Job 7
1 Is not the life of man upon earth a state of trial? and his existence as that of a hireling by the day?
“Asase so som nyɛ den mma onipa anaa? Ne nkwa nna nte sɛ ɔpaani deɛ?
2 Or as a servant that fears his master, and one who has grasped a shadow? or as a hireling waiting for his pay?
Sɛdeɛ akoa ani gyina anwummerɛ sunsumma, anaasɛ ɔpaani ho pere no nʼakatua ho no,
3 So have I also endured months of vanity, and nights of pain have been appointed me.
saa ara na wɔatwa abosome hunu ato me hɔ, ne anadwo a ɔhaw wɔ mu ama me.
4 Whenever I lie down, I say, When [will it be] day? and whenever I rise up, again [I say] when [will it be] evening? and I am full of pains from evening to morning.
Sɛ meda a, medwene bisa sɛ, ‘Ɛberɛ bɛn na adeɛ bɛkye?’ Nanso anadwo twam nkakrankakra, na mepere kɔsi ahemadakye.
5 And my body is covered with loathsome worms; and I waste away, scraping off clods of dust from my eruption.
Asonsono ne aporɔporɔ ahyɛ me honam ma, me honam asɛe na ɛrefiri nsuo.
6 And my life is lighter than a word, and has perished in vain hope.
“Me nna kɔ ntɛm sene ɔnwomfoɔ akurokurowa, na ɛkɔ awieeɛ a anidasoɔ biara nni muo.
7 Remember then that my life is breath, and mine eye shall not yet again see good.
Ao Onyankopɔn, kae sɛ me nkwanna te sɛ ahomeɛ; na merennya anigyeɛ bio da.
8 The eye of him that sees me shall not see me [again]: your eyes are upon me, and I am no more.
Ani a ɛhunu me seesei renhunu me bio; mobɛhwehwɛ me, nanso na menni hɔ bio.
9 [I am] as a cloud that is cleared away from the sky: for if a man go down to the grave, he shall not come up again: (Sheol h7585)
Sɛdeɛ omununkum yera na ɛtu korɔ no, saa ara na deɛ ɔkɔ damena mu no nsane mma bio. (Sheol h7585)
10 and he shall surely not return to his own house, neither shall his place know him any more.
Ɔrensane mma ne fie da biara da; nʼatenaeɛ renkae no bio.
11 Then neither will I refrain my mouth: I will speak being in distress; being in anguish I will disclose the bitterness of my soul.
“Ɛno enti meremmua mʼano; mɛfiri me honhom ahoyera mu akasa, mɛfiri me kra ɔyea mu anwiinwii.
12 Am I a sea, or a serpent, that you have set a watch over me?
Meyɛ ɛpo anaa aboa kɛseɛ a ɔwɔ ebunu mu anaa, na mode me ahyɛ ɔwɛmfoɔ nsa yi?
13 I said that my bed should comfort me, and I would privately counsel with myself on my couch.
Sɛ medwene sɛ menya awerɛkyekyerɛ wɔ me mpa so, na mʼakonwa adwodwo mʼanwiinwii ano a,
14 You scare me with dreams, and do terrify me with visions.
ɛno mpo na wode adaeɛso yi me hu na wode anisoadehunu hunahuna me,
15 You will separate life from my spirit; and yet [keep] my bones from death.
ɛno enti mepɛ akɔmfohyɛ ne owuo, sene me onipadua yi.
16 For I shall not live for ever, that I should patiently endure: depart from me, for my life [is] vain.
Memmu me nkwa; mentena ase afebɔɔ. Monnyaa me; na me nna nka hwee.
17 For what is man, that you have magnified him? or that you give heed to him?
“Ɔdasani ne hwan a ne ho hia wo sei, na wʼani ku ne ho,
18 Will you visit him till the morning, and judge him till [the time of] rest?
na wohwehwɛ ne mu anɔpa biara na wosɔ no hwɛ ɛberɛ biara?
19 How long do you not let me alone, nor let me go, until I shall swallow down my spittle?
Worenyi wʼani mfiri me so da, anaasɛ worennyaa me ɛberɛ tiawa bi mpo anaa?
20 If I have sinned, what shall I be able to do, O you that understand the mind of men? why have you made me as your accuser, and [why] am I a burden to you?
Sɛ mayɛ bɔne a, ɛdeɛn na mayɛ woɔ, Ao adasamma so wɛmfoɔ? Adɛn enti na watu wʼani asi me soɔ? Mayɛ adesoa ama wo anaa?
21 Why have you not forgotten my iniquity, and purged my sin? but now I shall depart to the earth; and in the morning I am no more.
Adɛn enti na wonkata me mmarato so na womfa me bɔne nkyɛ me? Ɛrenkyɛre biara, mɛda mfuturo mu. Wobɛhwehwɛ me nanso na menni hɔ bio.”
