Job 7
1 Is there not a limited time of service to a mortal upon the earth? Are not his days also like the days of a hired laborer?
Osobo bagade dunu ea esalusu da sesesu dadi gagui dunu ea hawa: hamosu defele amola udigili gasa bagade hawa: hamosu agoane.
2 As a servant eagerly longeth for the shadow, and as a hired laborer hopeth for his reward:
Ea esalusu da udigili hawa: hamosu dunu amo da anegagima: ne, ifa ougiha esalumusa: hanai gala. Ea esalusu da hamosu dunu amo da ea bidi lama: ne, hanaiwane ouesalebe ba: sa.
3 So was I compelled to possess months of vanity, and nights of trouble were counted out unto me.
Oubi uduli, eno uduli, na da udigili se nabawane esala. Na bu esaloma: ne da bai hame gala. Gasili asili bu eno gasili, na da da: i dioi fawane ba: sa.
4 When I He down, I say, When shall I arise, and the night be gone? and I am wearied with tossings about till the dawn of day.
Na da golai be sidagane esala. Gasi huluane na da sidagane gilala, soge hedolo hadigima: ne dawa: lala.
5 My flesh is covered with worms and clods of dust: my skin is burst open, and become loathsome.
Na da: i da fioso amoga nabai. Na da: i da aiya heheya: amoga dedeboi dagoi. Na aiya amoga guhi da daha.
6 My days hasten away more swiftly than a weaver's shuttle, and they come to an end in the absence of hope.
Na da hobea misunu dafawane hamoma: beyale dawa: lusu hamedene, eso da hedolowane hehenasa.
7 Oh remember that nothing but a breath is my life; that my eye will not again see happiness;
Gode! Mae gogolema! Na esalusu da mifo lai afadafa fawane agoai gala. Na hahawane hou da fisi dagoi.
8 The eye of him that seeth me now will not behold me again: [thou fixest] thy eyes upon me, and I am no more.
Dia da wahadafa na ba: sa. Be hobea bu hamedafa ba: mu. Dia na hogosea, na da asi dagoi ba: mu.
10 He will return no more to his house, and his place will not recognize him any more.
Mu mobi da ba: lalu, hedolowane gilasi dagoi ba: sa. Amo defele, ninia osobo bagade dunu da bogosea, hame buhagisa. Nini dawa: su dunu, ilia da nini hedolo gogolesa. (Sheol h7585)
11 Therefore will I also not restrain my mouth: I will speak in the anguish of my spirit: I will complain in the bitterness of my soul.
Hame mabu! Na da hamedafa ouiya: mu! Na da ougi amola gia: i bagade gala. Na da sia: mu!
12 Am I a sea, or a monster, that thou settest a watch over me?
Gode! Dia da abuliba: le na sosodo aligisala: ? Na da wayabo bagade wadela: i ohe bagade, Dia da dawa: sala: ?
13 For should I say, My bed shall comfort me, my couch shall help me bear my complaint:
Na da helefimusa: diala be golamu hamedei. Na da na se nabasu fisima: ne, logo hogosa.
14 Then wouldst thou frighten me with dreams, and with visions wouldst thou terrify me;
Be Dia da na beda: ma: ne simasia olelesa. Dia da na esala ba: la: lusu amola wadela: i simasia ba: su nama iasisa.
15 So that my soul would choose strangling, death rather than these limbs of mine.
Amaiba: le, na da na da: i ganodini bu esalumu higasa. Dunu eno da na galogoa gaguli, na fane legemu da defea gala.
16 I loathe it; I cannot live for ever: let me alone; for my days are but nought.
Na da yolesimu galebe. Na da esalumu higasa. Dia na yolesima! Na esalusu da bai hamedafa gala.
17 What is the mortal, that thou shouldst make him great? and that thou shouldst direct thy heart toward him?
Dia abuliba: le osobo bagade dunu da mimogoayale dawa: sala: ? Dia abuliba: le ilia hamobe sosodolalala: ?
18 And that thou shouldst visit him every morning, probe him every moment?
Dia da hahabe huluane ili abodelala. Dia da mae fisili ilima adoba: lala.
19 How long wilt thou not turn thy regard from me, nor let; me loose till I swallow down my spittle?
Na defo hano ni da: gima: ne, Di da nama sosodobe fonobahadi yolesimu da defea gala.
20 If I have sinned, what [injury] can I cause unto thee, O thou Guardian of men? why hast thou set me as an object for thee to strike at, so that I am become a burden to myself?
Di da nama se iasu diasu ouligisu dunu agoai gala. Na wadela: i hou da Dima se iahabela: ? Dia da abuliba: le, dimaga: su adoba: ma: ne, nama dadiga dimaga: sala: ? Na da Dima dioi bagade gaguli ahoabe liligila: ?
21 And why wilt thou not forgive my transgression, and let my iniquity pass away? for soon must I lie down in the dust; and thou wilt seek for me, but I shall be no more.
Dia da na wadela: i hou hamedafa gogolema: ne olofoma: bela: ? Dia da na wadela: i hamobe amo gogolema: ne olofomu hamedei ba: sala: ? Na da hedolowane bogole, uli dogoi ganodini sali ba: mu. Amola, Dia na hogole ba: sea, na da asi dagoi ba: mu.”
