keessa jiru; hafuurri koo summii isaanii dhuga; sodaachisuun Waaqaa natti hiriireera.
5 Doth the wild ass bray when he hath grass? Or loweth the ox over his fodder?
Harreen diidaa utuu marga qabuu halaakaa? Yookaan qotiyyoon utuu okaa qabuu baroodaa?
6 Can that which hath no savor be eaten without salt? Or is there any taste in the white of an egg?
Nyaanni hin miʼoofne soogidda malee nyaatamaa? Yookaan bishaan hanqaaquu ni miʼaawaa?
7 My soul refuseth to touch [them]; They are as loathsome food to me.
Ani isa tuquu hin fedhu; nyaanni akkasii na dhukkubsa.
8 Oh that I might have my request; And that God would grant [me] the thing that I long for!
“Utuu kadhannaan koo deebii argatee, Waaqnis waan ani hawwu naa kennee jiraatee,
9 Even that it would please God to crush me; That he would let loose his hand, and cut me off!
utuu na caccabsuun fedhii Waaqaa taʼee, utuu harki isaa hiikamee na galaafatee!
10 And be it still my consolation, Yea, let me exult in pain that spareth not, That I have not denied the words of the Holy One.
Silaa kun jajjabina naa taʼa ture; dhukkuba hamaa keessatti iyyuu nan gammada ture; ani dubbii Qulqullicha sanaa hin ganneetii.
11 What is my strength, that I should wait? And what is mine end, that I should be patient?
“Ammas akkan abdadhuuf jabinni koo maali? Akkan obsuufis humni koo maali?
12 Is my strength the strength of stones? Or is my flesh of brass?
Ani jabina dhagaa qabaa? Foon koos naasiidhaa?
13 Is it not that I have no help in me, And that wisdom is driven quite from me?
Ani of gargaaruuf humna tokko illee qabaa? Ogummaan na keessaa badeera mitii?
14 To him that is ready to faint kindness [should be showed] from his friend; Even to him that forsaketh the fear of the Almighty.
“Namni michuu isaatiif garaa hin laafne Waaqa Waan Hunda Dandaʼu iyyuu sodaachuu dhiiseera.
15 My brethren have dealt deceitfully as a brook, As the channel of brooks that pass away;
Obboloonni koo garuu akka doloolloo, akkuma laga yeroof guutee darbuu gowwoomsitoota;
16 Which are black by reason of the ice, [And] wherein the snow hideth itself:
isaan laga cabbiidhaan booraʼee yommuu cabbiin sun baqutti immoo guutee irra yaaʼuu ti.
17 What time they wax warm, they vanish; When it is hot, they are consumed out of their place.
Lageen yeroo bonni cimutti ni goggogu; yeroo hoʼaatti immoo iddoo isaaniitii badu.
18 The caravans [that travel] by the way of them turn aside; They go up into the waste, and perish.
Warri gaalaan daldalan karaa isaanii irraa jalʼatu; gammoojjiitti namʼanii dhumu.
19 The caravans of Tema looked, The companies of Sheba waited for them.
Daldaltoonni Teemaa kanneen gaalaan daldalan bishaan barbaadu; karaa adeemtonni Shebaa immoo isaan abdatu.
20 They were put to shame because they had hoped; They came thither, and were confounded.
Isaan waan abdatanii turaniif ni qaanaʼan; achi gaʼaniis waan jedhan wallaalan.
21 For now ye are nothing; Ye see a terror, and are afraid.
Ammas isin akka waan faayidaa hin qabnee taatan; gidiraa koo argitanii sodaattan.
22 Did I say, Give unto me? Or, Offer a present for me of your substance?
Ani takkumaa, ‘Waa naaf kennaa’ yookaan ‘Qabeenya keessan furii naaf godhaa’ jedheeraa?
23 Or, Deliver me from the adversary’s hand? Or, Redeem me from the hand of the oppressors?
Yookaan, ‘Harka diinaa jalaa na baasaa’ yookaan, ‘Harka cunqursitootaa jalaa na furaa’ jedheeraa?
24 Teach me, and I will hold my peace; And cause me to understand wherein I have erred.
“Na barsiisaa; ani nan calʼisa; iddoo ani itti dogoggores na argisiisaa.
25 How forcible are words of uprightness! But your reproof, what doth it reprove?
Dubbiin qajeelaan akkam ulfaataa dha! Falmiin keessan garuu maal mirkaneessa?
26 Do ye think to reprove words, Seeing that the speeches of one that is desperate are as wind?
Isin waan ani jedhu qajeelchuu, dubbii nama abdii kutatees akka bubbeetti heduu barbaadduu?
27 Yea, ye would cast [lots] upon the fatherless, And make merchandise of your friend.
Isin ijoollee abbaa hin qabnetti ixaa buufattu; michoota keessaniifis boolla qottu.
28 Now therefore be pleased to look upon me; For surely I shall not lie to your face.
“Amma garuu yoo fedhii keessan taʼe na ilaalaa. Ani fuula keessan duratti nan sobaa?
29 Return, I pray you, let there be no injustice; Yea, return again, my cause is righteous.
Deebiʼaa; murtiis hin jalʼisinaa; hubadhaa; ani nama qajeelaadhaatii.
30 Is there injustice on my tongue? Cannot my taste discern mischievous things?
Jalʼinni arraba koo irra jiraa? Afaan koo daba addaan baasuu hin dandaʼuu?
