Job 10
1 I hate my life! Let me speak freely about my complaints—I can't keep my bitterness to myself.
“ʻOku fiu hoku laumālie ʻi heʻeku moʻui; te u tuku au ke u lāunga; te u lea ʻi he mamahi ʻo hoku laumālie.
2 I will tell God, “Don't just condemn me—tell me what you have against me.
Te u pehē ki he ʻOtua, ʻoua naʻa ke tuku au ko e halaia; fakahā mai pe ko e hā ʻoku ke fakamamahiʻi ai au.
3 Do you enjoy accusing me? Why do you reject me, someone you made with your own hands, and yet smile on the scheming of the wicked?
He ʻoku taau mo koe ke fakamamahi, koeʻuhi ke ke fehiʻa ki he ngāue ʻa ho nima, ka ke fakamaama ki he fakakaukau ʻae angahala?
4 Do you have human eyes? Do you see like human beings do?
He ʻoku ke mata fakakakano? Pe ʻoku ke mamata ʻo hangē ko e mamata ʻae tangata?
5 Is your life as short as mortal beings? Are your years as brief as those of humanity,
He ʻoku tatau ho ngaahi ʻaho mo e ngaahi ʻaho ʻoe tangata? Mo ho ngaahi taʻu mo e ngaahi ʻaho ʻoe tangata,
6 that you have to examine my wrongs and investigate my sins?
Koeʻuhi ʻoku ke ʻekea ʻeku angahala, mo ke hakule ʻa ʻeku fai kovi?
7 Even though you know I'm not guilty, no one can save me from you.
ʻOku ke ʻilo ʻoku ʻikai te u fai kovi, pea ʻoku ʻikai ha taha ʻe faʻa fakahaofi mei ho nima.
8 You made me and shaped me with your own hands, and yet you destroy me.
“Kuo ngaohi au ʻe ho nima mo fakafuofua takatakai au; ka ʻoku ke tāmateʻi au.
9 Remember that you shaped me like a piece of clay—are you now going to turn me back into dust?
ʻOku ou kole kiate koe, ke ke manatuʻi, kuo ke ngaohi au ʻo hangē ko e ʻumea pea te ke toe ʻomi au ki he efu?
10 You poured me out like milk, you curdled me like cheese.
He naʻe ʻikai te ke lilingi au ʻo hangē ko e huʻahuhu, mo fakafefeka au ʻo hangē ko e siisi?
11 You clothed me with skin and flesh; you wove my body together with bones and muscles.
Kuo ke fakakofuʻaki au ʻae kili mo e kakano, pea kuo ke ʻāʻi au ʻaki ʻae ngaahi hui mo e uoua.
12 You granted me life and showed me your kindness; you have taken great care of me.
Kuo ke tuku kiate au ʻae moʻui mo e ʻofa, pea kuo fakatolonga ʻeku moʻui ʻi hoʻo faʻa ʻaʻahi.
13 But you kept these things hidden in your heart. I know your purpose was
Pea kuo ke fufū ʻae ngaahi meʻa ni ʻi ho loto: ʻoku ou ʻilo ʻoku ʻiate koe eni.
14 to watch me, and if I sinned, then you would not forgive my wrongs.
Kapau te u fai hala, ʻoku ke fakaʻilongaʻi au, pea ʻe ʻikai te ke fakatonuhiaʻi au mei heʻeku angahia.
15 If I'm guilty I'm in trouble, if I'm innocent I can't hold my head high because I'm totally disgraced as I look at my sufferings.
Kapau ʻoku ou fai hala ko au pe ʻe malaʻia; pea kapau te u māʻoniʻoni, kae ʻikai te u faʻa hanga hake hoku ʻulu. ʻOku ou pito ʻi he puputuʻu; ko ia ke ke vakai ki heʻeku mamahi;
16 If I do hold my head high you hunt me down like a lion, showing how powerful you are in hurting me.
He ʻoku tupulekina ia. ʻOku ke tuli au ʻo hangē ko ha laione fekai: pea ʻoku ke toe fakahā ʻo fakamanavahē koe kiate au.
17 You repeat your arguments against me, you pour out more and more of your anger against me, you send fresh armies against me.
ʻOku ke fakafoʻou hoʻo kau fakamoʻoni kiate au, pea ke fakalahi ho houhau kiate au; ʻoku tautaufetongi ʻae tau kiate au.
18 So why did you allow me to be born? I wish that I had died, and nobody had ever seen me!
“Pea ko e hā kuo ke ʻomi ai au mei he manāva? Taumaiā ne u mate, ke ʻoua naʻa mamata ha mata kiate au!
19 It would have been better if I had never existed, taken straight from the womb to the grave.
Ka ne pehē te u hangē naʻe ʻikai te u ʻi ai; pea ʻe fua au mei he manāva ki he faʻitoka.
20 I only have a few days left, so why don't you leave me alone so I can have a little peace
ʻIkai ʻoku siʻi pe hoku ngaahi ʻaho, pea tuku muʻa, ʻo tuku ai pe au, kau fakafiemālie siʻi,
21 before I go to where I shall never return from, the land of darkness and the shadow of death—
ʻI he teʻeki ai te u ʻalu pea ʻikai te u toe haʻu, ʻio, ki he fonua ʻoe fakapoʻuli mo e ʻata ʻoe mate;
22 the land of total darkness where death's shadow lies, a place of chaos where light itself is darkness.”
Ko e fonua ʻoe fakapoʻuli, ʻo hangē ko e poʻuli ʻoe ʻata ʻoe mate, ʻo taʻeʻiai ha fakatonutonu, pea ʻoku tatau hono nima mo e fakapoʻuli.’”
