Job 10
1 I am weary of my life; I will give free expression to my complaint; I will speak in the bitterness of my soul.
Naftaydu noloshadayday la daallan tahay, Oo joojinla'aan waan ku sii caban doonaa, Oo qadhaadhka naftayda waan ku hadli doonaa.
2 I will say to God, 'Do not merely condemn me; show me why you accuse me.
Waxaan Ilaah ku odhan doonaa, Ha i xukumine. Bal waxaad i tustaa waxa aad aawadood iila diriraysid.
3 Is it good to you that you should oppress me, to despise the work of your hands while you smile on the plans of the wicked?
Bal miyey kuu wanaagsan tahay inaad cidhiidhisid Oo aad quudhsatid shuqulkii gacantaada, Oo haddana aad iftiimisid kuwa sharka ah taladooda?
4 Do you have eyes of flesh? Do you see like a man sees?
Ma waxaad leedahay indho binu-aadmi, Mase sida dadkaad wax u aragtaa?
5 Are your days like the days of mankind or your years like the years of people,
Wakhtigaagu ma sida wakhtiga dadkoo kalaa? Cimrigaaguse ma sida cimriga dadkoo kalaa?
6 that you inquire after my iniquity and search after my sin,
Oo bal ma sidaas daraaddeed baad xumaantayda u daba joogtaa, Oo aad dembigayga u baadhaysaa,
7 although you know I am not guilty and there is no one who can rescue me from your hand?
In kastoo aad ogtahay inaanan sharrow ahayn, Oo uusan jirin mid gacantaada iga samatabbixinaya?
8 Your hands have framed and fashioned me together round about, yet you are destroying me.
Gacmahaaga ayaa i qabanqaabiyey oo i dhisay dhammaantay, Laakiin haddana intaad igu soo jeesato ayaad i duminaysaa.
9 Call to mind, I beg you, that you have fashioned me like clay; will you bring me into dust again?
Bal xusuuso waan ku baryayaaye inaad ii dhoobtay sidii wax dhoobo laga sameeyey, Haddaba ma boodhkaad dib iigu celinaysaa?
10 Have you not poured me out like milk and curdled me like cheese?
War sow sidii caano iima aadan daadin, Oo sidii gadhoodh oo kale sow iigama aadan dhigin?
11 You have clothed me with skin and flesh and knit me together with bones and sinews.
Waxaad i huwisay harag iyo hilib, Oo waxaad dhammaantay igu dhistay lafo iyo seedo.
12 You have granted me life and covenant faithfulness; your help has guarded my spirit.
Waxaad i siisay nolol iyo raallinimo, Oo booqashadaadiina waxay xannaanaysay ruuxayga.
13 Yet these things you hid in your heart— I know that this is what you were thinking:
Laakiin waxyaalahaas qalbigaaga waad ku qarisay; Oo waan ogahay in taasu ay kugu jirto.
14 that if I sinned, you would notice it; you would not acquit me of my iniquity.
Haddaan dembaabo waad iska kay fiirsataa, Oo ma aad caddaysid inaan dembi la'ahay.
15 If I have acted wickedly, woe to me; and even if I acted righteously, I could not lift up my head, since I am filled with disgrace— see my affliction!
Haddaan sharrow ahay, anaa iska hoogay, Oo haddaan xaq ahayna, innaba madaxayga kor u qaadi maayo Anigoo ceeb ka buuxa Oo dhibaatadayda fiirinaya.
16 If my head were lifted up, you would stalk me like a lion; and again you would show yourself with marvellous acts of power against me.
Oo haddii madaxaygu kor isu qaadona, waxaad ii ugaadhsataa sida libaax oo kale, Oo haddana wax laga yaabo ayaad igu samaysaa.
17 You bring new witnesses against me and increase your anger against me; you attack me with fresh armies.
Waxaad ii keensataa markhaatiyaal cusub, Oo dhirifkaagana waad igu sii kordhisaa, Oo hadba waxaad igu soo daysaa col iyo belaayo isu kay bedbeddela.
18 Why, then, have you brought me out of the womb? I wish I had given up my spirit and that no eye had ever seen me.
Bal maxaad iiga soo bixisay uurkii hooyaday? Waxaa wanaagsanaan lahayd in naftu iga baxdo iyadoo aan iluna i arag!
19 I would have been as though I had never existed; I would have been carried from the womb to the grave.
Waxaa igu habboonaan lahayd inaan ahaado sidii wax aan jirin, Oo waxaa ii roonaan lahayd in qabriga la ii qaado isla markii aan uurka hooyaday ka soo baxay.
20 Are not my days only a few? Stop then, let me alone, so that I may have a little rest
War cimriga noloshaydu sow wax yar ma aha? Haddaba iska kay daa Oo i dhaaf, aan in yar nastee,
21 before I go from where I will not return, to the land of darkness and of the shadow of death,
Intaanan tegin meesha aanan ka soo noqonayn, Oo ah dalka gudcur iyo hooska dhimashada,
22 the land that is as dark as midnight, the land of the shadow of death, without any order, where the light is like midnight.'”
Kaasoo ah gudcur qaro weyn oo ah sida mugdi dam ah, Dalkaas oo ah hooska dhimashada, oo aan innaba nidaam lahayn, Halkaas oo iftiinku yahay sida mugdi oo kale.
