Job 14
1 Man, who is born of woman, lives only a few days and is full of trouble.
“Ko e tangata kuo fanauʻi ʻe he fefine, ʻoku siʻi pe hono ngaahi ʻaho, pea fonu ʻi he mamahi.
2 He sprouts from the ground like a flower and is cut down; he flees like a shadow and does not last.
ʻOku tupu hake ia ʻo hangē ko e fisiʻi ʻakau, pea tuʻusi hifo: ʻoku puna foki ia ʻo hangē ko e ʻatā, ʻo ʻikai nofomaʻu.
3 Do you look at any of these? Do you bring me into judgment with you?
Pea ʻoku ke fofonga ʻa ki ha taha pehē, mo ke ʻomi au ke fakamaau mo koe?
4 Who can bring something clean out of something unclean? No one.
Ko hai te ne faʻa ʻomi ʻae maʻa mei he taʻemaʻa? ʻIkai ha taha.
5 Man's days are determined. The number of his months is with you; you have appointed his limits that he cannot pass.
He kuo tukupau hono ngaahi ʻaho, ko e lau ʻo hono ngaahi māhina ʻoku ʻiate koe, kuo ke tuʻutuʻu ni hono fakangatangata ʻe ʻikai te ne toloiʻi;
6 Look away from him that he may rest, so that he may enjoy his day like a hired man if he can do so.
“Afe atu meiate ia, ka ne mālōlō, kaeʻoua ke ne fakakakato hono ʻaho ʻo hangē ha ngāue unga.
7 There can be hope for a tree; if it is cut down, it might sprout again, so that its tender stalk does not disappear.
He ʻoku ʻamanaki ki he ʻakau, ʻo kapau ʻe tā hifo ia, ki heʻene toe tupu hake, pea ʻe ʻikai ʻosi hono huli ʻo ia.
8 Though its root grows old in the earth, and its stump dies in the ground,
Neongo ʻae fakaʻaʻau ke motuʻa hono aka ʻi he kelekele, pea mate hono sino ʻi he efu;
9 yet even if it only smells water, it will bud and send out branches like a plant.
Ka ʻi he nanamu ʻoe vai ʻe toe tupu ia, ʻo tupu ai ʻae ngaahi vaʻa ʻo hangē ha ʻakau.
10 But man dies; he becomes weak; indeed, man stops breathing, and then where is he?
Ka ʻoku mate pē ʻae tangata, ʻo fakaʻaʻau ke ʻosi: ʻio, ʻoku fononga ʻae tangata, pea kofaʻā ia?
11 As water disappears from a lake, and as a river loses water and dries up,
ʻO hangē ʻoku mole ʻae ngaahi vai mei he tahi, pea matuʻu ʻo mōmoa ʻae ngaahi vaitafe:
12 so people lie down and do not rise again. Until the heavens are no more, they will not awake nor be roused out of their sleep.
ʻOku pehē ʻoku tokoto hifo ʻae tangata, pea ʻikai toetuʻu: ʻe ʻikai te nau ʻa pē tuʻu mei heʻenau mohe, kaeʻoua ke mole ʻae ngaahi langi.
13 Oh, that you would hide me away in Sheol away from troubles, and that you would keep me in private until your wrath is over, that you would set me a fixed time to stay there and then call me to mind! (Sheol h7585)
“Taumaiā te ke fufū au ʻi he faʻitoka, ʻo ke fakafufū au, kaeʻoua ke mole atu ho houhau, mo ke kotofa hoku ʻaho, ʻo manatuʻi au. (Sheol h7585)
14 If a man dies, will he live again? If so, I would wish to wait all my weary time there until my release should come.
Kapau ʻe mate ʻae tangata, ʻe toe moʻui ia? Ko e ngaahi ʻaho kotoa pē kuo kotofa kiate au te u tatali ai, kaeʻoua ke hoko hoku liliu.
15 You would call, and I would answer you. You would have a desire for the work of your hands.
Te ke ui, pea te u talia koe: he te ke holi ki he ngāue ʻa ho nima.
16 You would number and care for my footsteps; you would not keep track of my sin.
Ka ko eni, kuo ke lau ʻeku ngaahi laka: ʻikai ʻoku ke vakai ki heʻeku angahala?
17 My transgression would be sealed up in a bag; you would cover up my iniquity.
Kuo fakamaʻu ʻeku kovi ʻi ha tangai, pea ʻoku ke tuitui ai ʻeku hia.
18 But even mountains fall and come to nothing; even rocks are moved out of their place;
“ʻO hangē ʻoku fakaʻaʻau ʻo ngata ʻae moʻunga kuo tō, pea ʻoku hiki ʻae fuʻu maka mei hono potu.
19 the waters wear down the stones; their flooding washes away the dust of the earth. Like this, you destroy the hope of man.
ʻO hangē ʻoku holo ʻe he vai ʻae ngaahi maka: pea tāfea ʻo mole ʻae ngaahi meʻa ʻoku tupu ʻi he kelekele ʻoe fonua; ʻoku pehē hoʻo fakaʻauha ʻae ʻamanaki ʻae tangata.
20 You always defeat him, and he passes away; you change his face and send him away to die.
ʻOku ke mālohi maʻuaipē kiate ia, pea ʻoku mole ia: ʻoku ke liliu hono mata mo ke fekau ia ke ʻalu.
21 If his sons are honored, he does not know it; and if they are brought low, he does not see it.
ʻOku hoko ʻo ongoongo hono ngaahi foha, ka ʻoku ʻikai te ne ʻilo; pea ʻoku fakavaivai hifo ʻakinautolu, ka ʻoku ʻikai te ne mamata ai.
22 He feels only the pain of his own body, and he mourns for himself.
Ka ko hono kakano ʻoku ʻiate ia ʻe langa, pea ʻe mamahi mo hono laumālie ʻi loto ʻiate ia.”
