Job 10
1 I hate my life! Let me speak freely about my complaints—I can't keep my bitterness to myself.
“Agara ìwà ayé mi dá mi tán; èmi yóò tú àròyé mi sókè lọ́dọ̀ mi èmi yóò máa sọ̀rọ̀ nínú kíkorò ìbìnújẹ́ ọkàn mi.
2 I will tell God, “Don't just condemn me—tell me what you have against me.
Èmi yóò wí fún Ọlọ́run pé, má ṣe dá mi lẹ́bi; fihàn mí nítorí ìdí ohun tí ìwọ fi ń bá mi jà.
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?
Ó ha tọ́ tí ìwọ ìbá fi máa ni mí lára, tí ìwọ ìbá fi máa gan iṣẹ́ ọwọ́ rẹ, tí ìwọ yóò fi máa tàn ìmọ́lẹ̀ sí ìmọ̀ ènìyàn búburú?
4 Do you have human eyes? Do you see like human beings do?
Ojú rẹ kì ha ṣe ojú ènìyàn bí? Tàbí ìwọ a máa ríran bí ènìyàn ti í ríran?
5 Is your life as short as mortal beings? Are your years as brief as those of humanity,
Ọjọ́ rẹ ha dàbí ọjọ́ ènìyàn, ọdún rẹ ha dàbí ọjọ́ ènìyàn,
6 that you have to examine my wrongs and investigate my sins?
tí ìwọ fi ń béèrè àìṣedéédéé mi, tí ìwọ sì fi wá ẹ̀ṣẹ̀ mi rí?
7 Even though you know I'm not guilty, no one can save me from you.
Ìwọ mọ̀ pé èmi kì í ṣe oníwà búburú, kò sì sí ẹni tí ó le gbà mí kúrò ní ọwọ́ rẹ?
8 You made me and shaped me with your own hands, and yet you destroy me.
“Ọwọ́ rẹ ni ó mọ mi, tí ó sì da mi. Síbẹ̀ ìwọ tún yípadà láti jẹ mí run.
9 Remember that you shaped me like a piece of clay—are you now going to turn me back into dust?
Èmi bẹ̀ ọ́ rántí pé ìwọ ti mọ mí bí amọ̀. Ìwọ yóò ha sì tún mú mi padà lọ sínú erùpẹ̀?
10 You poured me out like milk, you curdled me like cheese.
Ìwọ kò ha ti tú mí dà jáde bí i wàrà, ìwọ kò sì mú mí dìpọ̀ bí i wàràǹkàṣì?
11 You clothed me with skin and flesh; you wove my body together with bones and muscles.
Ìwọ sá ti fi àwọ̀ ẹran-ara wọ̀ mí, ìwọ sì fi egungun àti iṣan ṣọgbà yí mi ká.
12 You granted me life and showed me your kindness; you have taken great care of me.
Ìwọ ti fún mi ní ẹ̀mí àti ojúrere, ìbẹ̀wò rẹ sì pa ọkàn mi mọ́.
13 But you kept these things hidden in your heart. I know your purpose was
“Nǹkan wọ̀nyí ni ìwọ sì ti fi pamọ́ nínú rẹ; èmi mọ̀ pé, èyí ń bẹ ní ọkàn rẹ.
14 to watch me, and if I sinned, then you would not forgive my wrongs.
Bí mo bá ṣẹ̀, nígbà náà ni ìwọ yóò máa ṣọ́ mi ìwọ kì yóò sì dárí àìṣedéédéé mi jì.
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.
Bí mo bá ṣe ẹni búburú, ègbé ni fún mi! Bí mo bá sì ṣe ẹni rere, bẹ́ẹ̀ ni èmi kò sì le gbe orí mi sókè, èmi dààmú mo si wo ìpọ́njú mi.
16 If I do hold my head high you hunt me down like a lion, showing how powerful you are in hurting me.
Bí mo bá gbé orí mi ga, ìwọ ń dẹ mí kiri bi i kìnnìún àti pẹ̀lú, ìwọ a sì fi ara rẹ hàn fún mi ní ìyànjú.
17 You repeat your arguments against me, you pour out more and more of your anger against me, you send fresh armies against me.
Ìwọ sì tún mu àwọn ẹlẹ́rìí rẹ dìde sí mi di ọ̀tún ìwọ sì sọ ìrunú rẹ di púpọ̀ sí mi; àwọn ogun rẹ si dìde sinmi bi igbe omi Òkun.
18 So why did you allow me to be born? I wish that I had died, and nobody had ever seen me!
“Nítorí kí ni ìwọ ṣe mú mi jáde láti inú wá? Háà! Èmi ìbá kúkú ti kú, ojúkójú kì bá tí rí mi.
19 It would have been better if I had never existed, taken straight from the womb to the grave.
Tí kò bá le jẹ́ pé èmi wà láààyè, à bá ti gbé mi láti inú lọ isà òkú.
20 I only have a few days left, so why don't you leave me alone so I can have a little peace
Ọjọ́ mi kò ha kúrú bí? Rárá! Dáwọ́ dúró, kí ó sì yí padà kúrò lọ́dọ̀ mi. Nítorí kí èmi lè ni ayọ̀ ní ìṣẹ́jú kan.
21 before I go to where I shall never return from, the land of darkness and the shadow of death—
Kí èmi kí ó tó lọ sí ibi tí èmi kì yóò padà sẹ́yìn mọ́, àní si ilẹ̀ òkùnkùn àti òjìji ikú,
22 the land of total darkness where death's shadow lies, a place of chaos where light itself is darkness.”
ilẹ̀ òkùnkùn bí òkùnkùn tìkára rẹ̀, àti ti òjìji ikú àti rúdurùdu, níbi tí ìmọ́lẹ̀ dàbí òkùnkùn.”
