Job 3
1 After this, Job opened his mouth and cursed the day he was born.
Le esia megbe la, Hiob ke nu eye wòƒo fi de eƒe dzigbe.
2 He said,
Egblɔ be,
3 “May the day on which I was born perish, the night that said, 'A boy has been conceived.'
“Ŋkeke si dzi wodzim la netsrɔ̃, nenema ke nye zã si me wogblɔ be, ‘Wodzi viŋutsu na mí!’
4 May that day be dark; may not God from above call it to mind, neither may the sun shine on it.
Ŋkeke ma nezu viviti, Mawu si le dziƒo la megatsɔ ɖeke le eme nɛ o, kekeli aɖeke megaklẽ ɖe edzi o.
5 May darkness and the shadow of death claim it for their own. May a cloud live over it; may everything that makes the day black truly terrify it.
Viviti kple blukɔ tsiɖitsiɖi negaxɔe, lilikpo netsyɔ edzi eye blukɔ nedo ɖe eƒe kekeli dzi.
6 As for that night, may thick darkness seize it. May it not rejoice among the days of the year; may it not come into the number of the months.
Viviti tsiɖitsiɖi nexɔ zã ma eye womegaxlẽe ɖe ƒea ƒe ŋkekewo me alo woadee ɣleti aɖeke ƒe ŋkekewo me o.
7 See, may that night be barren; may no joyful voice come into it.
Zã ma netsi ko eye dzidzɔɣli aɖeke megaɖi le eme o.
8 May they curse that day, those who know how to wake up Leviathan.
Ame siwo ƒoa fi dea ŋkekewo la, neƒo fi de ŋkeke ma, ame siwo le klalo be woade adã ta me na ʋɔ driba la.
9 May the stars of that day's dawn be dark. May that day look for light, but find none; neither may it see the eyelids of the dawn,
Eƒe ŋukeɣletiviwo nedo viviti, kekeli si lalam wòle la megado nɛ o eye megakpɔ fɔŋli ƒe ɣetotoe gbãtɔwo o,
10 because it did not shut up the doors of my mother's womb, and because it did not hide trouble from my eyes.
elabena metu vidzidɔ ƒe ʋɔtruwo ɖe nunye, be nye ŋkuwo makpɔ dzɔgbevɔ̃e o.
11 Why did I not die when I came out from the womb? Why did I not give up my spirit when my mother bore me?
“Nu ka ŋuti nyemeku le nye dzigbe eye maku hafi ado tso vidzidɔ me o?
12 Why did her knees welcome me? Why did her breasts receive me so that I should suck?
Nu ka ta ata aɖewo le klalo be woakɔm ɖe akɔ eye no aɖewo li be mano?
13 For now I would have been lying down quietly. I would have slept and been at rest
Anye ne memlɔ anyi le ŋutifafa me, le alɔ̃ dɔm, le ɖiɖim ɖe eme.
14 with kings and counselors of the earth, who built up tombs for themselves that are now in ruins.
Anye ne mele fiawo kple aɖaŋuɖola siwo le anyigba dzi la gbɔ, ame siwo tu xɔ gã siwo zu aƒedo azɔ la na wo ɖokuiwo.
15 Or I would have been lying with princes who once had gold, who had filled their houses with silver.
Anye ne mele dziɖula siwo si sika le eye woƒe aƒewo me yɔ fũu kple klosalo la gbɔ.
16 Or perhaps I would have been stillborn, like infants that never see the light.
Alo nu ka ta womeɖim ɖe tome abe fu gege ene, abe vidzĩ si mekpɔ ɣe kpɔ o la ene o?
17 There the wicked cease from trouble; there the weary are at rest.
Afi ma ame vɔ̃ɖiwo dzudzɔa nyanyra le eye afi ma ame siwo nu ti kɔ na la le gbɔgbɔm ɖe eme le.
18 There the prisoners are at ease together; they do not hear the voice of the slave driver.
Aʋaléleawo hã nɔa ablɔɖe me eye womegasea dɔdzikpɔlawo ƒe ɣli o.
19 Both small and great people are there; the servant is free from his master there.
Ame gblɔewo kple amegãwo siaa le afi ma eye kluvi kpɔa ablɔɖe tso eƒe aƒetɔ ƒe asi me.
20 Why is light given to him who is in misery? Why is life given to the one who is bitter in soul,
“Nu ka tae kekeli klẽna na ayaɖulawo eye wònaa agbe luʋɔ si le nu xam?
21 to one who longs for death without it coming; to one who digs for death more than for hidden treasure?
Nu ka ta wòna agbe ame siwo le ku dim, evɔ mevana na wo o kple ame siwo le edim vevie wu kesinɔnu si woɣla
22 Why is light given to one who rejoices very much and is glad when he finds the grave?
kple ame siwo kpɔa dzidzɔ, tsoa aseye ne woɖo yɔdo me?
23 Why is light given to a man whose way is hidden, a man whom God has hedged in?
Nu ka ŋutie wòna agbe ame si ƒe mɔwo le ɣaɣla kple ame si ŋuti Mawu tɔ kpɔ ɖo?
24 For my sighing happens instead of eating; my groaning is poured out like water.
Elabena hũɖeɖe xɔ ɖe nuɖuɖu teƒe eye nye ŋeŋe ƒona ɖi abe tsi ene.
25 For the thing that I feared has come on me; what I was afraid of has come to me.
Nu si mevɔ̃ na la va dzinye eye nu si dzi ŋɔ nam la dzɔ ɖe dzinye.
26 I am not at ease, I am not quiet, and I have no rest; trouble comes instead.”
Nyemekpɔ ŋutifafa, tomefafa alo gbɔɖeme aɖeke o, negbe ʋunyaʋunya ko.”
