Job 19
1 Then Job answered and said,
Ìgbà náà ni Jobu dáhùn, ó sì wí pé:
2 “How long will you make me suffer and break me into pieces with words?
“Yóò ti pẹ́ tó tí ẹ̀yin ó fi máa fi ìyà jẹ mí, tí ẹ̀yin ó fi máa fi ọ̀rọ̀ yìí?
3 These ten times you have reproached me; you are not ashamed that you have treated me harshly.
Ìgbà mẹ́wàá ní yin yọ mi lénu ẹ̀yin ti ń gàn mí; ojú kò tì yín tí ẹ fi jẹ mí ní yà.
4 If it is indeed true that I have erred, my error remains my own concern.
Kí a sì wí bẹ́ẹ̀ pé, mo ṣìnà nítòótọ́, ìṣìnà mi wà lára èmi tìkára mi.
5 If indeed you will exalt yourselves above me and use my humiliation against me,
Bí ó tilẹ̀ ṣe pé ẹ̀yin ó ṣògo si mi lórí nítòótọ́, tí ẹ ó sì máa fi ẹ̀gàn mi gún mí lójú,
6 then you should know that God has done wrong to me and has caught me in his net.
kí ẹ mọ̀ nísinsin yìí pé, Ọlọ́run ni ó bì mí ṣubú, ó sì nà àwọ̀n rẹ̀ yí mi ká.
7 See, I cry out, “Violence!” but I get no answer. I call out for help, but there is no justice.
“Kíyèsi, èmi ń kígbe pe, ‘Ọwọ́ alágbára!’ Ṣùgbọ́n a kò gbọ́ ti èmi; mo kígbe fún ìrànlọ́wọ́, bẹ́ẹ̀ ni kò sí ìdájọ́.
8 He has walled up my way so that I cannot pass, and he has set darkness in my path.
Ó ṣọgbà dí ọ̀nà mi tí èmi kò le è kọjá, Ó sì mú òkùnkùn ṣú sí ipa ọ̀nà mi.
9 He has stripped me of my glory, and he has taken the crown from my head.
Ó ti bọ́ ògo mi, ó sì ṣí adé kúrò ní orí mi.
10 He has broken me down on every side, and I am gone; he has pulled up my hope like a tree.
Ó ti bà mí jẹ́ ní ìhà gbogbo, ẹ̀mí sì pin; ìrètí mi ni a ó sì fàtu bí igi.
11 He has also kindled his wrath against me; he regards me as one of his adversaries.
Ó sì tiná bọ ìbínú rẹ̀ sí mi, ó sì kà mí sí bí ọ̀kan nínú àwọn ọ̀tá rẹ̀.
12 His troops come on together; they cast up siege mounds against me and encamp around my tent.
Ẹgbẹ́ ogun rẹ̀ sì dàpọ̀ sí mi, wọ́n sì mọ odi yí mi ká, wọ́n sì yí àgọ́ mi ká.
13 He has put my brothers far from me; my acquaintances are wholly alienated from me.
“Ó mú àwọn arákùnrin mi jìnà sí mi réré, àti àwọn ojúlùmọ̀ mi di àjèjì sí mi pátápátá.
14 My kinsfolk have failed me; my close friends have forgotten me.
Àwọn alájọbí mi fàsẹ́yìn, àwọn ọ̀rẹ́ tímọ́tímọ́ mi sì di onígbàgbé mi.
15 Those who once stayed as guests in my house and my female servants regard me as a stranger; I am an alien in their sight.
Àwọn ará inú ilé mi àti àwọn ìránṣẹ́bìnrin mi kà mí sí àjèjì; èmi jásí àjèjì ènìyàn ní ojú wọn.
16 I call to my servant, but he gives me no answer although I entreat him with my mouth.
Mo pe ìránṣẹ́ mi, òun kò sì dá mi lóhùn; mo fi ẹnu mi bẹ̀ ẹ́.
17 My breath is offensive to my wife; I am even disgusting to those who were born from my mother's womb.
Ẹ̀mí mi ṣú àyà mi, àti òórùn mi ṣú àwọn ọmọ inú ìyá mi.
18 Even young children despise me; if I rise to speak, they speak against me.
Àní àwọn ọmọdékùnrin fi mí ṣẹ̀sín, mo dìde, wọ́n sì sọ̀rọ̀ ẹ̀gàn sí mi.
19 All my familiar friends abhor me; those whom I love have turned against me.
Gbogbo àwọn ọ̀rẹ́ kòríkòsùn mi kórìíra mi, àwọn olùfẹ́ mi sì kẹ̀yìndà mí.
20 My bones cling to my skin and to my flesh; I survive only by the skin of my teeth.
Egungun mi lẹ̀ mọ́ ara mi àti mọ́ ẹran-ara mi, mo sì yọ́ pẹ̀lú awọ eyín mi.
21 Have pity upon me, have pity upon me, my friends, for the hand of God has touched me.
“Ẹ ṣàánú fún mi, ẹ ṣàánú fún mi, ẹ̀yin ọ̀rẹ́ mi, nítorí ọwọ́ Ọlọ́run ti bà mí.
22 Why do you pursue me like God does? Will you ever be satisfied with my flesh?
Nítorí kí ni ẹ̀yin ṣe lépa mi bí Ọlọ́run, tí ẹran-ara mi kò tẹ́ yín lọ́rùn?
23 Oh, that my words were now written down! Oh, that they were inscribed in a book!
“Háà! Ìbá ṣe pé a le kọ̀wé ọ̀rọ̀ mi nísinsin yìí, ìbá ṣe pé a le kọ ọ sínú ìwé!
24 Oh, that with an iron pen and lead they were engraved in the rock forever!
Kí a fi kálámù irin àti ti òjé kọ wọ́n sínú àpáta fún láéláé.
25 But as for me, I know that my Redeemer lives, and that at last he will stand on the earth;
Nítorí èmi mọ̀ pé olùdáǹdè mi ń bẹ láààyè àti pe òun ni yóò dìde dúró lórí ilẹ̀ ní ìkẹyìn;
26 after my skin, that is, this body, is destroyed, then in my flesh I will see God.
àti lẹ́yìn ìgbà tí a pa àwọ̀ ara mi run, síbẹ̀ láìsí ẹran-ara mi ni èmi ó rí Ọlọ́run,
27 I will see him with my own eyes—I, and not someone else. My heart fails within me.
ẹni tí èmi ó rí fún ara mi, tí ojú mi ó sì wo, kì sì í ṣe ti ẹlòmíràn; ọkàn mi sì dákú ní inú mi.
28 If you say, 'How we will persecute him! The root of his troubles lies in him,'
“Bí ẹ̀yin bá wí pé, ‘Àwa ó ti lépa rẹ̀ tó! Àti pé, gbogbo ọ̀rọ̀ náà ni a sá à rí ní ọwọ́ rẹ̀,’
29 then be afraid of the sword, because wrath brings the punishment of the sword, so that you may know there is a judgment.”
kí ẹ̀yin kí ó bẹ̀rù, nítorí ìbínú ní í mú ìjìyà wá nípa idà, kí ẹ̀yin kí ó lè mọ̀ pé ìdájọ́ kan ń bẹ.”
