Job 17
1 My breath is exhausted; My days are at an end; The grave is ready for me.
Na esalusu fisimu eso da gadenesa. Na mifo heda: mu da gadenenewane gogolei. Na da liligi eno hamomu da hamedei, bogomusa: fawane esala.
2 Are not revilers before me? And doth not my eye dwell upon their provocations?
Na da ba: lala. Dunu huluane da na ha: giwane habosesesa.
3 Give a pledge, I pray thee; be thou a surety for me with thee; Who is he that will strike hands with me?
Gode! Na da dafawane sia: sa! Na sia: nabima! Na sia: be fuligala: su dunu eno da hame.
4 Behold, thou hast blinded their understanding; Therefore thou wilt not suffer them to prevail.
Di da eno dunu ilia asigi dawa: su gogolelesibiba: le, ilia moloidafa hou hame dawa: Ilia da na mae hasalima: ne, ilia logo Dia hedofama.
5 He who delivereth up his friends as a prey, —The eyes of his children shall fail.
Musa: malasu sia: amogai dunu afae da muni lamusa: , ea na: iyado hohonoi. Amola ea hamobeba: le, ea mano huluane da se nabi.
6 He made me the by-word of the people; Yea, I have become their abhorrence.
Amola wali, dunu ilia amo malasu defele, na hamoi ilia sia: sa. Ilia da misini, na odagia defo adugagala: sa.
7 My eye therefore is dim with sorrow, And all my limbs are as a shadow.
Na da da: i dioiba: le, na si da wadela: mu gadenesa. Na lobo amola emo da geloga: le, baba agoai ba: sa.
8 Upright men will be astonished at this, And the innocent will rouse themselves against the wicked.
Dunu mogili, ilia hou da moloidafa ilisu sia: sa, amo ilia na hou ba: beba: le fofogadigisa. Ilia da na da Gode Ea hou hamedafa dawa: sia: sa.
9 The righteous will also hold on his way, And he that hath clean hands will gather strength.
Dunu amo da ilia hou da noga: idafa ilisu sia: sa, ilia amola da na Gode Ea hou hame dawa: sia: sa. Amola ilia dawa: i da dafawane ilia dawa: sa.
10 But as for you all, return, I pray! I find not yet among you one wise man.
Be ilia huluane da na midadi misini aliligisia ganiaba, na da iliga dunu afae bagade dawa: su galebe hamedafa ba: la: loba.
11 My days are at an end; My plans are broken off; Even the treasures of my heart.
Na hamomu eso da baligi dagoi. Na hamomusa: ilegei da bugi. Na hobea misunu hou dafawane hamoma: beyale dawa: su da fisi dagoi.
12 Night hath become day to me; The light bordereth on darkness.
Be na na: iyado dunu ilia da gasi amo da hadigi sia: sa. Ilia da hadigi da gadenei sia: sa. Be na dawa: , na da gasi ganodini esala.
Nama hobea misunu dafawane hamoma: beyale hou dawa: be da bogosu soge fawane dawa: sa. Amogawi na gasi ganodini dialumu. (Sheol h7585)
14 I say to the pit, Thou art my father! And to the worm, My mother! and, My sister!
Na da bogoi uli dogoi amoma na da na ada dio asulimu. Amola daba: amo da na da: i nabe, amoma, “Na ame amola na dalusi,” na da sia: mu.
15 Where then is my hope? Yea, my hope, who shall see it?
Na hobea misunu hou dafawane hamoma: beyale dawa: su da habidili ganabela: ? Nowa da amo ba: sala: ?
