Job 3
1 After this, opened Job his mouth, and cursed his day.
Pea hili ia naʻe mafaʻa ʻae ngutu ʻo Siope, ʻo ne lauʻikoviʻi ʻa hono ʻaho.
2 So then Job began, and said:
Pea lea ʻa Siope, ʻo ne pehē,
3 Perish, the day wherein I was born, and the night it was said, Lo! a manchild!
“Ke ʻauha ʻae ʻaho naʻe fanauʻi ai au, mo e pō ko ia naʻe kalanga ai, ‘Kuo fanauʻi ʻae tama tangata.’
4 That day, be it darkness, —Let not God enquire after it from above, May there shine upon it no clear beam:
Ke fakapoʻuli ʻae ʻaho ko ia; ke ʻoua naʻa tokanga ki ai ʻae ʻOtua mei ʻolunga, pea ʻoua naʻa ulo ai ʻae maama.
5 Let darkness and death-shade buy it back, May there settle down upon it a cloud, Let a day’s dark eclipse cause it terror:
Ke maʻu ia ʻe he fakapoʻuli mo e ʻata ʻoe mate; ke heka maʻu ki ai ʻae ʻao matolu; ke fakailifia ia ʻe he fakapoʻuli ʻoe ʻaho.
6 That night, darkness take it, —May it not rejoice among the days of the year, Into the number of months, let it not enter.
Ke ʻohofi ʻae pō ko ia ʻe he fakapoʻuli matolu; ke ʻoua naʻa fakahoko ia ki he ngaahi ʻaho ʻoe taʻu, pe kau ia ʻi he lau ʻoe ngaahi māhina.
7 Lo! that night, be it barren, Let no joyous shouting enter therein:
ʻIo, ke lala ʻae pō ko ia, ke ʻoua naʻa ʻi ai ha leʻo fakafiefia.
8 Let day-cursers denounce it, Those skilled in rousing the dragon of the sky:
Ke kapeʻi ia ʻekinautolu ʻoku laukoviʻi ʻae ʻaho, ʻakinautolu ʻoku nau teu ke fai hake ʻenau lāunga.
9 Darkened be the stars of its twilight, —Let it wait for light, and there be none, neither let it see the eyelashes of the dawn:
Ke fakapoʻuli ʻae ngaahi fetuʻu ʻo hono efiafi poʻuli; ke holi ia ki he maama, kaeʻoua siʻi naʻa ʻi ai; pea ʻoua naʻa ʻilo ʻe ia ʻae maʻa ʻae ʻaho:
10 Because it closed not the doors of the womb wherein I was, and so hid trouble from mine eyes.
Koeʻuhi naʻe ʻikai ke tāpuni ʻae ngaahi matapā ʻoe manāva kiate au, pe fufū ʻae mamahi mei hoku mata.
11 Wherefore, in the womb, did I not die? From the womb, come forth and cease to breathe?
“Ko e hā naʻe ʻikai ai te u mate mei he manāva? Ko e hā naʻe ʻikai ai te u tukuange hoku laumālie ʻi heʻeku haʻu mei he fatu?
12 For what reason, were there prepared for me—knees? and why—breasts, that I might suck?
Ko e hā naʻe tali teu ʻai au ʻe he foʻi tui? Mo e huhu koeʻuhi ke u huhu ai?
13 Surely, at once, had I lain down, and been quiet, I had fallen asleep, then, had I been at rest:
He ka ne ʻikai, pehē kuo u tokoto taʻengāue eni pea longo pe, pea u mohe pe ʻo mālōlō ai,
14 With kings, and counselors of the earth, who had built them pyramids:
ʻO fakataha mo e ngaahi tuʻi mo e ngaahi pule ʻo māmani, naʻa nau langa moʻonautolu ʻae ngaahi potu naʻe lala;
15 Or with rulers possessing, gold, —Who had filled their houses with silver:
Pea fakataha mo e ngaahi ʻeiki naʻe maʻu koula, naʻa nau fakapito honau ngaahi fale ʻaki ʻae siliva:
16 Or that, like an untimely birth hidden away, I had not come into being, like infants that never saw light:
Pea teu ʻikai ʻo hangē ko e tama tō ʻi he fufū; ʻo hangē ko e fānau ʻoku ʻikai mamata ki he maama.
17 There, the lawless, cease from raging, and there the toil-worn are at rest:
ʻOku ngata ʻi ai ʻae fakamamahi ʻe he kau angahala; pea mālōlō ʻi ai ʻae kau ongosia.
18 At once are prisoners at peace, they hear not the voice of a driver:
ʻOku mālōlō fakataha ai ʻae kau pōpula; ʻoku ʻikai ke nau ongoʻi ai ʻae leʻo ʻoe fakamālohi.
19 Small and great, there, they are, and, the slave, is free from his master.
ʻOku ʻi ai ʻae iiki mo e lalahi; pea tauʻatāina ai ʻae tamaioʻeiki mei heʻene ʻeiki.
20 Wherefore give, to the wretched, light? Or, life, to the embittered in soul?—
“Ko e hā ʻoku tuku ai ʻae maama kiate ia ʻoku ʻi he mamahi, mo e moʻui kiate ia ʻoku laumālie mamahi;
21 Who long for death, and it is not, And have digged for it, beyond hid treasures:
ʻAia ʻoku holi ki he mate, ka ʻoku ʻikai ia; pea lahi ʻene kumi ki ai ʻi heʻene kumi ki he ngaahi koloa fufū;
22 Who rejoice unto exultation, Are glad, when they can find the grave:
ʻAkinautolu ʻoku nekeneka ʻaupito, mo fiefia, ʻoka nau ka ʻilo ʻae faʻitoka?
23 To a man, whose way is concealed, And GOD hath straitly enclosed him?
[Ko e hā kuo foaki ai ʻae maama ]ki he tangata kuo fakapuli hono hala, pea kuo ʻākilotoa ia ʻe he ʻOtua?
24 For, in the face of my food, my sighing, cometh in, and, poured out like the water, are my groans:
He ʻoku muʻomuʻa ʻeku ngaahi toʻe ki heʻeku kai, pea ko ʻeku tangi kalanga ʻoku lilingi atu ʻo hangē ko e vai.
25 For, a dread, I dreaded, and it hath come upon me, and, that from which I shrank, hath overtaken me.
Hē ko e meʻa ne u manavahē lahi ki ai kuo tō ia kiate au, pea ko ia ne u ilifia ai kuo hoko mai.
26 I was not careless, nor was I secure, nor had I settled down, —when there came—consternation!
Naʻe ʻikai te u fiemālie, pe te u mālōlō, pe te u nofo noa pe; ka naʻe hoko pe ʻae mamahi.”
