< Job 16 >

1 And Job made answer and said,
Hagi Jopu'a anante Elifasine ruga'amokizmia amanage huno kezmirera kenona hu'ne,
2 Such things have frequently come to my ears: you are comforters who only give trouble.
Rama'a zupa ama ana nanekea antahi'na oanagi, magore huno ama ana nanekema hazazamo'a naza osutfa nehigeta tamasunkura hunonantaze.
3 May words which are like the wind be stopped? or what is troubling you to make answer to them?
Hanki nazeri amuhoma hu nanekema nehazana taganeta omanigahazo? Na'a nehigeta kea huvava huta nevaze?
4 It would not be hard for me to say such things if your souls were in my soul's place; joining words together against you, and shaking my head at you:
Hanki nagrama huaza huta tamagrama knafima manizasina, tamagrama nehazaza hu'na kefintira tamazeri haviza nehu'na nagena rusine.
5 I might give you strength with my mouth, and not keep back the comfort of my lips.
Hianagi nagrama huazama huta tamagra knafima manizasina, nagra tamazeri hanavetikea huneramugetma fru hutma manizasine.
6 If I say what is in my mind, my pain becomes no less: and if I keep quiet, how much of it goes from me?
Hianagi nagra'ama naguvazi kazigati kema huampi, kema osu'ma manuampi, ana avamenteke knazanimo'a vagaore meno nevie.
7 But now he has overcome me with weariness and fear, and I am in the grip of all my trouble.
Tamagerfa huno Anumzamo'a mika hanaveni'a erinetreno, naga'ni'a mika zamahe vaganere.
8 It has come up as a witness against me, and the wasting of my flesh makes answer 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 I am broken by his wrath, and his hate has gone after me; he has made his teeth sharp against me: my haters are looking on me with cruel eyes;
Anumzamo'a tusi arimpa ahenenanteno nagrira nazeri haviza hu'ne. Agra tusi rimpagu nehuno avera aninkreki nehuno, avua anteno nenageno nage raponeno nenage.
10 Their mouths are open wide against me; the blows of his bitter words are falling on my face; all of them come together in a mass against me.
Hanki vahe'mo'za zamagira renagate nenamiza, nameragente rupro hunenamiza, huhaviza hunante'za eri mago hu'za ha'rarenante'naze.
11 God gives me over to the power of sinners, sending me violently into the hands of evil-doers.
Anumzamo'a kumi vahetmimofo zamazampi navrente'ne. Hanki Agra nazeriteno kefo avu'ava'ma nehaza vahe'mokizmi matevu zami'ne.
12 I was in comfort, but I have been broken up by his hands; he has taken me by the neck, shaking me to bits; he has put me up as a mark for his arrows.
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 bowmen come round about me; their arrows go through my body without mercy; my life is drained out on the earth.
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 I am broken with wound after wound; he comes rushing on me like a man of war.
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 made haircloth the clothing of my skin, and my horn is rolled 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 my eyes are becoming dark;
Hagi zavi'ma netogeno'a, navugosamo'a korankifa nehegeno, navumo'a finigu ahe'ne.
17 Though my hands have done no violent acts, and my prayer is clean.
Hianagi nagra mago hazenkea osu'noanki, fatgo hu'na nunamuna nehue.
18 O earth, let not my blood be covered, 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 my witness is in heaven, and the supporter of my cause 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 make sport of me; to God my eyes are weeping,
Hagi aronenimo'za huhaviza hunenantazage'na Anumzanimofontega nunamuna hu'na zavira atevava nehue.
21 So that he may give decision for a man in his cause with God, and between a son of man and his neighbour.
Hagi nagri'ma navenesiana Anumzane nagri amu'nompina mago vahe mani'neno nagri nagira erino Anumzanena nanekea haniegu nehue.
22 For in a short time I will take the journey from which I will not come back.
Na'ankure nagrama fri'nama fri vahe kumategama nevuna, ete omesua kafua osi'a me'ne.

< Job 16 >