Job 10
1 Yt anoieth my soule of my lijf; Y schal lete my speche ayens me, Y schal speke in the bitternesse of my soule.
Naftaydu noloshadayday la daallan tahay, Oo joojinla'aan waan ku sii caban doonaa, Oo qadhaadhka naftayda waan ku hadli doonaa.
2 Y schal seie to God, Nyle thou condempne me; schewe thou to me, whi thou demest me so.
Waxaan Ilaah ku odhan doonaa, Ha i xukumine. Bal waxaad i tustaa waxa aad aawadood iila diriraysid.
3 Whether it semeth good to thee, if thou `falsli chalengist and oppressist me, the werk of thin hondis; and if thou helpist the counsel of wickid men?
Bal miyey kuu wanaagsan tahay inaad cidhiidhisid Oo aad quudhsatid shuqulkii gacantaada, Oo haddana aad iftiimisid kuwa sharka ah taladooda?
4 Whethir fleischli iyen ben to thee, ethir, as a man seeth, also thou schalt se?
Ma waxaad leedahay indho binu-aadmi, Mase sida dadkaad wax u aragtaa?
5 Whether thi daies ben as the daies of man, and `thi yeeris ben as mannus tymes;
Wakhtigaagu ma sida wakhtiga dadkoo kalaa? Cimrigaaguse ma sida cimriga dadkoo kalaa?
6 that thou enquere my wickidnesse, and enserche my synne?
Oo bal ma sidaas daraaddeed baad xumaantayda u daba joogtaa, Oo aad dembigayga u baadhaysaa,
7 And wite, that Y haue do no `wickid thing; sithen no man is, that may delyuere fro thin hond?
In kastoo aad ogtahay inaanan sharrow ahayn, Oo uusan jirin mid gacantaada iga samatabbixinaya?
8 Thin hondis han maad me, and han formed me al in cumpas; and thou castist me doun so sodeynli.
Gacmahaaga ayaa i qabanqaabiyey oo i dhisay dhammaantay, Laakiin haddana intaad igu soo jeesato ayaad i duminaysaa.
9 Y preye, haue thou mynde, that thou madist me as cley, and schalt brynge me ayen in to dust.
Bal xusuuso waan ku baryayaaye inaad ii dhoobtay sidii wax dhoobo laga sameeyey, Haddaba ma boodhkaad dib iigu celinaysaa?
10 Whether thou hast not mylkid me as mylk, and hast cruddid me togidere as cheese?
War sow sidii caano iima aadan daadin, Oo sidii gadhoodh oo kale sow iigama aadan dhigin?
11 Thou clothidist me with skyn and fleisch; thou hast ioyned me togidere with boonys and senewis.
Waxaad i huwisay harag iyo hilib, Oo waxaad dhammaantay igu dhistay lafo iyo seedo.
12 Thou hast youe lijf and mercy to me, and thi visiting hath kept my spirit.
Waxaad i siisay nolol iyo raallinimo, Oo booqashadaadiina waxay xannaanaysay ruuxayga.
13 Thouy thou helist these thingis in thin herte, netheles Y woot, that thou hast mynde of alle thingis.
Laakiin waxyaalahaas qalbigaaga waad ku qarisay; Oo waan ogahay in taasu ay kugu jirto.
14 If Y dide synne, and thou sparidist me at an our; whi suffrist thou not me to be cleene of my wickidnesse?
Haddaan dembaabo waad iska kay fiirsataa, Oo ma aad caddaysid inaan dembi la'ahay.
15 And if Y was wickid, wo is to me; and if Y was iust, Y fillid with turment and wretchidnesse `schal not reise the heed.
Haddaan sharrow ahay, anaa iska hoogay, Oo haddaan xaq ahayna, innaba madaxayga kor u qaadi maayo Anigoo ceeb ka buuxa Oo dhibaatadayda fiirinaya.
16 And if Y reise `the heed for pride, thou schalt take me as a lionesse; and thou turnest ayen, and turmentist me wondirli.
Oo haddii madaxaygu kor isu qaadona, waxaad ii ugaadhsataa sida libaax oo kale, Oo haddana wax laga yaabo ayaad igu samaysaa.
17 Thou gaderist in store thi witnessis ayens me, and thou multipliest thin yre, `that is, veniaunce, ayens me; and peynes holden knyythod in me.
Waxaad ii keensataa markhaatiyaal cusub, Oo dhirifkaagana waad igu sii kordhisaa, Oo hadba waxaad igu soo daysaa col iyo belaayo isu kay bedbeddela.
18 Whi hast thou led me out of the wombe? `And Y wolde, that Y were wastid, lest an iye `schulde se me.
Bal maxaad iiga soo bixisay uurkii hooyaday? Waxaa wanaagsanaan lahayd in naftu iga baxdo iyadoo aan iluna i arag!
19 That Y hadde be, as if Y were not, and `were translatid, ethir borun ouer, fro the wombe to the sepulcre.
Waxaa igu habboonaan lahayd inaan ahaado sidii wax aan jirin, Oo waxaa ii roonaan lahayd in qabriga la ii qaado isla markii aan uurka hooyaday ka soo baxay.
20 Whether the fewnesse of my daies schal not be endid in schort? Therfor suffre thou me, that Y biweile `a litil my sorewe,
War cimriga noloshaydu sow wax yar ma aha? Haddaba iska kay daa Oo i dhaaf, aan in yar nastee,
21 bifor that Y go, and turne not ayen, to the derk lond, and hilid with the derknesse of deth, to the lond of wrecchidnesse and of derknessis;
Intaanan tegin meesha aanan ka soo noqonayn, Oo ah dalka gudcur iyo hooska dhimashada,
22 where is schadewe of deeth, and noon ordre, but euerlastynge hidousnesse dwellith.
Kaasoo ah gudcur qaro weyn oo ah sida mugdi dam ah, Dalkaas oo ah hooska dhimashada, oo aan innaba nidaam lahayn, Halkaas oo iftiinku yahay sida mugdi oo kale.
