Job 17
1 My breath is corrupt, my days are extinct, the graves [are ready] for me.
Me honhom atɔ beraw, me nna so atwa, na ɔda retwɛn me.
2 [Are there] not mockers with me? and doth not my eye continue in their provocation?
Ampa ara fɛwdifo atwa me ho ahyia; ɛsɛ sɛ mehwɛ wɔn atutuwpɛ.
3 Lay down now, put me in a surety with thee; who [is] he [that] will strike hands with me?
“Ao Onyankopɔn, hyɛ me bɔ a wuhia. Hena bio na ɔbɛma me bammɔ?
4 For thou hast hid their heart from understanding: therefore shalt thou not exalt [them].
Wɔato wɔn adwene mu a wɔnte asɛm ase; enti woremma wonni nkonim.
5 He that speaketh flattery to [his] friends, even the eyes of his children shall fail.
Sɛ obi sopa ne nnamfonom de gye akatua a, ɛbɛhwere ne mma aniwa.
6 He hath made me also a by-word of the people; and in former time I was as a tabret.
“Onyankopɔn de me ayɛ asɛm a ɛda obiara ano, obi a wɔte ntasu gu nʼani so.
7 My eye also is dim by reason of sorrow, and all my members [are] as a shade.
Awerɛhow ama mʼani ayɛ siamoo me nipadua nyinaa yɛ sunsuma.
8 Upright [men] shall be astonished at this, and the innocent shall stir up himself against the hypocrite.
Ɛyɛ atreneefo nwonwa; wɔn a wodi bem tia wɔn a wonni nyamesu.
9 The righteous also shall hold on his way, and he that hath clean hands shall be stronger and stronger.
Nanso atreneefo bɛkɔ wɔn anim, na wɔn a wɔn nsa ho tew no bɛkɔ so anya ahoɔden.
10 But as for you all, do ye return, and come now: for I cannot find [one] wise [man] among you.
“Mo nyinaa monsan mmra mmɛsɔ nhwɛ! Na merennya onyansafo wɔ mo mu.
11 My days are past, my purposes are broken off, [even] the thoughts of my heart.
Me nna atwa mu, me nhyehyɛe apansam. Nanso me koma apɛde
12 They change the night into day: the light [is] short because of darkness.
ma anadwo dan awia; sum mu koraa no hann bɛn.
Sɛ ofi a mʼani da so nkutoo ne ɔda, sɛ mesɛw me kɛtɛ wɔ sum mu, (Sheol h7585)
14 I have said to corruption, Thou [art] my father: to the worm, [Thou art] my mother, and my sister.
sɛ meka kyerɛ porɔwee se, ‘Wo yɛ mʼagya,’ ne osunson se, ‘Me na’ anaa ‘Me nuabea’ a,
15 And where [is] now my hope? as for my hope, who will see it?
na afei mʼanidaso wɔ he? Hena na obetumi anya anidaso bi ama me?
