Job 14
1 Man that is born of a woman, is of few days, and full of trouble:
“Nnipa a ɔbea awo wɔn nna yɛ tiaa bi na ɔhaw ahyɛ mu mma.
2 As a flower, he cometh forth—and fadeth, He fleeth also as a shadow, and continueth not.
Ɔfefɛw te sɛ nhwiren na etwintwam; ɔte sɛ sunsuma a ɛretwa mu akɔ, ɔntena hɔ nkyɛ.
3 And yet upon such a one as this, hast thou opened thine eye? And, him, wouldst thou bring into judgment with thee?
Woma wʼani kɔ saa onipa yi so? Wode no bɛba wʼanim abebu no atɛn ana?
4 Who can bring a clean thing out of an unclean? Not one!
Hena na obetumi ayi nea ɛyɛ kronkron afi fi mu? Obiara nni hɔ.
5 If determined am his days, the number of his months, is with thee, Fixed times for him, thou hast appointed and he cannot go beyond.
Woahyehyɛ onipa nkwa nna; woahyɛ nʼasram dodow ato hɔ na woahyɛ no bere a ɔrentumi ntra.
6 Look sway from him, that he may rest, Till he shall pay off, as a hireling, his day.
Enti yi wʼani fi ne so na ɔnyɛ nea ɔpɛ, kosi sɛ obewie nʼadwuma sɛ ɔpaani.
7 Though there is—for a tree—hope, —if it should be cut down, that, again, it will grow, and, the tender branch thereof, will not cease;
“Dua mpo anidaso wɔ hɔ ma no: Sɛ wotwa a, ɛbɛfefɛw bio, na ne mman foforo no rempenpan.
8 If its root, should become old in the earth, and, in the dust, its stock should die:
Ne ntin betumi anyin akyɛ asase mu na ne dunsin nso awu wɔ dɔte mu,
9 Through the scent of water, it may break forth, and produce branches like a sapling,
nanso, onya nsu a ɛfefɛw, na eyiyi mman sɛ dua a wɔatɛw.
10 Yet, man, dieth, and is prostrate, Yea the son of earth doth cease to breathe, and where is he?
Nanso sɛ nnipa wu a wɔde no hyɛ fam; ɔhome nea etwa to a, na afei onni hɔ bio.
11 Waters, have failed from, the sea, and, a river, may waste and dry up;
Sɛnea nsu tu yera wɔ po mu no, anaa sɛnea suka mu yowee no,
12 So, a man, hath lain down, and shall not arise, until there are no heavens, they shall not awake, nor be roused up out of their sleep.
saa ara na onipa tɔ fam na ɔnsɔre bio; enkosi sɛ ɔsoro betwa mu no, nnipa rensɔre na wɔrennyan wɔn mfi wɔn nna mu.
13 Oh that, in hades, thou wouldst hide me! that thou wouldst keep me secret, until the turn of thine anger, that thou wouldst set for me a fixed time, and remember me: (Sheol h7585)
“Sɛ anka wode me besie ɔda mu de me ahintaw kosi sɛ wʼabufuw betwa mu! Sɛ anka wobɛhyɛ me bere na afei woakae me! (Sheol h7585)
14 If a man die, can he live again? All the days of my warfare, would I wait, until my relief should come: —
Sɛ onipa wu a ɔbɛba nkwa mu bio ana? Mʼaperedi nna mu nyinaa mɛtwɛn akosi sɛ me foforoyɛ bɛba.
15 Thou shouldst call, and, I, would answer thee, —For the work of thine own hand, thou shouldst long.
Wobɛfrɛ na megye wo so; wʼani begyina abɔde a wo nsa ayɛ.
16 For, now, my steps, thou countest, Thou wilt not pass over my sin:
Afei wobɛkan mʼanammɔntu na worenni me bɔne akyi.
17 Sealed up in a bag, is my transgression, and thou hast glued over mine iniquity.
Wɔbɛsɔ me bɔne ano wɔ kotoku mu, na woakata mʼamumɔyɛ so.
18 But, in very deed, a mountain falling, will lie prostrate, or, a rock moved out of its place:
“Nanso sɛnea mmepɔw so hohoro na ɛpompono na ɔbotan nso twe fi ne sibea no,
19 Stones, have been hollowed out by waters, the floods thereof wash away the dust of the earth, and, the hope of mortal man, thou hast destroyed:
sɛnea nsu yiyi abo ho na osuhweam twe dɔte kɔ no saa ara na wosɛe onipa anidaso.
20 Thou dost overpower him utterly, and he departeth, Disfiguring his face, so, hast thou sent him away.
Wutintim ne so prɛko pɛ, na otwa mu kɔ; wosakra ne nipasu na wugya no kwan.
21 His sons, come to honour, and he knoweth it not, Or they are brought low, and he perceiveth it not of them.
Sɛ wɔhyɛ ne mmabarima anuonyam a, onnim; na sɛ wɔbrɛ wɔn ase a, onhu.
22 But, his flesh, for himself, is in pain, and, his soul, for himself, doth mourn.
Ɔno ara were mu yaw na ɔtee na ɔno ara ne ho na ogyam.”
