Job 16
1 Then responded Job, and said: —
Ìgbà náà ní Jobu dáhùn, ó sì wí pé,
2 I have heard many such things, Wearisome comforters, are ye all!
“Èmi ti gbọ́ irú ohun púpọ̀ bẹ́ẹ̀ rí ayọnilẹ́nu onítùnú ènìyàn ní gbogbo yín.
3 Is there to be an end to windy words? Or what so strongly exciteth thee, that thou must respond?
Ọ̀rọ̀ asán lè ni òpin? Tàbí kí ni ó gbó ọ láyà tí ìwọ fi dáhùn?
4 I also, like you, could speak, —If your soul were in the place of my soul, I could string together words against you, and could therewith shake over you my head.
Èmi pẹ̀lú le sọ bí ẹ̀yin; bí ọkàn yín bá wà ní ipò ọkàn mi, èmi le sọ ọ̀rọ̀ dáradára púpọ̀ sí yín ní ọrùn, èmi a sì mi orí mi sí i yín.
5 I could make you determined, by my mouth, and then my lip-solace should restrain you.
Èmi ìbá fi ọ̀rọ̀ ẹnu mi gbà yín ni ìyànjú, àti ṣíṣí ètè mi ìbá sì tu ìbìnújẹ́ yín.
6 Though I do speak, unassuaged is my stinging pain, —And, if I forbear, of what am I relieved?
“Bí èmi tilẹ̀ sọ̀rọ̀, ìbìnújẹ́ mi kò lọ; bí mo sì tilẹ̀ dákẹ́, níbo ni ìtùnú mí ko kúrò?
7 But, now, hath he wearied me, thou hast destroyed all my family;
Ṣùgbọ́n nísinsin yìí, ó dá mi lágara; ìwọ Ọlọ́run mú gbogbo ẹgbẹ́ mi takété.
8 And, having captured me, it hath served, as a witness; and so my wasting away hath risen up against me, in my face, it answereth.
Ìwọ fi ìhunjọ kùn mí lára, èyí tí o jẹ́rìí tì mí; àti rírù tí ó hàn lára mi, ó jẹ́rìí tì mí ní ojú.
9 His anger, hath torn and persecuted me, He hath gnashed upon me with his teeth, Mine adversary, hath sharpened his eyes for me.
Ọlọ́run fi i ìbínú rẹ̀ fà mí ya, ó sì gbóguntì mí; ó pa eyín rẹ̀ keke sí mi, ọ̀tá mi sì gbójú rẹ̀ sí mi.
10 They have gaped upon me with their mouth, With reproach, have they smitten my cheek, Together, against me, have they closed their ranks.
Wọ́n ti fi ẹnu wọn yẹ̀yẹ́ mi; Wọ́n gbá mi ní ẹ̀rẹ̀kẹ́ ni ìgbá ẹ̀gàn; wọ́n kó ara wọn pọ̀ sí mi.
11 GOD doth abandon me to him that is perverse, and, into the hands of the lawless, he throweth me headlong.
Ọlọ́run ti fi mí lé ọwọ́ ẹni búburú, ó sì mú mi ṣubú sí ọwọ́ ènìyàn ìkà.
12 At ease, was I when he shattered me, Yea he seized me by my neck, and dashed me in pieces, then set me up for himself as a mark:
Mo ti jókòó jẹ́ẹ́, ṣùgbọ́n ó fà mí já; ó sì dì mí ni ọrùn mú, ó sì gbọ̀n mí túútúú, ó sì gbé mi kalẹ̀ láti ṣe àmì ìtafàsí rẹ̀;
13 His archers came round against me, He clave asunder my reins, and spared not, He poured out, on the earth, my gall:
àwọn tafàtafà rẹ̀ dúró yí mi káàkiri. Ó là mí láyà pẹ̀rẹ̀, kò si dá sí, ó sì tú òróòro ara mi dà sílẹ̀.
14 He made a breach in me, breach upon breach, He ran upon me, like a mighty man.
Ìbàjẹ́ lórí ìbàjẹ́ ní ó fi bà mí jẹ́; ó súré kọlù mi bí jagunjagun.
15 Sackcloth, sewed I on my skin, and rolled—in the dust—my horn:
“Mo rán aṣọ ọ̀fọ̀ bò ara mi, mo sì rẹ̀ ìwo mi sílẹ̀ nínú erùpẹ̀.
16 My face, is reddened from weeping, and, upon mine eyelashes, is the death-shade: —
Ojú mi ti pọ́n fún ẹkún, òjìji ikú sì ṣẹ́ sí ìpéǹpéjú mi.
17 Though no violence was in my hands, and, my prayer, was pure.
Kì í ṣe nítorí àìṣòótọ́ kan ní ọwọ́ mi; àdúrà mi sì mọ́ pẹ̀lú.
18 O earth! do not cover my blood, and let there be no place for mine outcry.
“Háà! Ilẹ̀ ayé, ìwọ má ṣe bò ẹ̀jẹ̀ mi, kí ẹkún mi má ṣe wà ní ipò kan.
19 Even now, lo! in the heavens, is my witness,
Ǹjẹ́ nísinsin yìí kíyèsi i, ẹlẹ́rìí mi ń bẹ ní ọ̀run, ẹ̀rí mi sì ń bẹ lókè ọ̀run.
20 And, he that voucheth for me is on high. My friends are, they who scorn me, Unto GOD, hath mine eye shed tears: —
Àwọn ọ̀rẹ́ mi ń fi mí ṣẹ̀sín, ṣùgbọ́n ojú mi ń da omijé sọ́dọ̀ Ọlọ́run,
21 That one might plead, for a man, with GOD, —Even a son of man, for his friend!
ìbá ṣe pé ẹnìkan le è máa ṣe alágbàwí fún ẹnìkejì lọ́dọ̀ Ọlọ́run, bí ènìyàn kan ti í ṣe alágbàwí fún ẹnìkejì rẹ̀.
22 When, a few years, come, then, by a path by which I shall not return, shall I depart.
“Nítorí nígbà tí iye ọdún díẹ̀ rékọjá tán, nígbà náà ni èmi ó lọ sí ibi tí èmi kì yóò padà bọ̀.”
