Job 10
1 My soule is cut off though I liue: I wil leaue my complaint vpon my selfe, and wil speake in the bitternesse of my soule.
Naftaydu noloshadayday la daallan tahay, Oo joojinla'aan waan ku sii caban doonaa, Oo qadhaadhka naftayda waan ku hadli doonaa.
2 I will say vnto God, Condemne mee not: shew me, wherefore thou contendest with mee.
Waxaan Ilaah ku odhan doonaa, Ha i xukumine. Bal waxaad i tustaa waxa aad aawadood iila diriraysid.
3 Thinkest thou it good to oppresse me, and to cast off the labour of thine handes, and to fauour the counsel of the wicked?
Bal miyey kuu wanaagsan tahay inaad cidhiidhisid Oo aad quudhsatid shuqulkii gacantaada, Oo haddana aad iftiimisid kuwa sharka ah taladooda?
4 Hast thou carnall eyes? or doest thou see as man seeth?
Ma waxaad leedahay indho binu-aadmi, Mase sida dadkaad wax u aragtaa?
5 Are thy dayes as mans dayes? or thy yeres, as the time of man,
Wakhtigaagu ma sida wakhtiga dadkoo kalaa? Cimrigaaguse ma sida cimriga dadkoo kalaa?
6 That thou inquirest of mine iniquitie, and searchest out my sinne?
Oo bal ma sidaas daraaddeed baad xumaantayda u daba joogtaa, Oo aad dembigayga u baadhaysaa,
7 Thou knowest that I can not do wickedly: for none can deliuer me out of thine hand.
In kastoo aad ogtahay inaanan sharrow ahayn, Oo uusan jirin mid gacantaada iga samatabbixinaya?
8 Thine handes haue made me, and fashioned mee wholy rounde about, and wilt thou destroy me?
Gacmahaaga ayaa i qabanqaabiyey oo i dhisay dhammaantay, Laakiin haddana intaad igu soo jeesato ayaad i duminaysaa.
9 Remember, I pray thee, that thou hast made me as the clay, and wilt thou bring me into dust againe?
Bal xusuuso waan ku baryayaaye inaad ii dhoobtay sidii wax dhoobo laga sameeyey, Haddaba ma boodhkaad dib iigu celinaysaa?
10 Hast thou not powred me out as milke? and turned me to cruds like cheese?
War sow sidii caano iima aadan daadin, Oo sidii gadhoodh oo kale sow iigama aadan dhigin?
11 Thou hast clothed me with skin and flesh, and ioyned me together with bones and sinewes.
Waxaad i huwisay harag iyo hilib, Oo waxaad dhammaantay igu dhistay lafo iyo seedo.
12 Thou hast giuen me life, and grace: and thy visitation hath preserued my spirit.
Waxaad i siisay nolol iyo raallinimo, Oo booqashadaadiina waxay xannaanaysay ruuxayga.
13 Though thou hast hid these things in thine heart, yet I knowe that it is so with thee.
Laakiin waxyaalahaas qalbigaaga waad ku qarisay; Oo waan ogahay in taasu ay kugu jirto.
14 If I haue sinned, then thou wilt streightly looke vnto me, and wilt not holde mee giltlesse of mine iniquitie.
Haddaan dembaabo waad iska kay fiirsataa, Oo ma aad caddaysid inaan dembi la'ahay.
15 If I haue done wickedly, wo vnto me: if I haue done righteously, I will not lift vp mine head, being full of confusion, because I see mine affliction.
Haddaan sharrow ahay, anaa iska hoogay, Oo haddaan xaq ahayna, innaba madaxayga kor u qaadi maayo Anigoo ceeb ka buuxa Oo dhibaatadayda fiirinaya.
16 But let it increase: hunt thou me as a lyon: returne and shew thy selfe marueilous vpon me.
Oo haddii madaxaygu kor isu qaadona, waxaad ii ugaadhsataa sida libaax oo kale, Oo haddana wax laga yaabo ayaad igu samaysaa.
17 Thou renuest thy plagues against me, and thou increasest thy wrath against me: changes and armies of sorowes are against me.
Waxaad ii keensataa markhaatiyaal cusub, Oo dhirifkaagana waad igu sii kordhisaa, Oo hadba waxaad igu soo daysaa col iyo belaayo isu kay bedbeddela.
18 Wherfore then hast thou brought me out of the wombe? Oh that I had perished, and that none eye had seene me!
Bal maxaad iiga soo bixisay uurkii hooyaday? Waxaa wanaagsanaan lahayd in naftu iga baxdo iyadoo aan iluna i arag!
19 And that I were as I had not bene, but brought from the wombe to the graue!
Waxaa igu habboonaan lahayd inaan ahaado sidii wax aan jirin, Oo waxaa ii roonaan lahayd in qabriga la ii qaado isla markii aan uurka hooyaday ka soo baxay.
20 Are not my dayes fewe? let him cease, and leaue off from me, that I may take a litle comfort,
War cimriga noloshaydu sow wax yar ma aha? Haddaba iska kay daa Oo i dhaaf, aan in yar nastee,
21 Before I goe and shall not returne, euen to the land of darkenesse and shadow of death:
Intaanan tegin meesha aanan ka soo noqonayn, Oo ah dalka gudcur iyo hooska dhimashada,
22 Into a land, I say, darke as darknes it selfe, and into the shadow of death, where is none order, but the light is there as darkenesse.
Kaasoo ah gudcur qaro weyn oo ah sida mugdi dam ah, Dalkaas oo ah hooska dhimashada, oo aan innaba nidaam lahayn, Halkaas oo iftiinku yahay sida mugdi oo kale.
