Job 16
1 Then Job answered and said,
Katahi a Hopa ka whakautu, ka mea,
2 I have heard many such things: miserable comforters are you all.
Ka maha nga mea pena kua rangona nei e ahau: he kaiwhakamarie haumaruru rawa koutou katoa.
3 Shall vain words have an end? or what emboldens you that you answer?
E whai mutunga ranei nga kupu tikangakore? Na te aha ranei koe i whakaoho ki te whakahoki kupu mai?
4 I also could speak as you do: if your soul were in my soul’s stead, I could heap up words against you, and shake my head at you.
E taea ano e ahau te korero pena i a koutou; me i penei to koutou wairua me toku wairua, hono tonu aku kupu ki a koutou, ka ruru ano toku upoko ki a koutou.
5 But I would strengthen you with my mouth, and the moving of my lips should assuage your grief.
E whakakaha ano ia toku mangai i a koutou, ka ai ano hoki te whakamarie a oku ngutu hei pehi i to koutou mamae.
6 Though I speak, my grief is not assuaged: and though I forbear, what am I eased?
Ahakoa korero ahau, kahore toku pouri e iti iho; ki te mutu taku, ko tehea wahi o toku mamae ka taharahara iho.
7 But now he has made me weary: you have made desolate all my company.
Inaianei ano kua meinga ahau e ia kia ruha: moti iho i a koe toku whakaminenga katoa.
8 And you have filled me with wrinkles, which is a witness against me: and my leanness rising up in me bears witness to my face.
Na kua mau kita koe ki ahau, hei kaiwhakaatu i toku he: e whakatika ana mai hoki toku hirokitanga ki ahau, hei whakapuaki i toku he: e whakatika ana mai hoki toku hirokitanga ki ahau hei whakapuaki i toku he.
9 He tears me in his wrath, who hates me: he gnashes on me with his teeth; my enemy sharpens his eyes on me.
Haehaea ana ahau e ia i a ia e riri ana, e tukino ana ia i ahau; pakiri ana ona niho ki ahau; e whakakoi mai ana toku hoariri i ona kanohi ki ahau.
10 They have gaped on me with their mouth; they have smitten me on the cheek reproachfully; they have gathered themselves together against me.
Hamama mai ana o ratou mangai ki ahau; whakahewea mai ana, kei te papaki ratou i toku paparinga; huihui ana ratou kia kotahi hei whawhai ki ahau.
11 God has delivered me to the ungodly, and turned me over into the hands of the wicked.
Kua tukua ahau e te Atua ki te hunga he, whakarerea putia ana ahau ki nga ringa o te hunga kino.
12 I was at ease, but he has broken me asunder: he has also taken me by my neck, and shaken me to pieces, and set me up for his mark.
Humarie ana taku noho, heoi kua wawahi ia i ahau; kua mau ia ki toku kaki, tatatia ake ahau kia pakaru rikiriki; whakaturia ana ahau e ia hei koperenga pere mana.
13 His archers compass me round about, he splits my reins asunder, and does not spare; he pours out my gall on the ground.
Karapotia ana ahau e ana kaikopere, motumotuhia ana e ia oku whatumanawa, kahore hoki e tohungia; ringihia ana e ia toku au ki te whenua.
14 He breaks me with breach on breach, he runs on me like a giant.
He mea wawahi ahau nana, he wahanga, he wahanga; ano he tangata kaha ia e rere mai ana ki runga ki ahau.
15 I have sewed sackcloth on my skin, and defiled my horn in the dust.
Tuituia ana e ahau he kakahu taratara mo toku kiri, whakaititia iho e ahau toku haona ki te puehu.
16 My face is foul with weeping, and on my eyelids is the shadow of death;
Paruparu noa iho toku mata i te tangihanga, kei runga i oku kamo te atarangi o te mate;
17 Not for any injustice in my hands: also my prayer is pure.
Ahakoa kahore he tutu i oku ringa, a he ma taku inoi.
18 O earth, cover not you my blood, and let my cry have no place.
Kaua, e te whenua, e hipokina oku toto, kei whai wahi tanga ano hoki taku karanga.
19 Also now, behold, my witness is in heaven, and my record is on high.
Kei te rangi nei ano inaianei te kaiwhakaatu o taku, kei te wahi i runga toku kaititiro.
20 My friends scorn me: but my eye pours out tears to God.
E tawai mai ana oku hoa ki ahau, maturuturu tonu ia nga roimata o toku kanohi ki te Atua.
21 O that one might plead for a man with God, as a man pleads for his neighbor!
Kia tohe koa ia i to te tangata tika ki te Atua, i to te tama hoki a te tangata ki tona hoa!
22 When a few years are come, then I shall go the way from where I shall not return.
Kia taka mai hoki nga tau torutoru nei, ka haere ahau i te ara e kore ai ahau e hoki mai ano.
