Job 30
1 But now they that are younger than I have me in derision, whose fathers I would have disdained to have set with the dogs of my flock.
“Amma garuu warri umuriidhaan naa gadii, kanneen ani abbootii isaanii saroota hoolota koo tiksitu wajjin iyyuu madaaluu tuffadhe, kunoo natti qoosu.
2 Yes, whereto might the strength of their hands profit me, in whom old age was perished?
Warra humna dhaban, jabinni irree isaanii maal na fayyada?
3 For want and famine they were solitary; fleeing into the wilderness in former time desolate and waste.
Isaan rakkinaa fi beelaan laafan; lafa gogaa keessa, gammoojjii namni keessa hin jiraanne keessa halkaniin jooran.
4 Who cut up mallows by the bushes, and juniper roots for their meat.
Daggala keessaa biqiltuu soogiddaa funaannatan; nyaanni isaaniis hidda mukaa kan hin miʼoofne ture.
5 They were driven forth from among men, (they cried after them as after a thief; )
Isaan namoota gidduudhaa ariʼaman; namoonnis akkuma waan hattuutti iyyaniitti itti iyyan.
6 To dwell in the cliffs of the valleys, in caves of the earth, and in the rocks.
Isaan akka laga gogaa keessa, kattaa gidduu fi boolla lafaa keessa jiraataniif dirqamaman.
7 Among the bushes they brayed; under the nettles they were gathered together.
Bosona keessatti ni halaaku; daggala keessattis walitti tuutaʼu.
8 They were children of fools, yes, children of base men: they were viler than the earth.
Isaan gowwoota maqaa hin qabne, kanneen biyyaa ariʼaman turan.
9 And now am I their song, yes, I am their byword.
“Amma ilmaan isaanii sirba natti baafatan; ani isaan gidduutti waan kolfaa taʼeera.
10 They abhor me, they flee far from me, and spare not to spit in my face.
Isaan xireeffatanii narraa fagaatan; fuula kootti tufuu irraas duubatti hin deebiʼan.
11 Because he has loosed my cord, and afflicted me, they have also let loose the bridle before me.
Sababii Waaqni iddaa koo laafisee gad na deebiseef, isaan fuula koo duratti luugama baafatan.
12 On my right hand rise the youth; they push away my feet, and they raise up against me the ways of their destruction.
Karaa mirga kootiin addaggeewwan kaʼaniiru; miilla kootiif kiyyoo kaaʼaniiru; biyyoos akka dallaa natti naannessan.
13 They mar my path, they set forward my calamity, they have no helper.
Isaan karaa koo natti cufu; na galaafachuufis ni milkaaʼu; namni isaan dhowwu tokko iyyuu hin jiru.
14 They came on me as a wide breaking in of waters: in the desolation they rolled themselves on me.
Akkuma nama qaawwa balʼaan dhufuutti, ona diigamaa keessa gangalachaa natti dhufu.
15 Terrors are turned on me: they pursue my soul as the wind: and my welfare passes away as a cloud.
Sodaan na liqimseera; ulfinni koo akkuma waan bubbeedhaan fudhatamuutti narraa fudhatameera; badhaadhummaan koos akkuma duumessaa bada.
16 And now my soul is poured out on me; the days of affliction have taken hold on me.
“Amma lubbuun koo na keessatti dhumteerti; barri rakkinaas na qabateera.
17 My bones are pierced in me in the night season: and my sinews take no rest.
Halkan keessa lafeen koo ni waraanama; dhukkubbiin na nyaatus natti hin furu.
18 By the great force of my disease is my garment changed: it binds me about as the collar of my coat.
Waaqni humna jabaadhaan uffata koo qabeera; akkuma morma wayyaa kootti hudhee na qabeera.
19 He has cast me into the mire, and I am become like dust and ashes.
Inni darbatee dhoqqee keessa na buusa; anis akkuma biyyoo fi daaraa taʼeera.
20 I cry to you, and you do not hear me: I stand up, and you regard me not.
“Yaa Waaqi, ani sitti nan iyyadha; ati garuu deebii naa hin kennitu; ani nan dhaabadha; ati garuu calʼistee na ilaalta.
21 You are become cruel to me: with your strong hand you oppose yourself against me.
Ati gara jabinaan natti garagalta; irree kee jabaadhaanis na dhoofta.
22 You lift me up to the wind; you cause me to ride on it, and dissolve my substance.
Ol na buttee fuula bubbee dura na oofta; bubbee hamaa keessas asii fi achi na aata.
23 For I know that you will bring me to death, and to the house appointed for all living.
Ani akka ati gara duʼaatti, gara mana warra lubbuun jiraatan hundaaf ramadameetti na geessitu nan beeka.
24 However, he will not stretch out his hand to the grave, though they cry in his destruction.
“Dhuguma iyyuu yeroo inni rakkatee gargaarsa barbaachaaf iyyutti, namni harka isaa isa irra kaaʼu tokko iyyuu hin jiru.
25 Did not I weep for him that was in trouble? was not my soul grieved for the poor?
Ani warra rakkina keessa jiraniif hin boonyee? Lubbuun koos hiyyeeyyiif hin gaddinee?
26 When I looked for good, then evil came to me: and when I waited for light, there came darkness.
Garuu utuu ani waan gaarii abdadhuu, wanni hamaan natti dhufe; utuu ani ifa eeggadhuus, dukkanni natti dhufe.
27 My bowels boiled, and rested not: the days of affliction prevented me.
Keessi koo jeeqamaa jira; gonkumaa hin qabbanoofne; barri gidiraas natti dhufeera.
28 I went mourning without the sun: I stood up, and I cried in the congregation.
Ani jajjabina dhabee asii fi achi deemee nan booʼa; waldaa keessa dhaabadhees gargaarsaaf nan iyya.
29 I am a brother to dragons, and a companion to owls.
Ani obboleessa waangoo, michuu urunguus taʼeera.
30 My skin is black on me, and my bones are burned with heat.
Gogaan koo gurraachaʼee qolli irraa kaʼeera; dhagni koos hoʼaan bobaʼeera.
31 My harp also is turned to mourning, and my organ into the voice of them that weep.
Baganaan koo booʼichaaf, ululleen koo immoo sagalee iyyaatiif qopheeffameera.
