< Job 17 >

1 “My spirit has been destroyed, My days extinguished—graves [are] for me.
“Ẹ̀mí mi bàjẹ́, ọjọ́ mi ni a ti gé kúrú, isà òkú dúró dè mí.
2 If not—mockeries [are] with me. And my eye lodges in their provocations.
Nítòótọ́ àwọn ẹlẹ́yà wà lọ́dọ̀ mi, ojú mi sì tẹ̀mọ́ ìmúnibínú wọn.
3 Now place my pledge with You; Who is he that strikes hand with me?
“Fi fún mi Olúwa, ìlérí tí ìwọ fẹ́; ta ni yóò le ṣe ààbò fún mi?
4 For You have hidden their heart from understanding, Therefore You do not exalt them.
Nítorí pé ìwọ ti sé wọ́n láyà kúrò nínú òye; nítorí náà ìwọ kì yóò gbé wọn lékè.
5 For a portion he shows friendship, And the eyes of his sons are consumed.
Ẹni tí ó sọ ọ̀rọ̀ ẹ̀tàn dídún fún àwọn ọ̀rẹ́ rẹ̀ fún èrè, òun ni ojú àwọn ọmọ rẹ̀ yóò mú òfo.
6 And He set me up for a proverb of the peoples, And I am a wonder before them.
“Ọlọ́run ti sọ mi di ẹni òwe fún àwọn ènìyàn; níwájú wọn ni mo dàbí ẹni ìtutọ́ sí ní ojú.
7 And my eye is dim from sorrow, And my members—all of them—as a shadow.
Ojú mí ṣú bàìbàì nítorí ìbìnújẹ́, gbogbo ẹ̀yà ara mi sì dàbí òjìji.
8 The upright are astonished at this, and the innocent stirs himself up against the profane.
Àwọn olódodo yóò yanu sí èyí, ẹni aláìṣẹ̀ sì bínú sí àwọn àgàbàgebè.
9 And the righteous lays hold [on] his way, And the clean of hands adds strength.
Olódodo pẹ̀lú yóò di ọ̀nà rẹ̀ mú, àti ọlọ́wọ́ mímọ́ yóò máa lera síwájú.
10 But please return and come in, all of you, And I do not find a wise man among you.
“Ṣùgbọ́n bí ó ṣe ti gbogbo yín, ẹ yípadà, kí ẹ si tún padà nísinsin yìí; èmi kò le rí ọlọ́gbọ́n kan nínú yín.
11 My days have passed by, My plans have been broken off, The possessions of my heart!
Ọjọ́ tí èmi ti kọjá, ìrò mi ti fà yá, àní ìrò ọkàn mi.
12 They appoint night for day, Light [is] near because of darkness.
Àwọn ènìyàn wọ̀nyí ń ṣọ́ òru di ọ̀sán; wọ́n ní, ìmọ́lẹ̀ súnmọ́ ibi tí òkùnkùn dé.
13 If I wait—Sheol [is] my house, In darkness I have spread out my bed. (Sheol h7585)
Bí mo tilẹ̀ ní ìrètí, ipò òku ní ilé mi; mo ti tẹ́ ibùsùn mi sínú òkùnkùn. (Sheol h7585)
14 To corruption I have called: You [are] my father. To the worm: My mother and my sister.
Èmi ti wí fún ìdíbàjẹ́ pé, ìwọ ni baba mi, àti fún kòkòrò pé, ìwọ ni ìyá mi àti arábìnrin mi,
15 And where [is] my hope now? Indeed, my hope, who beholds it?
ìrètí mi ha dà nísinsin yìí? Bí ó ṣe ti ìrètí mi ni, ta ni yóò rí i?
16 You go down [to] the parts of Sheol, If we may rest together on the dust.” (Sheol h7585)
Yóò sọ̀kalẹ̀ lọ sínú ipò òkú, nígbà tí a jùmọ̀ sinmi pọ̀ nínú erùpẹ̀ ilẹ̀?” (Sheol h7585)

< Job 17 >