Job 30
1 But now the younger in time scorn me, whose fathers I would not have set with the dogs of my flock:
“Ṣùgbọ́n nísinsin yìí, àwọn tí mo gbà ní àbúrò ń fi mí ṣe ẹlẹ́yà baba ẹni tí èmi kẹ́gàn láti tò pẹ̀lú àwọn ajá nínú agbo ẹran mi.
2 The strength of whose hands was to me as nothing, and they were thought unworthy of life itself.
Kí ni ìwúlò agbára ọwọ́ wọn sí mi, níwọ̀n ìgbà tí agbára wọn ti fi wọ́n sílẹ̀?
3 Barren with want and hunger, who gnawed in the wilderness, disfigured with calamity and misery.
Wọ́n rù nítorí àìní àti ìyàn wọ́n ń rìn káàkiri ní ilẹ̀ gbígbẹ ní ibi ìkọ̀sílẹ̀ ní òru.
4 And they ate grass, and barks of trees, and the root of junipers was their food.
Àwọn ẹni tí ń já ewé iyọ̀ ní ẹ̀bá igbó; gbogbo igikígi ni oúnjẹ jíjẹ wọn.
5 Who snatched up these things out of the valleys, and when they had found any of them, they ran to them with a cry.
A lé wọn kúrò láàrín ènìyàn, àwọn ènìyàn sì pariwo lé wọn lórí bí ẹní pariwo lé olè lórí.
6 They dwelt in the desert places of torrents, and in caves of earth, or upon the gravel.
A mú wọn gbe inú pàlàpálá òkúta àfonífojì, nínú ihò ilẹ̀ àti ti òkúta.
7 They pleased themselves among these kind of things, and counted it delightful to be under the briers.
Wọ́n ń dún ní àárín igbó wọ́n kó ara wọn jọ pọ̀ ní abẹ́ ẹ̀gún neteli.
8 The children of foolish and base men, and not appearing at all upon the earth.
Àwọn ọmọ ẹni tí òye kò yé, àní àwọn ọmọ lásán, a sì lé wọn jáde kúrò ní orí ilẹ̀.
9 Now I am turned into their song, and am become their byword.
“Ǹjẹ́ nísinsin yìí, àwọn ọmọ wọn ń fi mí ṣe ẹlẹ́yà nínú orin; àní èmi di ẹni ìṣọ̀rọ̀ sí láàrín wọn.
10 They abhor me, and flee far from me, and are not afraid to spit in my face.
Wọ́n kórìíra mi; wọ́n sá kúrò jìnnà sí mi, wọn kò sì bìkítà láti tutọ́ sí mi lójú.
11 For he hath opened his quiver, and hath afflicted me, and hath put a bridle into my mouth.
Nítorí Ọlọ́run ti tú okùn ìyè mi, ó sì pọ́n mi lójú; àwọn pẹ̀lú sì dẹ ìdẹ̀kùn níwájú mi.
12 At the right hand of my rising, my calamities forthwith arose: they have overthrown my feet, and have overwhelmed me with their paths as with waves.
Àwọn ènìyàn lásán dìde ní apá ọ̀tún mi; wọ́n tì ẹsẹ̀ mi kúrò, wọ́n sì la ipa ọ̀nà ìparun sílẹ̀ dè mí.
13 They have destroyed my ways, they have lain in wait against me, and they have prevailed, and there was none to help.
Wọ́n da ipa ọ̀nà mi rú; wọ́n sì sọ ìparun mi di púpọ̀, àwọn tí kò ní olùrànlọ́wọ́.
14 They have rushed in upon me, as when a wall is broken, and a gate opened, and have rolled themselves down to my miseries.
Wọ́n ya sí mi bí i omi tí ó ya gbuuru; ní ariwo ńlá ni wọ́n rọ́ wá.
15 I am brought to nothing: as a wind thou hast taken away my desire: and my prosperity hath passed away like a cloud.
Ẹ̀rù ńlá bà mí; wọ́n lépa ọkàn mi bí ẹ̀fúùfù, àlàáfíà mi sì kọjá lọ bí àwọ̀ sánmọ̀.
