Job 16
1 Then Job answered,
Katahi a Hopa ka whakautu, ka mea,
2 "I have heard many such things. You are all miserable comforters.
Ka maha nga mea pena kua rangona nei e ahau: he kaiwhakamarie haumaruru rawa koutou katoa.
3 Shall vain words have an end? Or what provokes you that you answer?
E whai mutunga ranei nga kupu tikangakore? Na te aha ranei koe i whakaoho ki te whakahoki kupu mai?
4 I also could speak as you do. If your soul were in my soul's place, I could join words together against you, and shake my head at you,
E taea ano e ahau te korero pena i a koutou; me i penei to koutou wairua me toku wairua, hono tonu aku kupu ki a koutou, ka ruru ano toku upoko ki a koutou.
5 but I would strengthen you with my mouth. The solace of my lips would relieve you.
E whakakaha ano ia toku mangai i a koutou, ka ai ano hoki te whakamarie a oku ngutu hei pehi i to koutou mamae.
6 "Though I speak, my grief is not subsided. Though I forbear, what am I eased?
Ahakoa korero ahau, kahore toku pouri e iti iho; ki te mutu taku, ko tehea wahi o toku mamae ka taharahara iho.
7 But now he has worn me out. You have laid waste all my company.
Inaianei ano kua meinga ahau e ia kia ruha: moti iho i a koe toku whakaminenga katoa.
8 You have shriveled me up. This is a witness against me. My leanness rises up against me. It testifies to my face.
Na kua mau kita koe ki ahau, hei kaiwhakaatu i toku he: e whakatika ana mai hoki toku hirokitanga ki ahau, hei whakapuaki i toku he: e whakatika ana mai hoki toku hirokitanga ki ahau hei whakapuaki i toku he.
9 He has torn me in his wrath, and persecuted me. He has gnashed on me with his teeth. My adversary sharpens his eyes on me.
Haehaea ana ahau e ia i a ia e riri ana, e tukino ana ia i ahau; pakiri ana ona niho ki ahau; e whakakoi mai ana toku hoariri i ona kanohi ki ahau.
10 They have gaped on me with their mouth. They have struck me on the cheek reproachfully. They gather themselves together against me.
Hamama mai ana o ratou mangai ki ahau; whakahewea mai ana, kei te papaki ratou i toku paparinga; huihui ana ratou kia kotahi hei whawhai ki ahau.
11 God delivers me to the ungodly, and casts me into the hands of the wicked.
Kua tukua ahau e te Atua ki te hunga he, whakarerea putia ana ahau ki nga ringa o te hunga kino.
12 I was at ease, and he broke me apart. Yes, he has taken me by the neck, and dashed me to pieces. He has also set me up for his target.
Humarie ana taku noho, heoi kua wawahi ia i ahau; kua mau ia ki toku kaki, tatatia ake ahau kia pakaru rikiriki; whakaturia ana ahau e ia hei koperenga pere mana.
13 His archers surround me. He splits my kidneys apart, and does not spare. He pours out my gall on the ground.
Karapotia ana ahau e ana kaikopere, motumotuhia ana e ia oku whatumanawa, kahore hoki e tohungia; ringihia ana e ia toku au ki te whenua.
14 He breaks me with breach on breach. He runs on me like a giant.
He mea wawahi ahau nana, he wahanga, he wahanga; ano he tangata kaha ia e rere mai ana ki runga ki ahau.
15 I have sewed sackcloth on my skin, and have thrust my horn in the dust.
Tuituia ana e ahau he kakahu taratara mo toku kiri, whakaititia iho e ahau toku haona ki te puehu.
16 My face is red with weeping. Deep darkness is on my eyelids.
Paruparu noa iho toku mata i te tangihanga, kei runga i oku kamo te atarangi o te mate;
17 Although there is no violence in my hands, and my prayer is pure.
Ahakoa kahore he tutu i oku ringa, a he ma taku inoi.
18 "Earth, do not cover my blood. Let my cry have no place to rest.
Kaua, e te whenua, e hipokina oku toto, kei whai wahi tanga ano hoki taku karanga.
19 Even now, look, my witness is in heaven. He who vouches for me is on high.
Kei te rangi nei ano inaianei te kaiwhakaatu o taku, kei te wahi i runga toku kaititiro.
20 My friends scoff at me. My eyes pour out tears to God,
E tawai mai ana oku hoa ki ahau, maturuturu tonu ia nga roimata o toku kanohi ki te Atua.
21 that he would maintain the right of a man with God, of a son of man with his neighbor.
Kia tohe koa ia i to te tangata tika ki te Atua, i to te tama hoki a te tangata ki tona hoa!
22 For when a few years have come, I shall go the way from where I shall not return.
Kia taka mai hoki nga tau torutoru nei, ka haere ahau i te ara e kore ai ahau e hoki mai ano.
