Job 3
1 After this, Job opened his mouth and cursed the day of his birth.
Pea hili ia naʻe mafaʻa ʻae ngutu ʻo Siope, ʻo ne lauʻikoviʻi ʻa hono ʻaho.
2 And this is what he said:
Pea lea ʻa Siope, ʻo ne pehē,
3 “May the day of my birth perish, and the night it was said, ‘A boy is conceived.’
“Ke ʻauha ʻae ʻaho naʻe fanauʻi ai au, mo e pō ko ia naʻe kalanga ai, ‘Kuo fanauʻi ʻae tama tangata.’
4 If only that day had turned to darkness! May God above disregard it; may no light shine upon it.
Ke fakapoʻuli ʻae ʻaho ko ia; ke ʻoua naʻa tokanga ki ai ʻae ʻOtua mei ʻolunga, pea ʻoua naʻa ulo ai ʻae maama.
5 May darkness and gloom reclaim it, and a cloud settle over it; may the blackness of the day overwhelm it.
Ke maʻu ia ʻe he fakapoʻuli mo e ʻata ʻoe mate; ke heka maʻu ki ai ʻae ʻao matolu; ke fakailifia ia ʻe he fakapoʻuli ʻoe ʻaho.
6 If only darkness had taken that night away! May it not appear among the days of the year; may it never be entered in any of the months.
Ke ʻohofi ʻae pō ko ia ʻe he fakapoʻuli matolu; ke ʻoua naʻa fakahoko ia ki he ngaahi ʻaho ʻoe taʻu, pe kau ia ʻi he lau ʻoe ngaahi māhina.
7 Behold, may that night be barren; may no joyful voice come into it.
ʻIo, ke lala ʻae pō ko ia, ke ʻoua naʻa ʻi ai ha leʻo fakafiefia.
8 May it be cursed by those who curse the day — those prepared to rouse Leviathan.
Ke kapeʻi ia ʻekinautolu ʻoku laukoviʻi ʻae ʻaho, ʻakinautolu ʻoku nau teu ke fai hake ʻenau lāunga.
9 May its morning stars grow dark; may it wait in vain for daylight; may it not see the breaking of dawn.
Ke fakapoʻuli ʻae ngaahi fetuʻu ʻo hono efiafi poʻuli; ke holi ia ki he maama, kaeʻoua siʻi naʻa ʻi ai; pea ʻoua naʻa ʻilo ʻe ia ʻae maʻa ʻae ʻaho:
10 For that night did not shut the doors of the womb to hide the sorrow from my eyes.
Koeʻuhi naʻe ʻikai ke tāpuni ʻae ngaahi matapā ʻoe manāva kiate au, pe fufū ʻae mamahi mei hoku mata.
11 Why did I not perish at birth; why did I not die as I came from the womb?
“Ko e hā naʻe ʻikai ai te u mate mei he manāva? Ko e hā naʻe ʻikai ai te u tukuange hoku laumālie ʻi heʻeku haʻu mei he fatu?
12 Why were there knees to receive me, and breasts that I should be nursed?
Ko e hā naʻe tali teu ʻai au ʻe he foʻi tui? Mo e huhu koeʻuhi ke u huhu ai?
13 For now I would be lying down in peace; I would be asleep and at rest
He ka ne ʻikai, pehē kuo u tokoto taʻengāue eni pea longo pe, pea u mohe pe ʻo mālōlō ai,
14 with kings and counselors of the earth, who built for themselves cities now in ruins,
ʻO fakataha mo e ngaahi tuʻi mo e ngaahi pule ʻo māmani, naʻa nau langa moʻonautolu ʻae ngaahi potu naʻe lala;
15 or with princes who had gold, who filled their houses with silver.
Pea fakataha mo e ngaahi ʻeiki naʻe maʻu koula, naʻa nau fakapito honau ngaahi fale ʻaki ʻae siliva:
16 Or why was I not hidden like a stillborn child, like an infant who never sees daylight?
Pea teu ʻikai ʻo hangē ko e tama tō ʻi he fufū; ʻo hangē ko e fānau ʻoku ʻikai mamata ki he maama.
17 There the wicked cease from raging, and there the weary find rest.
ʻOku ngata ʻi ai ʻae fakamamahi ʻe he kau angahala; pea mālōlō ʻi ai ʻae kau ongosia.
18 The captives enjoy their ease; they do not hear the voice of the oppressor.
ʻOku mālōlō fakataha ai ʻae kau pōpula; ʻoku ʻikai ke nau ongoʻi ai ʻae leʻo ʻoe fakamālohi.
19 Both small and great are there, and the slave is freed from his master.
ʻOku ʻi ai ʻae iiki mo e lalahi; pea tauʻatāina ai ʻae tamaioʻeiki mei heʻene ʻeiki.
20 Why is light given to the miserable, and life to the bitter of soul,
“Ko e hā ʻoku tuku ai ʻae maama kiate ia ʻoku ʻi he mamahi, mo e moʻui kiate ia ʻoku laumālie mamahi;
21 who long for death that does not come, and search for it like hidden treasure,
ʻAia ʻoku holi ki he mate, ka ʻoku ʻikai ia; pea lahi ʻene kumi ki ai ʻi heʻene kumi ki he ngaahi koloa fufū;
22 who rejoice and greatly exult when they can find the grave?
ʻAkinautolu ʻoku nekeneka ʻaupito, mo fiefia, ʻoka nau ka ʻilo ʻae faʻitoka?
23 Why is life given to a man whose way is hidden, whom God has hedged in?
[Ko e hā kuo foaki ai ʻae maama ]ki he tangata kuo fakapuli hono hala, pea kuo ʻākilotoa ia ʻe he ʻOtua?
24 I sigh when food is put before me, and my groans pour out like water.
He ʻoku muʻomuʻa ʻeku ngaahi toʻe ki heʻeku kai, pea ko ʻeku tangi kalanga ʻoku lilingi atu ʻo hangē ko e vai.
25 For the thing I feared has overtaken me, and what I dreaded has befallen me.
Hē ko e meʻa ne u manavahē lahi ki ai kuo tō ia kiate au, pea ko ia ne u ilifia ai kuo hoko mai.
26 I am not at ease or quiet; I have no rest, for trouble has come.”
Naʻe ʻikai te u fiemālie, pe te u mālōlō, pe te u nofo noa pe; ka naʻe hoko pe ʻae mamahi.”
