Job 19
1 Then Job answered,
Pea naʻe toki tali ʻe Siope, ʻo ne pehē,
2 “How long will you torment me, and crush me with words?
ʻE fēfē hono fuoloa mo hoʻomou fakafiuʻi hoku laumālie, mo lailaiki ʻaki au ʻae ngaahi lea.
3 You have reproached me ten times. You aren’t ashamed that you attack me.
Ko hono liunga hongofulu eni mo hoʻomou manukiʻi au: pea ʻoku ʻikai te mou mā ʻi hoʻomou fai ʻo hangē ko e kau muli kiate au.
4 If it is true that I have erred, my error remains with myself.
Pea kapau moʻoni kuo u hē, ʻoku ʻiate au pe ʻeku hē.
5 If indeed you will magnify yourselves against me, and plead against me my reproach,
Pea kapau moʻoni te mou fai fielahi kiate au, pea talatalaakiʻi au ʻaki hoku manukiaʻanga:
6 know now that God has subverted me, and has surrounded me with his net.
Mou ʻilo eni, kuo fulihi au ʻe he ʻOtua, pea ne kāpui au ʻaki hono kupenga.
7 “Behold, I cry out of wrong, but I am not heard. I cry for help, but there is no justice.
“Vakai, ʻoku ou tangi koeʻuhi ko e fakamālohi, ka ʻoku ʻikai ongoʻi au: ʻoku ou tangi kalanga ka ʻoku ʻikai ha fakamaau.
8 He has walled up my way so that I can’t pass, and has set darkness in my paths.
Kuo ne feleʻi hoku hala ke ʻoua naʻaku ʻalu, pea kuo ne ʻai ʻae fakapoʻuli ʻi hoku ngaahi hala.
9 He has stripped me of my glory, and taken the crown from my head.
Kuo ne fakamasivaʻi au ʻi hoku nāunau, pea kuo ne toʻo ʻae tatā mei hoku ʻulu.
10 He has broken me down on every side, and I am gone. He has plucked my hope up like a tree.
Kuo ne fakaʻauhaʻi au mei he potu kotoa pē, pea kuo u mole: pea kuo ne taʻaki ʻeku ʻamanaki ʻo hangē ha ʻakau.
11 He has also kindled his wrath against me. He counts me among his adversaries.
Kuo ne tutu foki ʻa hono houhau kiate au, pea ʻoku ne lauʻi au ko e taha ʻo hono ngaahi fili.
12 His troops come on together, build a siege ramp against me, and encamp around my tent.
ʻOku fakataha ʻene ngaahi kautau, ʻonau keli takatakai ʻiate au, pea nofo fakatakamilo ʻi hoku fale.
13 “He has put my brothers far from me. My acquaintances are wholly estranged from me.
“Kuo ne fakamamaʻo atu hoku kāinga ʻiate au, pea ko ʻeku ngaahi kaumeʻa ʻoku mahuʻi ʻaupito meiate au.
14 My relatives have gone away. My familiar friends have forgotten me.
Kuo mahuʻi hoku ngaahi kāinga ʻiate au, pea kuo fakangalongaloʻi au ʻe hoku ngaahi kāinga feʻofoʻofani.
15 Those who dwell in my house and my maids consider me a stranger. I am an alien in their sight.
Ko kinautolu ʻoku nofo ʻi hoku fale, mo ʻeku kau kaunanga, ʻoku nau lau au ko e muli, ko e taha kehe au ʻi honau ʻao.
16 I call to my servant, and he gives me no answer. I beg him with my mouth.
Naʻaku ui ki heʻeku tamaioʻeiki, ka naʻe ʻikai te ne tali; ne u fakakolekole ʻaki hoku ngutu ki ai.
17 My breath is offensive to my wife. I am loathsome to the children of my own mother.
Kuo fakalielia ʻa ʻeku mānava ki hoku uaifi, neongo ʻa ʻeku fakakolekole koeʻuhi ko e fānau ʻa hoku sino ʻoʻoku.
18 Even young children despise me. If I arise, they speak against me.
ʻIo, naʻe manukiʻi au ʻe he fānau iiki, ʻoku ou tuʻu hake pea nau lauʻikoviʻi au.
19 All my familiar friends abhor me. They whom I loved have turned against me.
Kuo fehiʻa kiate au ʻa hoku ngaahi kāinga feʻofoʻofani kotoa pē, pea ko kinautolu ne u ʻofa ki ai kuo liliu ʻo angatuʻu kiate au.
20 My bones stick to my skin and to my flesh. I have escaped by the skin of my teeth.
ʻOku piki hoku ngaahi hui ki hoku kili ʻo hangē ko hoku kakano, pea kuo u hao mo e kili ʻo hoku kau nifo.
21 “Have pity on me. Have pity on me, you my friends, for the hand of God has touched me.
“ʻOfa mai kiate au, ʻofa mai kiate au, ʻakimoutolu ko hoku kāinga; he kuo ala kiate au ʻae nima ʻoe ʻOtua.
22 Why do you persecute me as God, and are not satisfied with my flesh?
Ko e hā ʻoku mou fakatanga ai au ʻo hangē ko e ʻOtua, pea mou taʻefiu ʻi hoku kakano?
23 “Oh that my words were now written! Oh that they were inscribed in a book!
“Taumaiā kuo tohi ʻa ʻeku ngaahi lea! Taumaiā kuo tohi ia ʻi ha tohi!
24 That with an iron pen and lead they were engraved in the rock forever!
Koeʻuhi ke tohi tongi ia ʻaki ʻae peni ukamea mo e pulu, ʻi he maka ke taʻengata!
25 But as for me, I know that my Redeemer lives. In the end, he will stand upon the earth.
He ʻoku ou ʻilo ʻoku moʻui ʻa hoku Huhuʻi, pea ʻe tuʻu ia ʻi māmani ʻi he ʻaho fakamui.
26 After my skin is destroyed, then I will see God in my flesh,
Pea ka ʻosi hoku kili pea maumau hoku sino, ka te u mamata ʻi hoku kakano ki he ʻOtua:
27 whom I, even I, will see on my side. My eyes will see, and not as a stranger. “My heart is consumed within me.
ʻAia te u mamata ki ai maʻaku, pea ʻe vakai ki ai ʻa hoku mata, pea ʻikai ha taha kehe; “Neongo ʻae ʻauha ʻa hoku ngaahi kupuʻi sino ʻiate au.
28 If you say, ‘How we will persecute him!’ because the root of the matter is found in me,
Ka ʻe lelei hoʻomou pehē, ‘Ko e hā ʻoku tau fakatanga ai ia?’ He ʻoku ʻiate au ʻae tefito ʻoe meʻa lelei.
29 be afraid of the sword, for wrath brings the punishments of the sword, that you may know there is a judgment.”
Ke manavahē ʻakimoutolu ki he heletā: he ʻoku ʻomi ʻe he ʻita ʻae ngaahi tautea ʻoe heletā, koeʻuhi ke mou ʻilo ʻoku ai ʻae fakamaau.”
