Job 10
1 “My soul is weary of my life. I will give free course to my complaint. I will speak in the bitterness of my soul.
Nasimu'ma eri'na mani'zankura tusiza huno nagoteno navresra nehige'na Anumzanimofontega narimpa haviza hu'zana huama hu'na asamigahue.
2 I will tell God, ‘Do not condemn me. Show me why you contend with me.
Nagra Anumzamofona asmi'na, Kagra nazeri haviza hu keaga huonanto. Hagi keagama hunanteku'ma nehana ke agafa'a eri ama huo hu'na hugahue.
3 Is it good to you that you should oppress, that you should despise the work of your hands, and smile on the counsel of the wicked?
Hanki nazeri havizama nehampintira nankna knare'za erigahane? Kagraka'a kazanuti tro hunante'nana vahe mani'noanki, nagafare kavresra hunenantenka, kefo avu'ava'ma nehaza vahe'mo'zama antahintahima retro'ma haza antahintahirera musena nehane?
4 Do you have eyes of flesh? Or do you see as man sees?
Hagi kagrama kavuma kanana, vahe'mo'zama zamavuma negazaza hunka nonkane. Hagi vahe'mo'zama keonke'zama kazaza hunka, kagra nonkane.
5 Are your days as the days of mortals, or your years as man’s years,
Huge mopafi vahe'motama atupa knama nemanunaza hunka atupa kna nemanimpi? Vahe'mota kofa'a kafuma nemanunaza huno, Kagri kafumo'a kofa hu'nefi?
6 that you enquire after my iniquity, and search after my sin?
E'inama osu'nena nahigenka Kagra kefo navu'navanigu'ene kumi'niagu'enena hanavetinka nehakane?
7 Although you know that I am not wicked, there is no one who can deliver out of your hand.
Kagra hazenkea osu'nogenka kenka antahinka hu'nananagi, mago'mo'e huno Kagri kazampintira nagura ovazigosie.
8 “‘Your hands have framed me and fashioned me altogether, yet you destroy me.
Kagra kazampinti eri kripenka trohunantetenka menina nazeri havizantfa nehane.
9 Remember, I beg you, that you have fashioned me as clay. Will you bring me into dust again?
Hagi Kagra kageraokaninka antahio, nagrira hapa eri kripenka tro hunante'nane. Hanki Kagra ete ame hunka nazeri kugusopase'za nehano?
10 Haven’t you poured me out like milk, and curdled me like cheese?
Kagra nagrira bulimakaomofo amirima reratiteno, eri kragefeno sisima tro'ma hiankna hunka nenrera arimpafina tro hunante'nane.
11 You have clothed me with skin and flesh, and knit me together with bones and sinews.
Hagi kukena ataninanteaza hunka nagu'a navufga amega navufgareti eri ano nevazinka, name'ane zaferinani'anena nagrunanuti hatinka eri rehampri rehampri hunante'nane.
12 You have granted me life and loving kindness. Your visitation has preserved my spirit.
Hagi Kagra nasimu'ma nenaminka mani'zana nenaminka, vagaore kavesi'zana naveri hu'nane. Hagi kagra kegava hunantanke'na ofri'na mani'noe.
13 Yet you hid these things in your heart. I know that this is with you:
Hianagi Kagrama nazeri havizama nehana zana, kagu'afi eri fraki'nane. Kagra nazeri haviza hunaku, e'inahura hu'nane.
14 if I sin, then you mark me. You will not acquit me from my iniquity.
Kagra nenaganke'nama nagrama kumi'ma huasina Kagra kumi'ni'a atre onantasine.
15 If I am wicked, woe to me. If I am righteous, I still will not lift up my head, being filled with disgrace, and conscious of my affliction.
Nagra kumi'ma huresina havizantfa hisine. Hagi nagri'ma hazenkenima omaneresina, nasenia erisga osu nagazegu nehu'na haviza huresine.
16 If my head is held high, you hunt me like a lion. Again you show yourself powerful to me.
Hagi nagrama navufga rama hanugenka, laionimo'ma afi'zagama aheno nenaku'ma nevaririankna hunka tusi'a hihamuka'anu hara hunantegahane.
17 You renew your witnesses against me, and increase your indignation on me. Changes and warfare are with me.
Hagi maka zupa havizama nehua zana eri ama hunante vava nehunka, Kagra tusi krimpa ahenenantenka sondia vahetmina huzmantanke'za e'za hara eme hunenante'za tusi nata nami'za nazeri haviza nehaze.
18 “‘Why, then, have you brought me out of the womb? I wish I had given up the spirit, and no eye had seen me.
Hagi natrankena nenrera agu'afi fruge'za vahe'mo'za onagazanki, nagafare natrankeno nenrera'a kasenante'ne.
19 I should have been as though I had not been. I should have been carried from the womb to the grave.
Nagrira nenarera'ma kaseonantege, narera'ma kasemanenantege'na fruge'za ome asenantazaresina knare hisine.
20 Aren’t my days few? Stop! Leave me alone, that I may find a little comfort,
Hagi knanimo'a atupa hianki natrege'na osi'a knafina musena hu'na mani'nena,
21 before I go where I will not return from, to the land of darkness and of the shadow of death;
hanintiri huno knare osu kuma'ma, vahe'mo'zama vute'za ete nomaza moparega fri'na va'neno.
22 the land dark as midnight, of the shadow of death, without any order, where the light is as midnight.’”
E'i ana mopamo'a kenage hanimo'ma hiaza huno tusi hanintiri huno knarera osu maka zamo'a savri higeno, ana hanimpina tavira re'neanagi ana tavimo'a hanintiri hu'ne.
