Job 16
1 Job replied,
Hagi Jopu'a anante Elifasine ruga'amokizmia amanage huno kezmirera kenona hu'ne,
2 “I've heard all this before. You are comforters who just cause trouble!
Rama'a zupa ama ana nanekea antahi'na oanagi, magore huno ama ana nanekema hazazamo'a naza osutfa nehigeta tamasunkura hunonantaze.
3 Will your windy speeches never cease? What's bothering you that you have to answer me?
Hanki nazeri amuhoma hu nanekema nehazana taganeta omanigahazo? Na'a nehigeta kea huvava huta nevaze?
4 I could talk like you do if you were in my place, stringing words together to criticize you, ridiculing you with a toss of my head.
Hanki nagrama huaza huta tamagrama knafima manizasina, tamagrama nehazaza hu'na kefintira tamazeri haviza nehu'na nagena rusine.
5 I could build you up by my mouth speaking words; the movement of my lips would ease your pain.
Hianagi nagrama huazama huta tamagra knafima manizasina, nagra tamazeri hanavetikea huneramugetma fru hutma manizasine.
6 For me, if I speak it doesn't ease my pain, and if I don't speak the pain is still there.
Hianagi nagra'ama naguvazi kazigati kema huampi, kema osu'ma manuampi, ana avamenteke knazanimo'a vagaore meno nevie.
7 God, you have worn me out. You have destroyed my whole family.
Tamagerfa huno Anumzamo'a mika hanaveni'a erinetreno, naga'ni'a mika zamahe vaganere.
8 You have made me shrivel up, which is a witness against me; my thin body testifies against me.
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 He has torn me apart in his anger; in his hostility he has gnashed his teeth at me; my enemy pierces me with his fierce look.
Anumzamo'a tusi arimpa ahenenanteno nagrira nazeri haviza hu'ne. Agra tusi rimpagu nehuno avera aninkreki nehuno, avua anteno nenageno nage raponeno nenage.
10 People stare at me with their mouths wide open, they slap me on my cheeks to mock me, they crowd around me to attack me.
Hanki vahe'mo'za zamagira renagate nenamiza, nameragente rupro hunenamiza, huhaviza hunante'za eri mago hu'za ha'rarenante'naze.
11 God has handed me over to evil people; he has thrown me into their hands.
Anumzamo'a kumi vahetmimofo zamazampi navrente'ne. Hanki Agra nazeriteno kefo avu'ava'ma nehaza vahe'mokizmi matevu zami'ne.
12 I was living in peace and he smashed me to pieces. He grabbed me by the neck and dashed me to pieces. He set me up as his target.
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 archers surround me. His arrows pierce my kidneys without mercy. He pours out my gall on the ground.
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 Like a wall he breaks me down, breach upon breach, rushing at me like a warrior.
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 sown sackcloth to cover my skin; my strength lies broken 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 from crying and dark shadows surround my eyes,
Hagi zavi'ma netogeno'a, navugosamo'a korankifa nehegeno, navumo'a finigu ahe'ne.
17 although I have done nothing wrong and my prayer is pure.
Hianagi nagra mago hazenkea osu'noanki, fatgo hu'na nunamuna nehue.
18 Earth, do not cover up my blood. May my cry find no place to hide.
Hagi mopamoka korani'a refira otenegeno, nagrama knama enerua zankura koranimo'a krafagea huno vino.
19 Look, right now my witness is in heaven; the one who speaks for me 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 scorn me, but my eyes pour out tears to God.
Hagi aronenimo'za huhaviza hunenantazage'na Anumzanimofontega nunamuna hu'na zavira atevava nehue.
21 I want my witness to speak for me with God as someone does for their friend.
Hagi nagri'ma navenesiana Anumzane nagri amu'nompina mago vahe mani'neno nagri nagira erino Anumzanena nanekea haniegu nehue.
22 For in a few short years I shall go down that road from which I shall not return.
Na'ankure nagrama fri'nama fri vahe kumategama nevuna, ete omesua kafua osi'a me'ne.
