Job 3
1 After this, opened Job his mouth, and cursed his day.
Ẹ̀yìn èyí ní Jobu yanu, ó sì fi ọjọ́ ìbí rẹ̀ ré
2 So then Job began, and said:
Jobu sọ, ó sì wí pé,
3 Perish, the day wherein I was born, and the night it was said, Lo! a manchild!
“Kí ọjọ́ tí a bí mi kí ó di ìgbàgbé, àti òru ni, nínú èyí tí a wí pé, ‘A lóyún ọmọkùnrin kan!’
4 That day, be it darkness, —Let not God enquire after it from above, May there shine upon it no clear beam:
Kí ọjọ́ náà kí ó já si òkùnkùn, kí Ọlọ́run kí ó má ṣe kà á sí láti ọ̀run wá; bẹ́ẹ̀ ni kí ìmọ́lẹ̀ kí ó má ṣe mọ́ sí i.
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:
Kí òkùnkùn àti òjìji ikú fi ṣe ti ara wọn; kí àwọsánmọ̀ kí ó bà lé e; kí ìṣúdudu ọjọ́ kí ó pa láyà.
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.
Kí òkùnkùn kí ó ṣú bo òru náà biribiri, kí ó má ṣe yọ pẹ̀lú ọjọ́ ọdún náà: kí a má ṣe kà a mọ́ iye ọjọ́ oṣù.
7 Lo! that night, be it barren, Let no joyous shouting enter therein:
Kí òru náà kí ó yàgàn; kí ohun ayọ̀ kan kí ó má ṣe wọ inú rẹ̀ lọ.
8 Let day-cursers denounce it, Those skilled in rousing the dragon of the sky:
Kí àwọn tí í fi ọjọ́ gégùn ún kí o fi gégùn ún, tí wọ́n mura tán láti ru Lefitani sókè.
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:
Kí ìràwọ̀ òwúrọ̀ ọjọ́ rẹ̀ kí ó ṣókùnkùn; kí ó má wá ìmọ́lẹ̀, ṣùgbọ́n kí ó máa mọ́ sí i, bẹ́ẹ̀ ni kí ó má ṣe rí àfẹ̀mọ́júmọ́
10 Because it closed not the doors of the womb wherein I was, and so hid trouble from mine eyes.
nítorí tí kò sé ìlẹ̀kùn inú ìyá mi, láti pa ìbànújẹ́ rẹ́ ní ojú mi.
11 Wherefore, in the womb, did I not die? From the womb, come forth and cease to breathe?
“Èéṣe tí èmi kò fi kú láti inú wá, tàbí tí èmi kò kú ní ìgbà tí mo ti inú jáde wá?
12 For what reason, were there prepared for me—knees? and why—breasts, that I might suck?
Èéṣe tí orúnkún wá pàdé mi, tàbí ọmú tí èmi yóò mu?
13 Surely, at once, had I lain down, and been quiet, I had fallen asleep, then, had I been at rest:
Ǹjẹ́ nísinsin yìí èmi ìbá ti dùbúlẹ̀ jẹ́ẹ́; èmi ìbá ti sùn, èmi ìbá ti sinmi
14 With kings, and counselors of the earth, who had built them pyramids:
pẹ̀lú àwọn ọba àti ìgbìmọ̀ ayé tí wọ́n mọ ilé fún ara wọn wá dùbúlẹ̀ nínú ìsọdahoro.
15 Or with rulers possessing, gold, —Who had filled their houses with silver:
Tàbí pẹ̀lú àwọn ọmọ-aládé tí ó ní wúrà, tí wọ́n sì fi fàdákà kun ilé wọn.
16 Or that, like an untimely birth hidden away, I had not come into being, like infants that never saw light:
Tàbí bí ọlẹ̀ tí a sin, èmi kì bá ti sí: bí ọmọ ìṣunú tí kò rí ìmọ́lẹ̀?
17 There, the lawless, cease from raging, and there the toil-worn are at rest:
Níbẹ̀ ni ẹni búburú ṣíwọ́ ìyọnilẹ́nu, níbẹ̀ ni ẹni àárẹ̀ wà nínú ìsinmi.
18 At once are prisoners at peace, they hear not the voice of a driver:
Níbẹ̀ ni àwọn ìgbèkùn sinmi pọ̀, wọn kò gbóhùn amúnisìn mọ́.
19 Small and great, there, they are, and, the slave, is free from his master.
Àti èwe àti àgbà wà níbẹ̀, ẹrú sì di òmìnira kúrò lọ́wọ́ olówó rẹ̀.
20 Wherefore give, to the wretched, light? Or, life, to the embittered in soul?—
“Nítorí kí ni a ṣe fi ìmọ́lẹ̀ fún òtòṣì, àti ìyè fún ọlọ́kàn kíkorò,
21 Who long for death, and it is not, And have digged for it, beyond hid treasures:
tí wọ́n dúró de ikú, ṣùgbọ́n òun kò wá, tí wọ́n wá a jù ìṣúra tí a bò mọ́lẹ̀ pamọ́ lọ.
22 Who rejoice unto exultation, Are glad, when they can find the grave:
Ẹni tí ó yọ̀ gidigidi, tí inú wọ́n sì dùn nígbà tí wọ́n wá ibojì òkú rí?
23 To a man, whose way is concealed, And GOD hath straitly enclosed him?
Kí ni a fi ìmọ́lẹ̀ fún ẹni tí ọ̀nà rẹ̀ fi ara pamọ́ fún, tí Ọlọ́run sì ṣọgbà dí mọ́ ká?
24 For, in the face of my food, my sighing, cometh in, and, poured out like the water, are my groans:
Nítorí pé èémí-ẹ̀dùn wà ṣáájú oúnjẹ mi; ìkérora mi sì tú jáde bí omi.
25 For, a dread, I dreaded, and it hath come upon me, and, that from which I shrank, hath overtaken me.
Nítorí pé ohun náà tí mo bẹ̀rù gidigidi ni ó dé bá mi yìí, àti ohun tí mo fòyà rẹ̀ bá mi ó sì ṣubú lù mí.
26 I was not careless, nor was I secure, nor had I settled down, —when there came—consternation!
Èmi wà láìní àlàáfíà, bẹ́ẹ̀ ni èmi kò ní ìsinmi; bẹ́ẹ̀ ni èmi kò ni ìfàyàbalẹ̀, bí kò ṣe ìdààmú.”
