Job 10
1 My soul is weary of my life; I will give free course to my complaint; I will speak in the bitterness of my soul.
Naftaydu noloshadayday la daallan tahay, Oo joojinla'aan waan ku sii caban doonaa, Oo qadhaadhka naftayda waan ku hadli doonaa.
2 I will say unto God: Do not condemn me; make me know wherefore Thou contendest with me.
Waxaan Ilaah ku odhan doonaa, Ha i xukumine. Bal waxaad i tustaa waxa aad aawadood iila diriraysid.
3 Is it good unto Thee that Thou shouldest oppress, that Thou shouldest despise the work of Thy hands, and shine upon 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 eyes of flesh? or seest Thou as man seeth?
Ma waxaad leedahay indho binu-aadmi, Mase sida dadkaad wax u aragtaa?
5 Are Thy days as the days of man, or Thy years as a man's days,
Wakhtigaagu ma sida wakhtiga dadkoo kalaa? Cimrigaaguse ma sida cimriga dadkoo kalaa?
6 That Thou inquirest after mine iniquity, and searchest after my sin,
Oo bal ma sidaas daraaddeed baad xumaantayda u daba joogtaa, Oo aad dembigayga u baadhaysaa,
7 Although Thou knowest that I shall not be condemned; and there is none that can deliver out of Thy hand?
In kastoo aad ogtahay inaanan sharrow ahayn, Oo uusan jirin mid gacantaada iga samatabbixinaya?
8 Thy hands have framed me and fashioned me together round about; yet Thou dost destroy me!
Gacmahaaga ayaa i qabanqaabiyey oo i dhisay dhammaantay, Laakiin haddana intaad igu soo jeesato ayaad i duminaysaa.
9 Remember, I beseech Thee, that Thou hast fashioned me as clay; and wilt Thou bring me into dust again?
Bal xusuuso waan ku baryayaaye inaad ii dhoobtay sidii wax dhoobo laga sameeyey, Haddaba ma boodhkaad dib iigu celinaysaa?
10 Hast Thou not poured me out as milk, and curdled me 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 knit me together with bones and sinews.
Waxaad i huwisay harag iyo hilib, Oo waxaad dhammaantay igu dhistay lafo iyo seedo.
12 Thou hast granted me life and favour, and Thy providence hath preserved my spirit.
Waxaad i siisay nolol iyo raallinimo, Oo booqashadaadiina waxay xannaanaysay ruuxayga.
13 Yet these things Thou didst hide in Thy heart; I know that this is with Thee;
Laakiin waxyaalahaas qalbigaaga waad ku qarisay; Oo waan ogahay in taasu ay kugu jirto.
14 If I sin, then Thou markest me, and Thou wilt not acquit me from mine iniquity.
Haddaan dembaabo waad iska kay fiirsataa, Oo ma aad caddaysid inaan dembi la'ahay.
15 If I be wicked, woe unto me; and if I be righteous, yet shall I not lift up my head — being filled with ignominy and looking upon 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 And if it exalt itself, Thou huntest me as a lion; and again Thou showest Thyself marvellous upon me.
Oo haddii madaxaygu kor isu qaadona, waxaad ii ugaadhsataa sida libaax oo kale, Oo haddana wax laga yaabo ayaad igu samaysaa.
17 Thou renewest Thy witnesses against me, and increasest Thine indignation upon me; host succeeding host 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 Wherefore then hast Thou brought me forth out of the womb? Would that I had perished, and no eye had seen me!
Bal maxaad iiga soo bixisay uurkii hooyaday? Waxaa wanaagsanaan lahayd in naftu iga baxdo iyadoo aan iluna i arag!
19 I should have been as though I had not been; I should have been carried from the womb to the grave.
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 days few? Cease then, and let me alone, that I may take comfort a little,
War cimriga noloshaydu sow wax yar ma aha? Haddaba iska kay daa Oo i dhaaf, aan in yar nastee,
21 Before I go whence I shall not return, even to the land of darkness and of the shadow of death;
Intaanan tegin meesha aanan ka soo noqonayn, Oo ah dalka gudcur iyo hooska dhimashada,
22 A land of thick darkness, as darkness itself; a land of the shadow of death, without any order, and where the light is as darkness.
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.
