Job 16
1 Then Job answered and said,
Ìgbà náà ní Jobu dáhùn, ó sì wí pé,
2 I have heard many such things: miserable comforters are ye all.
“Èmi ti gbọ́ irú ohun púpọ̀ bẹ́ẹ̀ rí ayọnilẹ́nu onítùnú ènìyàn ní gbogbo yín.
3 Shall vain words have an end? or what emboldeneth thee that thou answerest?
Ọ̀rọ̀ asán lè ni òpin? Tàbí kí ni ó gbó ọ láyà tí ìwọ fi dáhùn?
4 I also could speak as ye do: if your soul were in my soul’s stead, I could heap up words against you, and shake mine head at you.
Èmi pẹ̀lú le sọ bí ẹ̀yin; bí ọkàn yín bá wà ní ipò ọkàn mi, èmi le sọ ọ̀rọ̀ dáradára púpọ̀ sí yín ní ọrùn, èmi a sì mi orí mi sí i yín.
5 But I would strengthen you with my mouth, and the moving of my lips should asswage your grief.
Èmi ìbá fi ọ̀rọ̀ ẹnu mi gbà yín ni ìyànjú, àti ṣíṣí ètè mi ìbá sì tu ìbìnújẹ́ yín.
6 Though I speak, my grief is not asswaged: and though I forbear, what am I eased?
“Bí èmi tilẹ̀ sọ̀rọ̀, ìbìnújẹ́ mi kò lọ; bí mo sì tilẹ̀ dákẹ́, níbo ni ìtùnú mí ko kúrò?
7 But now he hath made me weary: thou hast made desolate all my company.
Ṣùgbọ́n nísinsin yìí, ó dá mi lágara; ìwọ Ọlọ́run mú gbogbo ẹgbẹ́ mi takété.
8 And thou hast filled me with wrinkles, which is a witness against me: and my leanness rising up in me beareth witness to my face.
Ìwọ fi ìhunjọ kùn mí lára, èyí tí o jẹ́rìí tì mí; àti rírù tí ó hàn lára mi, ó jẹ́rìí tì mí ní ojú.
9 He teareth me in his wrath, who hateth me: he gnasheth upon me with his teeth; mine enemy sharpeneth his eyes upon me.
Ọlọ́run fi i ìbínú rẹ̀ fà mí ya, ó sì gbóguntì mí; ó pa eyín rẹ̀ keke sí mi, ọ̀tá mi sì gbójú rẹ̀ sí mi.
10 They have gaped upon me with their mouth; they have smitten me upon the cheek reproachfully; they have gathered themselves together against me.
Wọ́n ti fi ẹnu wọn yẹ̀yẹ́ mi; Wọ́n gbá mi ní ẹ̀rẹ̀kẹ́ ni ìgbá ẹ̀gàn; wọ́n kó ara wọn pọ̀ sí mi.
11 God hath delivered me to the ungodly, and turned me over into the hands of the wicked.
Ọlọ́run ti fi mí lé ọwọ́ ẹni búburú, ó sì mú mi ṣubú sí ọwọ́ ènìyàn ìkà.
12 I was at ease, but he hath broken me asunder: he hath also taken me by my neck, and shaken me to pieces, and set me up for his mark.
Mo ti jókòó jẹ́ẹ́, ṣùgbọ́n ó fà mí já; ó sì dì mí ni ọrùn mú, ó sì gbọ̀n mí túútúú, ó sì gbé mi kalẹ̀ láti ṣe àmì ìtafàsí rẹ̀;
13 His archers compass me round about, he cleaveth my reins asunder, and doth not spare; he poureth out my gall upon the ground.
àwọn tafàtafà rẹ̀ dúró yí mi káàkiri. Ó là mí láyà pẹ̀rẹ̀, kò si dá sí, ó sì tú òróòro ara mi dà sílẹ̀.
14 He breaketh me with breach upon breach, he runneth upon me like a giant.
Ìbàjẹ́ lórí ìbàjẹ́ ní ó fi bà mí jẹ́; ó súré kọlù mi bí jagunjagun.
15 I have sewed sackcloth upon my skin, and defiled my horn in the dust.
“Mo rán aṣọ ọ̀fọ̀ bò ara mi, mo sì rẹ̀ ìwo mi sílẹ̀ nínú erùpẹ̀.
16 My face is foul with weeping, and on my eyelids is the shadow of death;
Ojú mi ti pọ́n fún ẹkún, òjìji ikú sì ṣẹ́ sí ìpéǹpéjú mi.
17 Not for any injustice in mine hands: also my prayer is pure.
Kì í ṣe nítorí àìṣòótọ́ kan ní ọwọ́ mi; àdúrà mi sì mọ́ pẹ̀lú.
18 O earth, cover not thou my blood, and let my cry have no place.
“Háà! Ilẹ̀ ayé, ìwọ má ṣe bò ẹ̀jẹ̀ mi, kí ẹkún mi má ṣe wà ní ipò kan.
19 Also now, behold, my witness is in heaven, and my record is on high.
Ǹjẹ́ nísinsin yìí kíyèsi i, ẹlẹ́rìí mi ń bẹ ní ọ̀run, ẹ̀rí mi sì ń bẹ lókè ọ̀run.
20 My friends scorn me: but mine eye poureth out tears unto God.
Àwọn ọ̀rẹ́ mi ń fi mí ṣẹ̀sín, ṣùgbọ́n ojú mi ń da omijé sọ́dọ̀ Ọlọ́run,
21 O that one might plead for a man with God, as a man pleadeth for his neighbour!
ìbá ṣe pé ẹnìkan le è máa ṣe alágbàwí fún ẹnìkejì lọ́dọ̀ Ọlọ́run, bí ènìyàn kan ti í ṣe alágbàwí fún ẹnìkejì rẹ̀.
22 When a few years are come, then I shall go the way whence I shall not return.
“Nítorí nígbà tí iye ọdún díẹ̀ rékọjá tán, nígbà náà ni èmi ó lọ sí ibi tí èmi kì yóò padà bọ̀.”
