Job 10
1 My soul is weary of my life; I will leave my complaint upon myself; I will speak in the bitterness of my soul.
“Mwen rayi pwòp lavi m; mwen va fè tout fòs plent mwen yo parèt. Mwen va pale ak anmè ki fonse nan nanm mwen.
2 I will say unto God, Do not condemn me; shew me wherefore thou contendest with me.
Mwen va di a Bondye: ‘Pa kondane mwen! Fè m konnen poukisa W ap goumen ak mwen.
3 Is it good unto thee that thou shouldest oppress, that thou shouldest despise the work of thine hands, and shine upon the counsel of the wicked?
Èske se vrèman bon pou Ou ta oprime; pou meprize zèv men Ou yo e pou Ou gade ak favè, manèv a mechan yo?
4 Hast thou eyes of flesh? or seest thou as man seeth?
Èske zye Ou fèt ak chè? Oswa èske Ou wè kon yon nonm wè?
5 Are thy days as the days of man? are thy years as man’s days,
Èske jou Ou yo tankou jou a moun mòtèl, oswa ane Ou yo tankou ane a yon nonm,
6 That thou enquirest after mine iniquity, and searchest after my sin?
pou Ou ta dwe chache koupabilite mwen e fè rechèch dèyè peche m?
7 Thou knowest that I am not wicked; and there is none that can deliver out of thine hand.
Malgre Ou konnen mwen pa koupab, sepandan, nanpwen ki ka livre m sòti nan men Ou.’”
8 Thine hands have made me and fashioned me together round about; yet thou dost destroy me.
“Se men Ou ki te fòme mwen nèt. Konsa, èske Ou ta detwi mwen?
9 Remember, I beseech thee, that thou hast made me as the clay; and wilt thou bring me into dust again?
Sonje, souple, ke Ou te fè m kon ajil. Èske Ou ta fè m retounen pousyè ankò?
10 Hast thou not poured me out as milk, and curdled me like cheese?
Èske se pa tankou lèt ke Ou te vide mwen e fè m kaye tankou fwomaj?
11 Thou hast clothed me with skin and flesh, and hast fenced me with bones and sinews.
Ou te abiye mwen ak po avèk chè e koude mwen ansanm nan zo ak gwo venn.
12 Thou hast granted me life and favour, and thy visitation hath preserved my spirit.
Ou te ban mwen lavi avèk lanmou dous Ou. Se swen Ou ki te konsève lespri m.
13 And these things hast thou hid in thine heart: I know that this is with thee.
Malgre bagay sila yo, Ou te kache yo nan kè Ou. Mwen konnen ke sa a se avèk ou:
14 If I sin, then thou markest me, and thou wilt not acquit me from mine iniquity.
si m peche, alò, Ou mete tach sou mwen. Ou pa ta akite m de koupabilite mwen.
15 If I be wicked, woe unto me; and if I be righteous, yet will I not lift up my head. I am full of confusion; therefore see thou mine affliction;
Si mwen mechan, malè a mwen! Epi si mwen jis, toujou, menm dwe leve tèt mwen. Mwen chaje ak wont, e byen rekonnesan a mizè mwen.
16 For it increaseth. Thou huntest me as a fierce lion: and again thou shewest thyself marvellous upon me.
Si tèt mwen ta vin leve wo, Ou ta fè lachas dèyè m tankou yon lyon; epi ankò, Ou ta montre pouvwa Ou kont mwen.
17 Thou renewest thy witnesses against me, and increasest thine indignation upon me; changes and war are against me.
Ou renouvle temwayaj Ou kont mwen, e ogmante kòlè Ou vè mwen. Dezas monte anwo dezas sou mwen.”
18 Wherefore then hast thou brought me forth out of the womb? Oh that I had given up the ghost, and no eye had seen me!
“Alò, poukisa Ou te fè m sòti nan vant manman m? Pito ke m te mouri e pa t gen zye ki te wè m!
19 I should have been as though I had not been; I should have been carried from the womb to the grave.
Mwen te dwe tankou mwen pa t janm te egziste, kon yon pote sòti nan vant pou rive nan tonbo.
20 Are not my days few? cease then, and let me alone, that I may take comfort a little,
Èske jou m yo pa kout? Rete! Ralanti sou mwen pou m kab jwenn yon ti kras kè kontan,
21 Before I go whence I shall not return, even to the land of darkness and the shadow of death;
avan ke m ale—pou mwen pa tounen nan andwa tenèb ak gwo fènwa!
22 A land of darkness, as darkness itself; and of the shadow of death, without any order, and where the light is as darkness.
Nan peyi sa a ki dezole nèt tankou tenèb la, nan fon lonbraj san fòm nan, e ki klere tankou fènwa a.”
