Job 10
1 My soul hath been weary of my life, I leave off my talking to myself, I speak in the bitterness of my soul.
Na da esalumu hihi gala. Na egasu sia: nabima!
2 I say unto God, 'Do not condemn me, Let me know why Thou dost strive [with] me.
Gode! Na bogoma: ne, mae fofada: ma! Nama adoma! Na da adi hamoiga fofada: bela: ?
3 Is it good for Thee that Thou dost oppress? That Thou despisest the labour of Thy hands, And on the counsel of the wicked hast shone?
Di da nama mae asigiliwane se ianumu da defeala: ? Di da na hamoi dagoi. Amaiba: le, Dia wali na higamu da defeala: ? Amola Di da wadela: le hamosu dunu ilia wadela: i ilegesu hahawane ba: mu da defeala: ?
4 Eyes of flesh hast Thou? As man seeth — seest Thou?
Di da nini osobo bagade dunu ninia hou defele, liligi ba: sala: ?
5 As the days of man [are] Thy days? Thy years as the days of a man?
Dia esalebe ode da ninia esalebe ode defele dunumunihadi ganabela: ? Hame mabu!
6 That Thou inquirest for mine iniquity, And for my sin seekest?
Amaiba: le, Dia da abuliba: le na wadela: i hou huluane hogosala: ? Amola na giadofai huluane benea ahoasu defele ba: sala: ?
7 For Thou knowest that I am not wicked, And there is no deliverer from Thy hand.
Di dawa: ! Na da wadela: le hame hamoi. Amola Di da nama doagala: sea, enoga na gaga: mu da hamedei.
8 Thy hands have taken pains about me, And they make me together round about, And Thou swallowest me up!
Di da Dia loboga na da: i hamoi dagoi. Be wali Di da Dia loboga, na gugunufinisisa.
9 Remember, I pray Thee, That as clay Thou hast made me, And unto dust Thou dost bring me back.
Di da na osoboga hamoi dagoi, amo mae gogolema! Be wali Di da na goudane, bu gulu hamoma: bela: ?
10 Dost Thou not as milk pour me out? And as cheese curdle me?
Di da na ada na hamoma: ne, ema gasa i. Dia na ame ea hagomo ganodini, na hamoi dagoi.
11 Skin and flesh Thou dost put on me, And with bones and sinews dost fence me.
Di da na da: i hodo amola gasa amola momoge hamoi. Di da na gasa amo huga amola gadofoga dedebolesi.
12 Life and kindness Thou hast done with me. And Thy inspection hath preserved my spirit.
Di da nama esalusu amola asigi hou i dagoi. Di da na noga: le ouligibiba: le, na da esalebe goea.
13 And these Thou hast laid up in Thy heart, I have known that this [is] with Thee.
Be na da wali dawa: Amo musa: esoga, Di da wamowane na wadela: musa: ilegelalu.
14 If I sinned, then Thou hast observed me, And from mine iniquity dost not acquit me,
Di da na wadela: le hamosa: besa: le, eso huluane na hou ha: giwane sosodosu. Amola na da wadela: le hamoi ganiaba, Di da amo hou hame gogolema: ne olofomu dawa: la: loba.
15 If I have done wickedly — woe to me, And righteously — I lift not up my head, Full of shame — then see my affliction,
Na da fonobahadi fawane wadela: le hamosea, na da Dia se dabe iasu ba: sa. Be na da moloidafa hamosea, Dia hahawane iasu hame ba: sa. Na da da: i dioi bagade amola bagadewane gogosiasa.
16 And it riseth — as a lion Thou huntest me. And Thou turnest back — Thou shewest Thyself wonderful in me.
Na da noga: le didili hamosea, dunu da laione wa: me fane legemusa: benea ahoabe amo defele, Di da na sebobogesa. Di da na se nabima: ne, musa: hame ba: su gasa bagade hou amolawane hamosa.
17 Thou renewest Thy witnesses against me, And dost multiply Thine anger with me, Changes and warfare [are] with me.
Di da eso huluane na dafama: ne, ba: su dunu ilegesa. Dia ougi hou da nama doagaga: sa heda: sa. Di da eso huluane nama gaheabolo doagala: musa: ilegesa.
18 And why from the womb Hast Thou brought me forth? I expire, and the eye doth not see me.
Gode! Dia da abuliba: le na lalelegema: ne hamobela: ? Na dunu enoga mae ba: le bogomu da defea galu.
19 As I had not been, I am, From the belly to the grave I am brought,
Na da hamedafa lalelegemu da defea galu. Be amai hame galea, na da lalelegeloba, hedolo bogomu da defea galu.
20 Are not my days few? Cease then, and put from me, And I brighten up a little,
Na esalusu da gadenene agoane dagobela: ? Na yolesima! Na da fonobahadi fawane bu esalumu. Amaiba: le, amo eso bagahamega hahawane esalumusa: , Dia logo doasima!
21 Before I go, and return not, Unto a land of darkness and death-shade,
Na da gadenenewane ahoabe goea. Na da bu hame misunu. Na da gasi galebe sogega masunu.
22 A land of obscurity as thick darkness, Death-shade — and no order, And the shining [is] as thick darkness.'
Amo soge da gasi bagade. Amo ganodini baba bagohame gala. Amo soge da ededenasu soge. Amola amoga hadigi da gasi agoane ba: sa.”