16 And now my soul fadeth within myself, and the days of affliction possess me.
“Àti nísinsin yìí, ayé mi n yòrò lọ díẹ̀díẹ̀; ọjọ́ ìpọ́njú mi dì mímú.
17 In the night my bone is pierced with sorrows: and they that feed upon me, do not sleep.
Òru gún mi nínú egungun mi, èyí tí ó bù mí jẹ kò sì sinmi.
18 With the multitude of them my garment is consumed, and they have girded me about, as with the collar of my coat.
Nípa agbára ńlá rẹ̀ Ọlọ́run wà bí aṣọ ìbora fún mi, ó sì lẹ̀ mọ́ mi ní ara yíká bí aṣọ ìlekè mi.
19 I am compared to dirt, and am likened to embers and ashes.
Ọlọ́run ti mú mi lọ sínú ẹrẹ̀, èmi sì dàbí eruku àti eérú.
20 I cry to thee, and thou hearest me not: I stand up, and thou dost not regard me.
“Èmi ké pè ọ́ ìwọ Ọlọ́run, ṣùgbọ́n ìwọ kò dá mi lóhùn; èmi dìde dúró ìwọ sì wò mí lásán.
21 Thou art changed to be cruel toward me, and in the hardness of thy hand thou art against me.
Ìwọ padà di ẹni ìkà sí mi; ọwọ́ agbára rẹ ni ìwọ fi dè mí ní ọ̀nà.
22 Thou hast lifted me up, and set me as it were upon the wind, and thou hast mightily dashed me.
Ìwọ gbé mi sókè sí inú ẹ̀fúùfù, ìwọ mú mi fò lọ, bẹ́ẹ̀ ni ìwọ sì sọ mí di asán pátápátá.
23 I know that thou wilt deliver me to death, where a house is appointed for every one that liveth.
Èmi sá à mọ̀ pé ìwọ yóò mú mi lọ sínú ikú, sí ilé ìpéjọ tí a yàn fún gbogbo alààyè.
24 But yet thou stretchest not forth thy hand to their consumption: and if they shall fall down thou wilt save.
“Bí ó ti wù kí ó rí, ẹnìkan kí yóò ha nawọ́ rẹ̀ nígbà ìṣubú rẹ̀, tàbí kì yóò ké nínú ìparun rẹ̀.
25 I wept heretofore for him that was afflicted, and my soul had compassion on the poor.
Èmi kò ha sọkún bí fún ẹni tí ó wà nínú ìṣòro? Ọkàn mi kò ha bàjẹ́ fún tálákà bí?
26 I expected good things, and evils are come upon me: I waited for light, and darkness broke out.
Nígbà tí mo fojú ṣọ́nà fún àlàáfíà, ibi sì dé; nígbà tí mo dúró de ìmọ́lẹ̀, òkùnkùn sì dé.
27 My inner parts have boiled without any rest, the days of affliction have prevented me.
Ikùn mí n ru kò sì sinmi, ọjọ́ ìpọ́njú ti dé bá mi.
28 I went mourning without indignation; I rose up, and cried in the crowd.
Èmí ń rìn kiri nínú ọ̀fọ̀, ṣùgbọ́n kì í ṣe nínú oòrùn; èmi dìde dúró ní àwùjọ mo sì kígbe fún ìrànlọ́wọ́.
29 I was the brother of dragons, and companion of ostriches.
Èmi ti di arákùnrin ìkookò, èmi di ẹgbẹ́ àwọn ògòǹgò.
30 My skin is become black upon me, and my bones are dried up with heat.
Àwọ̀ mi di dúdú ní ara mi; egungun mi sì jórun fún ooru.
31 My harp is turned to mourning, and my organ into the voice of those that weep.
Ohun èlò orin mi pẹ̀lú sì di ti ọ̀fọ̀, àti ìpè orin mi sì di ohùn àwọn tí ń sọkún.
