Job 10
1 My soul is weary of my life; I will leave my complaint upon myself; I will speak in the bitterness of my soul.
Na da esalumu hihi gala. Na egasu sia: nabima!
2 I will say to God, Do not condemn me; show me why thou contendest with me.
Gode! Na bogoma: ne, mae fofada: ma! Nama adoma! Na da adi hamoiga fofada: bela: ?
3 [Is it] good to thee that thou shouldst oppress, that thou shouldst despise the work of thy hands, and shine upon the counsel of the wicked?
Di da nama mae asigiliwane se ianumu da defeala: ? Di da na hamoi dagoi. Amaiba: le, Dia wali na higamu da defeala: ? Amola Di da wadela: le hamosu dunu ilia wadela: i ilegesu hahawane ba: mu da defeala: ?
4 Hast thou eyes of flesh? or seest thou as man seeth?
Di da nini osobo bagade dunu ninia hou defele, liligi ba: sala: ?
5 [Are] thy days as the days of man? [are] thy years as man's days,
Dia esalebe ode da ninia esalebe ode defele dunumunihadi ganabela: ? Hame mabu!
6 That thou inquirest after my iniquity, and searchest after my sin?
Amaiba: le, Dia da abuliba: le na wadela: i hou huluane hogosala: ? Amola na giadofai huluane benea ahoasu defele ba: sala: ?
7 Thou knowest that I am not wicked; and [there is] none that can deliver out of thy hand.
Di dawa: ! Na da wadela: le hame hamoi. Amola Di da nama doagala: sea, enoga na gaga: mu da hamedei.
8 Thy hands have made me and fashioned me in all my parts; yet thou dost destroy me.
Di da Dia loboga na da: i hamoi dagoi. Be wali Di da Dia loboga, na gugunufinisisa.
9 Remember, I beseech thee, that thou hast made me as the clay; and wilt thou bring me into dust again?
Di da na osoboga hamoi dagoi, amo mae gogolema! Be wali Di da na goudane, bu gulu hamoma: bela: ?
10 Hast thou not poured me out as milk, and curdled me like cheese?
Di da na ada na hamoma: ne, ema gasa i. Dia na ame ea hagomo ganodini, na hamoi dagoi.
11 Thou hast clothed me with skin and flesh, and hast fenced me with bones and sinews.
Di da na da: i hodo amola gasa amola momoge hamoi. Di da na gasa amo huga amola gadofoga dedebolesi.
12 Thou hast granted me life and favor, and thy visitation hath preserved my spirit.
Di da nama esalusu amola asigi hou i dagoi. Di da na noga: le ouligibiba: le, na da esalebe goea.
13 And these [things] hast thou hid in thy heart: I know that this [is] with thee.
Be na da wali dawa: Amo musa: esoga, Di da wamowane na wadela: musa: ilegelalu.
14 If I sin, then thou markest me, and thou wilt not acquit me from my iniquity.
Di da na wadela: le hamosa: besa: le, eso huluane na hou ha: giwane sosodosu. Amola na da wadela: le hamoi ganiaba, Di da amo hou hame gogolema: ne olofomu dawa: la: loba.
15 If I be wicked, woe to me; and [if] I be righteous, [yet] will I not lift up my head. [I am] full of confusion; therefore see thou my affliction;
Na da fonobahadi fawane wadela: le hamosea, na da Dia se dabe iasu ba: sa. Be na da moloidafa hamosea, Dia hahawane iasu hame ba: sa. Na da da: i dioi bagade amola bagadewane gogosiasa.
16 For it increaseth. Thou huntest me as a fierce lion: and again thou showest thyself wonderful upon me.
Na da noga: le didili hamosea, dunu da laione wa: me fane legemusa: benea ahoabe amo defele, Di da na sebobogesa. Di da na se nabima: ne, musa: hame ba: su gasa bagade hou amolawane hamosa.
17 Thou renewest thy witnesses against me, and increasest thy indignation upon me; changes and war [are] against me.
Di da eso huluane na dafama: ne, ba: su dunu ilegesa. Dia ougi hou da nama doagaga: sa heda: sa. Di da eso huluane nama gaheabolo doagala: musa: ilegesa.
18 Why then hast thou brought me forth from the womb? O that I had expired, and no eye had seen me!
Gode! Dia da abuliba: le na lalelegema: ne hamobela: ? Na dunu enoga mae ba: le bogomu da defea galu.
19 I should have been as though I had not been; I should have been carried from the womb to the grave.
Na da hamedafa lalelegemu da defea galu. Be amai hame galea, na da lalelegeloba, hedolo bogomu da defea galu.
20 [Are] not my days few? cease [then], [and] let me alone, that I may take comfort a little,
Na esalusu da gadenene agoane dagobela: ? Na yolesima! Na da fonobahadi fawane bu esalumu. Amaiba: le, amo eso bagahamega hahawane esalumusa: , Dia logo doasima!
21 Before I go [whence] I shall not return, [even] to the land of darkness, and the shades of death;
Na da gadenenewane ahoabe goea. Na da bu hame misunu. Na da gasi galebe sogega masunu.
22 A land of darkness, as darkness [itself]; [and] of the shades of death, without any order, and [where] the light [is] as darkness.
Amo soge da gasi bagade. Amo ganodini baba bagohame gala. Amo soge da ededenasu soge. Amola amoga hadigi da gasi agoane ba: sa.”
