Job 30
1 But now they that are younger than I have me in derision, whose fathers I disdained to set with the dogs of my flock.
Laakiinse haatan waxaa igu majaajilooda kuwa iga da' yar Oo aan aabbayaashood quudhsan jiray inay xataa la fadhiistaan eeyaha adhigayga.
2 Yea, the strength of their hands, whereto should it profit me? men in whom ripe age is perished.
Nimanka xooggoodu dhammaaday Itaalka gacmahoodu muxuu ii tarayaa?
3 They are gaunt with want and famine; they gnaw the dry ground, in the gloom of wasteness and desolation.
Waxay la weydoobeen baahi iyo abaar, Oo waxay u cararaan dhul engegan, kaasoo ah lamadegaan gudcur iyo cidlo ah.
4 They pluck salt-wort with wormwood; and the roots of the broom are their food.
Waxay gurtaan geed cusbeed oo kaynta ku yaal, Oo cuntadooduna waxa weeye geed rotem la yidhaahdo xididdadiisa.
5 They are driven forth from the midst of men; they cry after them as after a thief.
Iyaga dadka waa laga dhex eryaa, Oo waxaa looga daba qayliyaa sida tuug looga daba qayliyo oo kale.
6 In the clefts of the valleys must they dwell, in holes of the earth and of the rocks.
Waa inay ku hoydaan haadaamaha dooxooyinka, Iyo boholaha dhulka iyo dhagaxyada dhexdooda.
7 Among the bushes they bray; under the nettles they are gathered together.
Waxay ka qayliyaan kaynta dhexdeeda, Oo waxay dhammaantood ku soo ururaan maraboob hoosteed.
8 They are children of churls, yea, children of ignoble men; they were scourged out of the land.
Iyagu waa nacasyo iyo ceebaalowyo carruurtood, Oo dhulka waxaa lagaga saaray karbaash.
9 And now I am become their song, yea, I am a byword unto them.
Oo haatan gabay cay ah baan u noqday, Oo halqabsi baan u ahay.
10 They abhor me, they flee far from me, and spare not to spit in my face.
Way i karahsadaan, oo meel fog bay iga istaagaan, Oo inay candhuufo wejiga iiga tufaanna iskama ay qabtaan.
11 For He hath loosed my cord, and afflicted me, and they have cast off the bridle before me.
Ilaah baa xadhiggaygii debciyey, wuuna i dhibay, Oo taas aawadeed iyagu hortayda iskuma celiyaan.
12 Upon my right hand rise the brood; they entangle my feet, and they cast up against me their ways of destruction.
Xagga midigtayda waxaa ka kaca ciyaalasuuq, Oo cagtaydana way iska riixaan, Oo waxay igu hor tuuraan jidadkoodii halligaadda.
13 They break up my path, they further my calamity, even men that have no helper.
Jidadkayga way halleeyaan, Oo waxay soo deddejiyaan masiibadayda; Oo mid caawiyaana ma jiro.
14 As through a wide breach they come; in the midst of the ruin they roll themselves upon me.
Jabniin ballaadhan ayay ka soo dusaan, Oo burburka dhexdiisa ayay igaga soo dhacaan.
15 Terrors are turned upon me, they chase mine honour as the wind; and my welfare is passed away as a cloud.
Waxaa igu soo jeesta cabsi weyn, Oo sharaftayda waxaa loo kaxeeyaa sida dabayshu wax u kaxayso oo kale. Barwaaqadaydiina waxay u dhammaatay sidii daruur oo kale.
16 And now my soul is poured out within me; days of affliction have taken hold upon me.
Haddaba naftaydaa igu dhex daadatay, Oo waxaan la kulmay wakhti dhibaato badan.
17 In the night my bones are pierced, and fall from me, and my sinews take no rest.
Habeenkii lafahaygaa i muda, Oo xanuunka i cunayaana ima daayo innaba.
18 By the great force of my disease is my garment disfigured; it bindeth me about as the collar of my coat.
Xoogga weyn oo cudurkayga daraaddiis ayaa dharkaygii ku xumaaday, Oo wuxuu iigu cidhiidhisan yahay sidii jubbaddayda qoorteeda.
19 He hath cast me into the mire, and I am become like dust and ashes.
Isagu wuxuu igu tuuray dhoobada dhexdeeda, Oo waxaan noqday sidii boodh iyo dambas oo kale.
20 I cry unto Thee, and Thou dost not answer me; I stand up, and Thou lookest at me.
Anigu waan kuu qayshadaa, adiguse iima aad jawaabtid, Waan ku soo hor istaagaa, adiguse ima aad aragtid.
21 Thou art turned to be cruel to me; with the might of Thy hand Thou hatest me.
Calooladeeg baad igula soo jeesatay, Oo gacantaada itaalkeeda ayaad igu silcisaa.
22 Thou liftest me up to the wind, Thou causest me to ride upon it; and Thou dissolvest my substance.
Kor baad iigu qaaddaa dabaysha, Oo waxaad i fuushisaa dusheeda, Oo haddana waxaad igu baabbi'isaa duufaanka.
23 For I know that Thou wilt bring me to death, and to the house appointed for all living.
Waayo, waan ogahay inaad ii kaxaynaysid dhimasho, Iyo guriga inta nool oo dhammu ku wada kulmayaan.
24 Surely none shall put forth his hand to a ruinous heap, neither because of these things shall help come in one's calamity,
Laakiinse ninkii hoos u dhacaya sow gacantiisa sooma fidiyo? Markuu halligmayose sow ma qayshado?
25 If I have not wept for him that was in trouble, and if my soul grieved not for the needy.
Oo ninka dhibaataysan anigu sow uma ooyi jirin? Naftayduse sow masaakiinta uma murugoon jirin?
26 Yet, when I looked for good, there came evil; and when I waited for light, there came darkness.
Laakiinse markaan wanaagga filanayo waxaa ii iman jiray xumaanta, Oo markaan nuurka sugana waxaa ii iman jiray gudcurka.
27 Mine inwards boil, and rest not; days of affliction are come upon me.
Qalbigaygu welwel buu la kacsan yahay, mana nasto, Oo waxaan la kulmay wakhti dhibaato badan.
28 I go mourning without the sun; I stand up in the assembly, and cry for help.
Anigoo barooranaya ayaan qorraxda la'aanteed socdaa, Waxaan ka dhex istaagaa shirka, oo caawimaad waan u qayshadaa.
29 I am become a brother to jackals, and a companion to ostriches.
Waxaan noqday walaalka dawacooyinka, Iyo saaxiibka gorayada.
30 My skin is black, and falleth from me, and my bones are burned with heat.
Dubkaygu intuu gubto ayuu iska diirmaa, Oo lafahayguna kulayl bay ku gubtaan.
31 Therefore is my harp turned to mourning, and my pipe into the voice of them that weep.
Sidaas daraaddeed kataaradaydii waxay u rogmatay baroorasho, Oo biibiilahaygiina wuxuu u rogmaday kuwa ooya codkooda.
