Job 10
1 My soul doth loathe my life, —I let loose my complaint, I speak, in the bitterness of my soul.
U A uluhua ko'u naau i kuu ola ana; E waiho iho au i kuu ulono ana ia'u iho; E olelo aku au maloko o ka ehaeha o kuu naau.
2 I say unto GOD, Do not hold me guilty, Let me know, on what account thou contendest with me!
E i aku au i ke Akua, Mai hoohewa mai oe ia'u; E hoike mai oe i ka mea au e hakaka mai nei me au.
3 Is it seemly in thee, that thou shouldst oppress? that thou shouldst despise the labour of thine own hand, when, upon the counsel of the lawless, thou hast shone?
He mea maikai anei ia oe, e hookaumaha, A e hoowahawaha i ka hana a kou lima, A e hoomalamalama ae maluna o ka manao o ka poe hewa?
4 Eyes of flesh, hast thou? or, as a mortal seeth, seest thou?
O ko ke kino mau maka anei kou? Ua ike anei oe e like me ka ike ana a ke kanaka?
5 As the days of a mortal, are thy days? or, thy years, as the days of a man?
Ua like anei kou mau la me na la o ke kanaka? Ua like anei kou mau makahiki me na la o ke kanaka,
6 That thou shouldst seek for mine iniquity, and, for my sin, shouldst make search:
I ninau mai ai oe i kuu hala, A imi mai ai hoi i ko'u hewa?
7 Though it is, within thine own knowledge, that I would not be lawless, and, none, out of thy hand, can deliver?
Ma kou ike aohe o'u hewa; Aohe mea nana e hoopakele mai kou lima aku.
8 Thine own hands, shaped me, and made me, all in unison round about, and yet thou hast confounded me.
Ua hana kou mau lima ia'u, A ua hoopaa mai oe ia'u a puni; Aka, ke luku mai nei oe ia'u.
9 Remember, I pray thee, that, as clay, thou didst make me, and, unto dust, thou wilt cause me to return.
Ke noi aku nei au ia oe e hoomanao, Ua hana mai oe ia'u, e like me ka lepo; A e hoihoi anei oe ia'u i ka lepo?
10 Didst thou not, like milk, pour me forth? and, as cheese, curdle me?
Aole anei oe i ninini iho ia'u me he waiu la, A i hoopaakiki mai hoi ia'u, me he waiupaa la?
11 With skin and flesh, clothe me? and, with bones and sinews, interweave me?
Ua uhi mai oe ia'u i ka ili a me ka io, A ua hoopaa mai oe ia'u i na iwi a me na olona.
12 Life and lovingkindness, thou didst bestow upon me, —and, thy watchful care, preserved my breath.
Ua hana mai oe iloko i ke ola a me ka pomaikai, A ua malama mai kou kiai ana i kuu uhane.
13 Yet, these things, thou didst hide in thy heart, I know that, this, hath been with thee!
O keia mau mea kau i huna'i iloko o kou naau: Ua ike no wau, aia no me oe keia mea.
14 If I have sinned, then couldst thou watch me, and, from mine iniquity, thou wouldst not acquit me:
Ina e hana hewa au, alaila hoomanao mai no oe ia'u, Aole oe e kela mai ia'u, mai ko'u hewa aku.
15 If I have been lawless, alas for me! Or, if I am righteous, I will not lift up my head, Surfeited with shame, look thou then on my humiliation.
Ina ua hewa au, auwe hoi wau; Ina ua pono au, aole wau e hookiekie i ko'u poo. Ua piha au i ka hilahila; A ua ike au i kuu poino;
16 When it is lifted up, like a howling lion, thou dost hunt me, Then again thou dost shew thyself marvellous against me.
Ina e hookiekieia auanei ia, Ke hoohalua nei oe ia'u, me he liona la: A hoike hou mai oe ia oe iho he mana maluna o'u.
17 Thou renewest thy witnesses before me, and dost increase thy vexation with me, Relays—yea an army, is with me.
Ke hoala hou nei oe i kou mau hoike ku e ia'u, A ke hoonui nei i kou inaina ia'u; A ke hoomahuahua mau nei na puali kaua ia'u.
18 Wherefore then, from the womb, didst thou bring me forth? I might have breathed my last, and, no eye, have seen me.
No ke aha la hoi oe i lawe mai ai ia'u, mai ka opu mai: Ina ua make au ilaila, A ua ike ole ka maka ia'u!
19 As though I had not been, should I have become, —from the womb to the grave, might I have been borne.
Ina ua like au me he mea ola ole la, Ina ua laweia'ku au mai ka opu aku, a ka luakupapau.
20 Are not my days, few?—then forbear, and set me aside, that I may brighten up for a little;
Aole anei he uuku ko'u mau la? U'oki pela, a e waiho ia'u, i oluolu iki iho ai au,
21 Before I go, and not return, unto a land of darkness and death-shade:
Mamua o kuu hele ana'ku i kahi aole au e hoi hou mai, I ka aina pouli, a me ka malu make;
22 A land of obscurity, like thick darkness, of death-shade and disorder, and which shineth like thick darkness.
He aina poeleele e like me ka pouli; He malu make, aohe mea i hooponoponoia, A o ka malamalama, ua like ia me ka pouli.
