Job 10
1 My soul is disgusted with my life; I will give free vent to my complaint over myself; I will speak in the bitterness of my soul.
“Ani jireenya koo akka malee jibbeera; kanaafuu caalchisee nan guunguma; hadhaaʼummaa lubbuu kootiinis nan dubbadha.
2 I will say unto God, Do not condemn me; let me know for what cause thou contendest against me.
Waaqaanis akkana nan jedha: Ati maaliin akka na himattu natti himi malee natti hin murin.
3 Is it well for thee that thou shouldst oppress, that thou shouldst reject the labor of thy hands, and shed light upon the counsel of the wicked?
Hojii jalʼootaa gammachuudhaan fudhattee ana immoo yommuu cunqursitu, hojii harka keetiis yommuu tuffattu sitti tolaa?
4 Hast thou eyes of flesh? or wilt thou see as a mortal seeth?
Ati ija foonii qabdaa? Akka namni ilaaluttis ni ilaaltaa?
5 Are thy days as the days of a mortal, or are thy years as the days of a man,
Barri kee akka bara namaatii? Yookaan waggoonni kee akka waggoota namaatii?
6 That thou inquirest after my iniquity, and searchest after my sin?
Yoos ati maaliif balleessaa koo barbaaddee cubbuu koo qoratta?
7 Still it is within thy knowledge that I am not wicked, and there is none that can deliver me out of thy hand.
Taʼus ati akka ani yakka hin qabnee fi akka namni harka keetii na baasu tokko iyyuu hin jirre ni beekta.
8 Thy hands have carefully fashioned me and made me; every thing is in harmony all round about; and yet thou dost destroy me!
“Harki kee tolchee na uume. Ati amma deebitee na balleessitaa?
9 Remember, I beseech thee, that as though I were clay hast thou made me; and wilt thou cause me to return again unto the dust?
Akka supheetti na tolchuu kee yaadadhu. Ati amma gara biyyootti na deebiftaa?
10 Behold, like milk didst thou pour me out, and like cheese didst thou curdle me.
Ati akka aannanii na hin dhangalaafnee? Akka baaduus na hin itichinee?
11 With skin and flesh didst thou clothe me, and with bones and sinews didst thou cover me.
Ati gogaa fi foon natti uffifte; lafee fi ribuudhaanis walitti hodhitee na tolchite.
12 Life and kindness didst thou grant me, and thy providence watched over my spirit.
Ati jireenya naa kennitee gaarummaa natti argisiifte; kunuunsi kees hafuura koo naa eege.
13 And yet these things hadst thou treasured up in thy heart: I know that this was [resolved] within thee.
“Ati garuu waan kana hunda garaatti qabatte; anis akka wanni kun yaada kee keessa jiru nan beeka.
14 If I have sinned, then dost thou watch me, and from my iniquity thou wilt not declare me guiltless.
Ati yoo ani cubbuu hojjedhe na argita; balleessaa koos utuu hin adabin bira hin dabartu.
15 If I be wicked, woe unto me: and if I be righteous, I can still not lift up my head; I am sated with disgrace, and ever seeing my affliction;
Yoo ani yakka hojjedhe, anaaf wayyoo! Ani yoo nama balleessaa hin qabne taʼe illee, mataa koo ol qabachuu hin dandaʼu; ani salphina uffadhee dhiphina keessa seeneeraatii.
16 And it constantly increaseth; like a fierce lion dost thou hunt for me; and again thou showest thyself continually wonderful on me;
Yoo ani mataa ol qabadhe ati akka leenca waa adamsuu na adamsita; humna kee sodaachisaa sanas ammumaa amma natti argisiifta.
17 Thou ever renewest thy witnesses against me, and causest thy indignation to grow strong against me; changes and multitudes [of sufferings] are around me.
Ati dhuga baatota haaraa natti fiddee dheekkamsa kee natti dabalta; loltuus natti fidda.
18 Wherefore then didst thou bring me forth out of the womb? Oh that I had perished, and that no eye had seen me!
“Egaa ati maaliif gadameessa keessaa na baafte? Utuu iji tokko iyyuu na hin argin utuun duʼee.
19 That I were as though I had not been, —had been borne from the womb to the grave.
Ani utuun dhalachuu baadhee yookaan utuun akkuman dhaladheen awwaalamee jiraadhee!
20 Lo! my days are but few: cease, then, withdraw from me [thy hand], that I may recover my cheerfulness a little.
Barri koo gabaabaan dhumaa jira mitii? Akka ani yeroo xinnoof gammaduuf narraa deebiʼi;
21 Before I go, and return not, to the land of darkness and the shadow of death,
utuu ani lafa dhaqanii hin deebine, biyya dimimmisaa fi dukkana limixii hin dhaqin dura,
22 A land of utter gloom, as of the darkness of the shadow of death, without any order, and the light of which is like utter gloom.
gara biyya dimimmisaaʼaa akka dukkanaa, biyya gaaddidduu duʼaatiin guutame, kan ifni iyyuu akkuma dukkanaa taʼee hin dhaqin, narraa deebiʼi.”
