Job 3
1 After this Job opened his mouth, and cursed the day of his birth.
Le esia megbe la, Hiob ke nu eye wòƒo fi de eƒe dzigbe.
2 Job answered:
Egblɔ be,
3 “Let the day perish in which I was born, the night which said, ‘There is a boy conceived.’
“Ŋkeke si dzi wodzim la netsrɔ̃, nenema ke nye zã si me wogblɔ be, ‘Wodzi viŋutsu na mí!’
4 Let that day be darkness. Don’t let God from above seek for it, neither let the light 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 Let darkness and the shadow of death claim it for their own. Let a cloud dwell on it. Let all that makes the day black terrify it.
Viviti kple blukɔ tsiɖitsiɖi negaxɔe, lilikpo netsyɔ edzi eye blukɔ nedo ɖe eƒe kekeli dzi.
6 As for that night, let thick darkness seize on it. Let it not rejoice among the days of the year. Let 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 Behold, let that night be barren. Let no joyful voice come therein.
Zã ma netsi ko eye dzidzɔɣli aɖeke megaɖi le eme o.
8 Let them curse it who curse the day, who are ready to rouse 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 Let the stars of its twilight be dark. Let it look for light, but have none, neither let it see the eyelids of the morning,
Eƒe ŋukeɣletiviwo nedo viviti, kekeli si lalam wòle la megado nɛ o eye megakpɔ fɔŋli ƒe ɣetotoe gbãtɔwo o,
10 because it didn’t shut up the doors of my mother’s womb, nor did it hide trouble from my eyes.
elabena metu vidzidɔ ƒe ʋɔtruwo ɖe nunye, be nye ŋkuwo makpɔ dzɔgbevɔ̃e o.
11 “Why didn’t I die from the womb? Why didn’t I give up the spirit when my mother bore me?
“Nu ka ŋuti nyemeku le nye dzigbe eye maku hafi ado tso vidzidɔ me o?
12 Why did the knees receive me? Or why the breast, that I should nurse?
Nu ka ta ata aɖewo le klalo be woakɔm ɖe akɔ eye no aɖewo li be mano?
13 For now I should have lain down and been quiet. I should have slept, then I would have 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 waste places for themselves;
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 with princes who had gold, who 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 as a hidden untimely birth I had not been, as infants who never saw 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 troubling. 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 don’t hear the voice of the taskmaster.
Aʋaléleawo hã nɔa ablɔɖe me eye womegasea dɔdzikpɔlawo ƒe ɣli o.
19 The small and the great are there. The servant is free from his master.
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, life to the bitter in soul,
“Nu ka tae kekeli klẽna na ayaɖulawo eye wònaa agbe luʋɔ si le nu xam?
21 who long for death, but it doesn’t come; and dig for it more than for hidden treasures,
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 who rejoice exceedingly, and are glad, when they can find 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, 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 comes before I eat. My groanings are poured out like water.
Elabena hũɖeɖe xɔ ɖe nuɖuɖu teƒe eye nye ŋeŋe ƒona ɖi abe tsi ene.
25 For the thing which I fear comes on me, that which I am afraid of comes 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, neither am I quiet, neither do I have rest; but trouble comes.”
Nyemekpɔ ŋutifafa, tomefafa alo gbɔɖeme aɖeke o, negbe ʋunyaʋunya ko.”
