Job 17
1 My spirit is consumed, my days are extinct, the grave is ready for me.
Nu te nye gbɔgbɔ ŋu belibelibeli, nye ŋkekewo hã le kpuie eye yɔdo le lalayem.
2 Surely there are mockers with me, and mine eye abideth in their provocation.
Vavãe, fewuɖulawo ƒo xlãm, ele be nye ŋkuwo nanɔ woƒe amenuɖiaɖia ŋu.
3 Give now a pledge, be surety for me with Thyself; who else is there that will strike hands with me?
“O Mawu, tsɔ ŋugbedodo si dim nèle la nam. Ame kae gali si ade megbe nam?
4 For Thou hast hid their heart from understanding; therefore shalt Thou not exalt them.
Ètu woƒe susu ɖe gɔmesese ŋu eya ta màna woƒe alɔ nade dzi o.
5 He that denounceth his friends for the sake of flattery, even the eyes of his children shall fail.
Ne ame aɖe gbe exɔlɔ̃wo ɖe nu si woanae ta la, viawo ƒe ŋkuwo atsi.
6 He hath made me also a byword of the people; and I am become one in whose face they spit.
“Mawu tsɔm wɔ lodonue na ame sia ame, ame si ƒe ŋkume amewo ɖea ta ɖo gɔ̃ hã.
7 Mine eye also is dimmed by reason of vexation, and all my members are as a shadow.
Nuxaxa na be nye ŋkuwo dzi tsyɔ eye nye ameti blibo la mele abe vɔvɔli ene.
8 Upright men are astonished at this, and the innocent stirreth up himself against the godless.
Ame dzɔdzɔewo ƒe mo wɔ yaa le esia ta; dɔ me ve ame maɖifɔwo ɖe mawumavɔ̃lawo ŋuti.
9 Yet the righteous holdeth on his way, and he that hath clean hands waxeth stronger and stronger.
Ke hã la, ame dzɔdzɔewo alé woƒe mɔwo me ɖe asi eye asi dzadzɛtɔwo akpɔ ŋusẽ ɖe edzi.
10 But as for you all, do ye return, and come now; and I shall not find a wise man among you.
“Mi katã mitrɔ va ko, migadze agbagba kpɔ! Gake nyemakpɔ nunyala aɖeke le mia dome o.
11 My days are past, my purposes are broken off, even the thoughts of my heart.
Nye ŋkekewo va yi, nye ɖoɖowo me gblẽ eye nenema kee nye nye dzi ƒe didiwo hã.
12 They change the night into day; the light is short because of darkness.
Ame siawo trɔ zã wòzu ŋkeke, ke esi viviti do ɖe wo la, wogblɔ be, ‘Kekeli tsɔ ɖe mía gbɔ’
13 If I look for the nether-world as my house; if I have spread my couch in the darkness; (Sheol h7585)
Ne aƒe si ko mele mɔ kpɔm na la nye yɔdo, ne meɖo aba ɖe viviti me, (Sheol h7585)
14 If I have said to corruption: 'Thou art my father', to the worm: 'Thou art my mother, and my sister';
ne megblɔ na zãnuxɔxɔ be, ‘Wòe nye fofonye,’ eye megblɔ na ŋɔvi be, ‘Wòe nye danye’ alo ‘Wòe nye nɔvinye nyɔnu’ la,
15 Where then is my hope? And as for my hope, who shall see it?
ekema afi ka nye mɔkpɔkpɔ la le?
