Job 24
1 Wherefore, since from the Almighty times are not hid, have, his knowing ones, no vision of his days?
He aha nga wa te whakapurangatia ai e te Kaha Rawa? A he aha hoki te hunga e mohio ana ki a ia te kite ai i ona ra?
2 Boundaries, men move back, flocks, they seize and consume;
Tera etahi e whakaneke atu ana i nga rohe; e kahakina ana e ratou nga kahui, whangaia iho e ratou.
3 The ass of the fatherless, they drive off, they take in pledge the ox of the widow;
E aia atu ana e ratou te kaihe a nga pani, e tangohia ana hei taunaha te kau a te pouaru.
4 They turn aside the needy out of the way, at once, are the humbled of the land made to hide themselves.
Whakapekaia ketia ana e ratou nga rawakore i te ara: huihui ana nga ware o te whenua, piri ana.
5 Lo! [as] wild asses in the wilderness, they go forth with their work, eager seekers for prey, the waste plain, yieldeth them food for their young;
Nana, rite tonu ratou ki te kaihe mahoao i te koraha, haere atu ana ki ta ratou mahi, e whai ana ki te kai; hei kai te koraha ma ratou, ma a ratou tamariki.
6 In the field—a man’s fodder, they cut down, and, the vineyard of the lawless, they strip of its late berries;
E kotia ana e ratou ta ratou witi i te mara; e kohia ana e ratou nga waina a te hunga tutu.
7 Ill-clad, they are left to lodge without clothing, and have no covering in the cold;
E takoto tahanga ana ratou i te po roa, kahore he kakahu, kahore hoki he hipoki i te maeke.
8 With the sweeping rain of the mountains, are they wet, and, through having no shelter, they embrace a rock.
Maku iho ratou i te awha o nga maunga, a, ka kore he rerenga, ka awhi i te kamaka.
9 Men tear, from the breast, the fatherless, and, over the poor, they take a pledge;
Tera te hunga, e tangohia mai ana e ratou te pani i te u, e tango ana i ta te rawakore taunaha:
10 Naked, they go about without clothing, and, famished, they carry the sheaves;
Koia ka haere tahanga ratou, kahore he kakahu, a, i te matekai ka hari i nga paihere witi;
11 Between their walls, are they exposed to the sun, Wine-presses, they tread, and yet are thirsty;
E mahi nei i te hinu i roto i nga taiepa a aua tangata; e takahi nei i a ratou poka waina, me te mate i te wai.
12 Out of the city—out of the houses, they make outcry. and, the soul of the wounded, calleth for help, and, GOD, doth not regard it as foolish.
E aue ana nga tangata i roto i te pa, e karanga ana hoki te wairua o te hunga i patua: kahore ano ia a te Atua whakakuware ki a ratou.
13 They, have become rebels against the light, —they are not acquainted with the ways thereof, neither abide they in the paths thereof.
No te hunga ratou e whakakeke ana ki te marama; kahore o ratou mohio ki ona ara, e kore ano ratou e noho ki ona huarahi.
14 With the light, riseth the murderer, He slayeth the poor and needy, And, in the night, he becometh like a thief.
E maranga ana te kaikohuru i te mea ka marama, patua iho e ia te ware me te rawakore; a i te po ka pena ia i te tahae.
15 And, the eye of the adulterer, watcheth for the evening twilight, saying, Not an eye will see me! A covering for the face, he putteth on;
E tatari ana te kanohi o te tangata puremu kia nehunehu iho, e mea ana, E kore te kanohi e kite i ahau: e huna ana ia i tona mata.
16 He breaketh, in the dark, into houses, —By day, they lock themselves in, They know not the light;
E keri ana ratou i nga whare i te pouri: i te awatea e pa ana ratou i a ratou: kahore ratou e mohio ki te marama.
17 For, in the case of all such, morning to them is the death-shade, For, to be recognised, is a death-shade terror.
Ki a ratou katoa hoki e rite ana te ata ki te atarangi o te mate; e matau ana hoki ratou ki nga whakamataku o te atarangi o te mate.
18 Swift is he on the face of the waters, Speedily vanished their share in the land, He turneth not to the way of the vineyards.
Tere tonu ia ki runga ki te mata o nga wai; he mea kanga to ratou wahi i runga i te whenua: e kore ia e anga mai ki te ara ki nga mara waina.
Ka riro nga wai o te hukarere i te tauraki, i te wera: te hunga hara ano hoki i te reinga. (Sheol h7585)
20 Maternal love shall forget him, the worm shall find him sweet, No more shall he be remembered, but perversity shall be shivered like a tree.
Ka wareware te kopu ki a ia; he kai reka ia ma te iro; e kore ia e maharatia i muri iho; ka whati hoki te kino ano he rakau.
21 He oppresseth the barren who beareth not, and, to the widow, he doeth not good;
E tukinotia ana e ia te pakoko kihai nei i whanau; kahore hoki ana mahi pai ki te pouaru.
22 Yea he draggeth along the mighty by his strength, He riseth up, and none hath assurance of life;
E kumea atu ana hoki e ia nga marohirohi ki tona kaha: ka whakatika ake ia, kahore he tangata e u ki te ora.
23 It is given him to be secure, and confident, yet, his eyes, are upon their ways.
I homai ano e te Atua ki a ratou kia au te noho, a ka whakawhirinaki ratou ki reira; kei runga hoki i o ratou huarahi ona kanohi.
24 They are exalted a little, and are not, Yea having been laid low, like all men, are they gathered, Even as the top of an ear of corn, do they hang down.
E whakanekehia ake ana ratou; otiia wahi iti nei, kua kahore noa iho ratou; ae ra, ka whakaitia ratou, ka whakawateatia atu pera i era atu katoa, a ka tapahia atu ano ko nga kauru o nga puku witi.
25 But, if not, who then can convict me of falsehood? or make of no account my words?
Ki te mea he teka tenei ko wai hei whakateka ki ahau, hei whakakahore i taku korero?
