Job 6
1 Then Job responded:
Ka naʻe leaange ʻa Siope, ʻo ne pehē,
2 “If my grief could be weighed and my troubles placed on the scales
“Taumaiā kuo fakatatau totonu ʻa ʻeku mamahi, pea ke ʻai kātoa ʻeku mamahi ki he meʻa fakatatau!
3 they would be heavier than the sand of the sea. That's why I spoke so rashly.
He ko eni, ʻe mamafa lahi ia ki he ʻoneʻone ʻoe tahi: ko ia kuo fōngia hifo ai ʻeku ngaahi lea.
4 For the arrows of the Almighty are in me; their poison saps my spirit. God's terrors are lined up against me.
He ʻoku ʻi loto ʻiate au ʻae ngaahi ngahau ʻoe Māfimafi, ko hono kona ʻo ia ʻoku ne inumia hoku laumālie: ʻoku tuʻu tali tau pe kiate au ʻae ngaahi fakailifia ʻae ʻOtua.
5 Don't wild donkeys bray when their grass is gone? Don't cattle groan when they don't have food!
He ʻoku tangi ʻae ʻasi kai vao ʻoka maʻu ʻe ia ʻae mohuku? Pe ʻoku tangi ʻae pulu ʻi heʻene kai?
6 Can something that's tasteless be eaten without salt? Is there any taste in the white of an egg?
ʻE faʻa kai ʻae meʻa ifoifonoa taʻehamāsima? Pe ʻoku ai ha ifo ʻi he nāunau ʻoe foʻi manu?
7 I just can't touch any food—even the thought makes me feel sick!
Ko e ngaahi meʻa naʻe fehiʻa hoku laumālie ke ala ki ai, ko ʻeku meʻakai mamahi ia.
8 Oh, if only I could have what I really want, that God would give me what I most desire—
“Taumaiā ke u lavaʻi ʻeku kole; pea tuku mai ʻe he ʻOtua ʻae meʻa ʻoku ou holi ki ai!
9 that God would be willing to crush me to death, that he would just let me die!
ʻIo, ke lelei ki he ʻOtua ke tāmateʻi au; ke ne tukuange hono nima, ʻo motuhi au!
10 But it still comforts me to know, making me happy through the never-ending pain, that I have never rejected the words of God.
Pehē te u toki maʻu ai ʻae fiemālie; ʻio, te u tali mālohi au ki he mamahi ke ʻoua naʻa ne mamae; he naʻe ʻikai te u fufū ʻae ngaahi folofola ʻae tokotaha māʻoniʻoni.
11 Why should I go on waiting when I don't have the strength? Why should I keep going when I don't know what is going to happen to me?
He ko e hā hoku mālohi, koeʻuhi ke u ʻamanaki ʻeau; pea ko e hā hoku ngataʻanga, koeʻuhi ke u fakatolonga ai pe ʻeku moʻui?
12 Am I as strong as rock? Am I made out of bronze?
He ko e mālohi ʻoe ngaahi maka ʻa hoku mālohi? Pe ko e palasa ʻa hoku kakano?
13 How can I help myself now that any chance of success is ripped away from me?
ʻIkai ʻoku ʻiate au haku tokoni? Pea kuo kapusi ʻaupito ʻae poto ʻiate au?
14 Anyone who isn't kind to a friend has given up respecting the Almighty.
“ʻOka mamahi ha taha [ʻoku ngali ]ke ʻofa kiate ia ʻa hono kāinga; ka ʻoku ne liʻaki ʻe ia ʻae manavahē ki he Māfimafi.
15 My brothers have acted as deceptively as a desert stream, rushing waters in the desert that vanish.
Kuo fai kākā ʻa hoku kāinga ʻo hangē ko ha vaitafe, pea hangē ko e ʻoho ʻoe vai ʻoku nau mole atu;
16 The stream floods when it is full of dark ice and melting snow,
He ʻoku ʻuliʻuli ia koeʻuhi ko e ʻaisi, ʻaia ʻoku lilo ʻi ai ʻae ʻuha hinehina:
17 but in the heat it dries up and disappears, vanishing from where it once was.
ʻOka māmāfana ia, ʻoku nau mole: pea ʻoka ʻaʻafu, ʻoku ʻauha leva ia mei hono potu.
18 Camel caravans turn aside to look for water, but don't find any and they die.
Ko e ngaahi hala ʻo honau tafeʻanga kuo fakakehe; ʻoku fakaʻaʻau ʻo ʻikai, pea mole.
19 Caravans from Tema looked, travelers from Sheba were confident,
Naʻe kumi lahi ʻe he kakai ʻo Tima, ko e kau fononga ʻo Sipa naʻa nau tatali ki ai.
20 but their hopes were dashed—they came and found nothing.
Naʻa nau puputuʻu koeʻuhi naʻa nau ʻamanaki; naʻa nau haʻu ki ai, pea mā.
21 Now you are no help, just like that—you see my trouble and you're afraid.
He ko e meʻa noa pe foki ʻakimoutolu; ʻoku mou mamata ki hoku lī ki lalo, pea ʻoku mou ilifia.
22 Have I asked you for anything? Have I told you to bribe anyone for me from your wealth?
He ne u pehē, ‘Tokoni mai?’ Pe, ‘Foaki mai ha meʻa mei hoʻomou koloa?’
23 Have I asked you to rescue me from an enemy? Have I told you to save me from my oppressors?
Pe, ‘Fakamoʻui au mei he nima ʻoe fili? Pe, ‘Huhuʻi au mei he nima ʻoe mālohi?’
24 Explain this to me, and I'll be quiet. Show me where I'm wrong.
“Akonakiʻi au, pea te u longo pe: pea mou fai ke u ʻilo pe kuo u hē ʻi he hā.
25 Honest words are painful, but what do your arguments prove?
Hono ʻikai mālohi ʻae ngaahi lea totonu! Ka ʻoku valokiʻi ʻae hā ʻe hoʻomou valoki?
26 Are you going to argue over what I said, when the words of someone in despair should be left to blow away in the wind?
He ʻoku mou pehē ke valokiʻi ʻae ngaahi lea, mo e ngaahi tala ʻo ha taha kuo tuʻutāmaki, ʻoku hangē ha matangi?
27 You would play dice to win an orphan; you would bargain away your friend!
ʻIo, ʻoku mou lemohekina ʻae tamai mate, pea mou keli ha luo ki homou kāinga.
28 Look me in the eye and see if I'm lying to your face!
Ko ia, mou fiemālie, ʻo vakai kiate au; he ʻoku ʻilongofua kiate kimoutolu ʻo kapau ʻoku ou kākā.
29 Don't talk like this! Don't be unjust! What I'm saying is right.
ʻOku ou kole, mou toe fakakaukau he ʻoku ʻi ai ʻeku māʻoniʻoni.
30 I'm not telling lies—don't you think I wouldn't know if I was wrong?”
He ʻoku ai ha angahala ʻi hoku ʻelelo? ʻIkai ʻe faʻa ʻilo ʻe hoku ngutu ʻae ngaahi meʻa kovi?
