< Job 7 >

1 Is there not a war-service for man on the earth? Are not his days as the days of a hireling?
“ʻIkai ʻoku ai ʻae kuonga kuo tuʻutuʻuni ki he tangata ʻi māmani? pea tatau hono ngaahi ʻaho mo e ngaahi ʻaho ʻoe ngāue unga?
2 As a servant panteth for the shade, And as a hireling looketh for his wages,
‌ʻO hangē ko e holi lahi ʻae tamaioʻeiki ki he malumalu, pea hangē ko e ʻamanaki ʻae ngāue unga ki he totongi ʻo ʻene ngāue:
3 So am I made to possess months of affliction, And wearisome nights are appointed for me.
‌ʻOku pehē, kuo tuku ke ʻaʻaku ʻae ngaahi māhina mamahi, pea kuo tuʻutuʻuni kiate au ʻae ngaahi pō fakamamahi.
4 If I lie down, I say, When shall I arise, and the night be gone? And I am full of restlessness until the dawning of the day.
‌ʻO kau ka tokoto hifo, ʻoku ou pehē, ‘te u tuʻu hake ʻafē, kuo ʻosi ʻae pō?’ Pea ʻoku ou fiu ʻi he fetafokifokiʻaki ʻo aʻu ki he maʻa ʻae ʻaho.
5 My flesh is clothed with worms, and clods of dust; My skin is broken and become loathsome.
Kuo kofuʻaki hoku sino ʻae ʻuanga mo e ngaahi konga kelekele; kuo mafahifahi hoku kili, pea kuo fakalielia.
6 My days are swifter than a weaver's shuttle; They pass away without hope.
Ko hoku ngaahi ʻaho ʻoku vave ʻi he faʻonga filo ʻoe tangata lalanga, pea ʻoku fakaʻosi ia taʻehaʻamanaki lelei.
7 O remember that my life is a breath; That mine eye shall no more see good!
‌ʻOfa ke manatuʻi ko e matangi ʻa ʻeku moʻui: ʻE ʻikai toe mamata ʻa hoku mata ki he lelei.
8 The eye of him that hath seen me shall see me no more; Thine eyes shall look for me, but I shall not be.
Ko e mata ʻo ia kuo ne mamata kiate au ʻe ʻikai toe mamata mai: ʻoku ʻiate au ho fofonga, pea u ʻikai leva.
9 As the cloud dissolveth and wasteth away, So he that goeth down to the grave shall arise no more; (Sheol h7585)
‌ʻO hangē ko e fakamovetevete ʻo mole atu ʻae ʻao: ʻoku pehē, ko ia ʻoku ʻalu hifo ki he faʻitoka ʻe ʻikai toe ʻalu hake. (Sheol h7585)
10 No more shall he return to his house, And his dwelling-place shall know him no more.
‌ʻE ʻikai toe foki ia ki hono fale, pea ʻe ʻikai toe ʻiloʻi ia ʻe hono potu.
11 Therefore I will not restrain my mouth; I will speak in the anguish of my spirit; I will complain in the bitterness of my soul.
“Ko ia ʻe ʻikai te u taʻofi ki hoku ngutu; te u lea ʻi he ongosia ʻo hoku laumālie; te u lāunga ʻi he mamahi ʻo hoku laumālie.
12 Am I a sea, or a sea-monster, That thou settest a watch over me?
He ko ha tahi au pe ko e tofuaʻa, koeʻuhi kuo ke fakanofo ha leʻo kiate au?
13 When I say, My bed shall relieve me, My couch shall ease my complaint,
‌ʻO kau ka pehē, ‘ʻE fakafiemālieʻi au ʻe hoku mohenga, ʻe fakasiʻisiʻi hoku mamahi ʻe hoku tokotoʻanga;’
14 Then thou scarest me with dreams, And terrifiest me with visions;
‌ʻOku ke fakailifiaʻi au ʻaki ʻae ngaahi misi, pea ke fakalilikaʻi au ʻi he ngaahi meʻa hā mai:
15 So that my soul chooseth strangling, Yea, death, rather than these my bones.
Ko ia ʻoku fili ai ʻe hoku laumālie ʻae sisina, mo e mate ʻi heʻeku moʻui.
16 I am wasting away; I shall not live alway: Let me alone, for my days are a vapor!
‌ʻOku ou fakaliliʻa ki ai; ʻe ʻikai te u fie moʻui ai pe: tuku ai pe au; he ko e vaʻinga pe ʻa hoku ngaahi ʻaho.
17 What is man, that thou shouldst make great account him, And fix thy mind upon him?—
He ko e hā ʻae tangata, ʻoku ke hakeakiʻi ai ia? Pea koeʻuhi ke ke tukupau ho loto kiate ia?
18 That thou shouldst visit him every morning, And prove him every moment?
Pea koeʻuhi ke ke ʻaʻahi ki ai ʻi he pongipongi kotoa pē, mo ʻahiʻahiʻi ia ʻi he kihiʻi feituʻulaʻā siʻi kotoa pē?
19 How long ere thou wilt look away from me, And let me alone, till I have time to breathe?
‌ʻE fēfē hono fuoloa mo e ʻikai te ke ʻalu ʻiate au, pe tuku pe au ke ʻoua muʻa ke u folo hifo hoku ifo?
20 If I have sinned, what have I done to thee, O thou watcher of men! Why hast thou set me up as thy mark, So that I have become a burden to myself?
Kuo u fai angahala; ko e hā te u fai kiate koe, ʻa koe ko e fakamoʻui ʻoe kakai? Ko e hā kuo ke fokotuʻu ai au ko e fakaʻilonga maʻau, ke u hoko ai ko e kavenga, kiate au pe?
21 And why dost thou not pardon my transgression, And take away mine iniquity? For soon shall I sleep in the dust; And, though thou seek me diligently, I shall not be.
Pea ko e hā ʻoku ʻikai ai ke ke fakamolemole ʻeku angahala, pea toʻo atu ʻeku fai hala? He ko eni te u mohe pe ʻi he efu; pe te ke kumi au ʻi he pongipongi, ka ʻe ʻikai te u ʻi ai au.”

< Job 7 >