Hiob 10
1 “Nye agbe le ŋu nyɔm na nye ŋutɔ, eya ta maɖe asi le nye konyifafa ŋu wòado bababa eye maƒo nu le nye luʋɔ ƒe vevesese me.
I am weary of my life; I will let loose within me my complaint; I will speak in the bitterness of my soul.
2 Magblɔ na Mawu be, ‘Mègabu fɔm o gake gblɔ nu siwo nye nya nètsɔ ɖe ŋutinye la nam.
I will say unto God, Do not condemn me! Show me wherefore thou contendest with me!
3 Ɖe wòle nuwò vivim be yele teyem ɖe to, be nètsɔ wò asinudɔwɔwɔ ƒu gbe eye nèle alɔgbɔnu kom na ame vɔ̃ɖiwo ƒe ɖoɖowoa?
Is it a pleasure to thee to oppress, And to despise the work of thy hands, And to shine upon the plans of the wicked?
4 Ŋutilãmeŋkue le tawòa? Ɖe nèkpɔa nu abe ale si amegbetɔ kodzogbea kpɔa nu enea?
Hast thou eyes of flesh, Or seest thou as man seeth?
5 Ɖe wò ŋkekewo le abe kodzogbeawo tɔ ene alo wò ƒewo le abe amegbetɔ tɔ ene,
Are thy days as the days of a man, Are thy years as the days of a mortal,
6 be nàtsa adi nye vodadawo, aku nye nu vɔ̃wo gɔme,
That thou seekest after my iniquity, And searchest after my sin,
7 evɔ nènya be nyemedze agɔ o eye ame aɖeke mate ŋu axɔm le wò asi me oa?
Though thou knowest that I am not guilty, And that none can deliver from thy hand?
8 “‘Wò asiwoe wɔm eye womem. Ɖe nàtrɔ azɔ atsrɔ̃ma?
Have thy hands completely fashioned and made me In every part, that thou mightst destroy me?
9 Ɖo ŋku edzi be anyie nètsɔ mem. Ɖe nàgatrɔm azɔ mazu anyia?
O remember that thou hast moulded me as clay! And wilt thou bring me again to dust?
10 Ɖe mètrɔm kɔ ɖe anyi abe notsi ene eye nèna mebla abe notsi babla ene oa?
Thou didst pour me out as milk, And curdle me as cheese;
11 Ɖe mèfa ayi kple lãkusi ɖe ŋunye eye nètem ƒo ƒu ɖe nye ƒuwo kple lãmekawo ŋuti oa?
With skin and flesh didst thou clothe me, And strengthen me with bones and sinews;
12 Èna agbem henyo dɔ me nam eye le wò ametakpɔkpɔ la ta nèdzɔ nye gbɔgbɔ ŋuti.
Thou didst grant me life and favor, And thy protection preserved my breath:
13 “‘Ke esiae nèɣla ɖe wò dzi me eye menya be esia le wò susu me be,
Yet these things thou didst lay up in thy heart! I know that this was in thy mind.
14 Ne mewɔ nu vɔ̃ la, wò ŋkuwo anɔ ŋutinye eye màgbe tohehe nam le nye vodada ta o.
If I sin, then thou markest me, And wilt not acquit me of mine iniquity.
15 Ne meɖi fɔ la, baba nam! Ne nyemeɖi fɔ o gɔ̃ hã la, nyemate ŋu afɔ mo dzi o elabena ŋukpe yɔ menye fũu eye menyrɔ ɖe nye vevesese me.
If I am wicked, —then woe unto me! Yet if righteous, I dare not lift up my head; I am full of confusion, beholding my affliction.
16 Ne mefɔ mo dzi la, ekema èɖeam ɖe nu abe dzata ene eye nèɖea wò ŋusẽ dziŋɔ la fiana ɖe ŋutinye.
If I lift it up, like a lion thou huntest me, And again showest thyself terrible unto me.
17 Èɖoa ɖasefo bubuwo ŋunye eye nèdoa dziku ɖe ŋutinye ɖe edzi, ale wò aʋakɔwo tsona ɖe ŋunye ɖe wo nɔewo yome abe ƒutsotsoewo ene.
Thou renewest thy witnesses against me, And increasest thine anger toward me; New hosts continually rise up against me.
18 “‘Ke nu ka ŋuti nèna medo tso danye ƒe dɔ me? Ɖe meku ɖe danye ƒe dɔ me la, adzɔ dzi nam ŋutɔ, anye ne ŋku aɖeke mekpɔm o.
Why then didst thou bring me forth from the womb? I should have perished, and no eye had seen me;
19 Ɖe nyemedzɔ o alo wokɔm tso danye ƒe dɔ me yi yɔdo mee la, ne enyo ta!
I should be as though I had not been; I should have been borne from the womb to the grave.
20 Ɖe nye ŋkeke ʋɛawo mewu nu kloe vɔ oa? Ɖe mo ɖa le ŋunye ale be nye hã makpɔ dzidzɔ vi aɖe,
Are not my days few? O spare then, And let me alone, that I may be at ease a little while,
21 hafi ayi demagbɔnugbe, ne mayi ɖe viviti kple blukɔ ƒe anyigba dzi,
Before I go— whence I shall not return—To the land of darkness and death-shade,
22 anyigba si dzi zã do blukɔ kpekpekpe le, teƒe si nye blukɔ tsiɖitsiɖi kple tɔtɔ teƒe, afi si kekeli le ko abe viviti ene.’”
The land of darkness like the blackness of death-shade, Where is no order, and where the light is as darkness.
