Job 30
1 “And now, laughed at me, Have the younger in days than I, Whose fathers I have loathed to set With the dogs of my flock.
Laakiinse haatan waxaa igu majaajilooda kuwa iga da' yar Oo aan aabbayaashood quudhsan jiray inay xataa la fadhiistaan eeyaha adhigayga.
2 Also—the power of their hands, why [is it] to me? On them old age has perished.
Nimanka xooggoodu dhammaaday Itaalka gacmahoodu muxuu ii tarayaa?
3 With want and with harsh famine, They are gnawing a dry place [in] the recent night, [In] desolation and ruin,
Waxay la weydoobeen baahi iyo abaar, Oo waxay u cararaan dhul engegan, kaasoo ah lamadegaan gudcur iyo cidlo ah.
4 Those cropping mallows near a shrub, And their food [is] root of broom trees.
Waxay gurtaan geed cusbeed oo kaynta ku yaal, Oo cuntadooduna waxa weeye geed rotem la yidhaahdo xididdadiisa.
5 They are cast out from the midst (They shout against them as a thief),
Iyaga dadka waa laga dhex eryaa, Oo waxaa looga daba qayliyaa sida tuug looga daba qayliyo oo kale.
6 To dwell in a frightful place of valleys, Holes of earth and clefts.
Waa inay ku hoydaan haadaamaha dooxooyinka, Iyo boholaha dhulka iyo dhagaxyada dhexdooda.
7 They groan among shrubs, They are gathered together under nettles.
Waxay ka qayliyaan kaynta dhexdeeda, Oo waxay dhammaantood ku soo ururaan maraboob hoosteed.
8 Sons of folly—even sons without name, They have been struck from the land.
Iyagu waa nacasyo iyo ceebaalowyo carruurtood, Oo dhulka waxaa lagaga saaray karbaash.
9 And now, I have been their song, And I am to them for a byword.
Oo haatan gabay cay ah baan u noqday, Oo halqabsi baan u ahay.
10 They have detested me, They have kept far from me, And from before me have not spared to spit.
Way i karahsadaan, oo meel fog bay iga istaagaan, Oo inay candhuufo wejiga iiga tufaanna iskama ay qabtaan.
11 Because He loosed His cord and afflicts me, And the bridle from before me, They have cast away.
Ilaah baa xadhiggaygii debciyey, wuuna i dhibay, Oo taas aawadeed iyagu hortayda iskuma celiyaan.
12 A brood arises on the right hand, They have cast away my feet, And they raise up against me, Their paths of calamity.
Xagga midigtayda waxaa ka kaca ciyaalasuuq, Oo cagtaydana way iska riixaan, Oo waxay igu hor tuuraan jidadkoodii halligaadda.
13 They have broken down my path, They profit by my calamity: He has no helper.
Jidadkayga way halleeyaan, Oo waxay soo deddejiyaan masiibadayda; Oo mid caawiyaana ma jiro.
14 They come as a wide breach, Under the desolation have rolled themselves.
Jabniin ballaadhan ayay ka soo dusaan, Oo burburka dhexdiisa ayay igaga soo dhacaan.
15 He has turned terrors against me, It pursues my abundance as the wind, And as a thick cloud, My safety has passed away.
Waxaa igu soo jeesta cabsi weyn, Oo sharaftayda waxaa loo kaxeeyaa sida dabayshu wax u kaxayso oo kale. Barwaaqadaydiina waxay u dhammaatay sidii daruur oo kale.
16 And now, in me my soul pours itself out, Days of affliction seize me.
Haddaba naftaydaa igu dhex daadatay, Oo waxaan la kulmay wakhti dhibaato badan.
17 [At] night my bone has been pierced in me, And my gnawing [pain] does not lie down.
Habeenkii lafahaygaa i muda, Oo xanuunka i cunayaana ima daayo innaba.
18 By the abundance of power, Is my clothing changed, As the mouth of my coat it girds me.
Xoogga weyn oo cudurkayga daraaddiis ayaa dharkaygii ku xumaaday, Oo wuxuu iigu cidhiidhisan yahay sidii jubbaddayda qoorteeda.
19 Casting me into mire, And I have become like dust and ashes.
Isagu wuxuu igu tuuray dhoobada dhexdeeda, Oo waxaan noqday sidii boodh iyo dambas oo kale.
20 I cry to You, And You do not answer me, I have stood, and You consider me.
Anigu waan kuu qayshadaa, adiguse iima aad jawaabtid, Waan ku soo hor istaagaa, adiguse ima aad aragtid.
21 You are turned to be fierce to me, With the strength of Your hand, You oppress me.
Calooladeeg baad igula soo jeesatay, Oo gacantaada itaalkeeda ayaad igu silcisaa.
22 You lift me up, You cause me to ride on the wind, And You melt—You level me.
Kor baad iigu qaaddaa dabaysha, Oo waxaad i fuushisaa dusheeda, Oo haddana waxaad igu baabbi'isaa duufaanka.
23 For I have known You bring me back [to] death, And [to] the house appointed for all living.
Waayo, waan ogahay inaad ii kaxaynaysid dhimasho, Iyo guriga inta nool oo dhammu ku wada kulmayaan.
24 Surely not against the heap Does He send forth the hand, Though they have safety in its ruin.
Laakiinse ninkii hoos u dhacaya sow gacantiisa sooma fidiyo? Markuu halligmayose sow ma qayshado?
25 Did I not weep for him whose day is hard? My soul has grieved for the needy.
Oo ninka dhibaataysan anigu sow uma ooyi jirin? Naftayduse sow masaakiinta uma murugoon jirin?
26 When I expected good, then comes evil, And I wait for light, and darkness comes.
Laakiinse markaan wanaagga filanayo waxaa ii iman jiray xumaanta, Oo markaan nuurka sugana waxaa ii iman jiray gudcurka.
27 My bowels have boiled, and have not ceased, Days of affliction have gone before me.
Qalbigaygu welwel buu la kacsan yahay, mana nasto, Oo waxaan la kulmay wakhti dhibaato badan.
28 I have gone mourning without the sun, I have risen, I cry in an assembly.
Anigoo barooranaya ayaan qorraxda la'aanteed socdaa, Waxaan ka dhex istaagaa shirka, oo caawimaad waan u qayshadaa.
29 I have been a brother to dragons, And a companion to daughters of the ostrich.
Waxaan noqday walaalka dawacooyinka, Iyo saaxiibka gorayada.
30 My skin has been black on me, And my bone has burned from heat,
Dubkaygu intuu gubto ayuu iska diirmaa, Oo lafahayguna kulayl bay ku gubtaan.
31 And my harp becomes mourning, And my pipe the sound of weeping.”
Sidaas daraaddeed kataaradaydii waxay u rogmatay baroorasho, Oo biibiilahaygiina wuxuu u rogmaday kuwa ooya codkooda.
