Hiob 19
1 Hiob ɖo eŋu be,
Then Job answered and said,
2 “Va se ɖe ɣe ka ɣie miawɔ funyafunyam eye miatsɔ miaƒe nyawo agbãm?
How long will ye vex my soul, and break me in pieces with words?
3 Zi ewo sɔŋue nye esi miedo vlom eye mieti kpo dze dzinye ŋumakpemakpetɔe.
These ten times have ye reproached me: ye are not ashamed that ye make yourselves strange to me.
4 Nenye nyateƒee be metra mɔ la, vodada sia nye nye ɖeka ko ƒe nya.
And be it indeed that I have erred, my error remaineth with myself.
5 Nenye vavãe miebe yewoakɔ mia ɖokuiwo ɖe dzi agbɔ tanye, ahazã vlo si wodom la aɖia nunyee la,
If indeed ye will magnify yourselves against me, and plead against me my reproach:
6 ekema minyae be Mawu dze agɔ le dzinye eye wòtsɔ eƒe ɖɔ ƒo xlãm.
Know now that God hath overthrown me, and hath surrounded me with his net.
7 “Togbɔ be mefa avi sesĩe be, ‘Wodze agɔ le dzinye!’ hã la, ame aɖeke metɔ nam o eye togbɔ be medo ɣli be woaxɔ nam hã la, wometso nam o.
Behold, I cry out of wrong, but I am not heard: I cry aloud, but there is no judgment.
8 Exe nye mɔ be nyemate ŋu ato edzi ayi o, etsɔ viviti tsyɔ nye toƒewo.
He hath fenced up my way that I cannot pass, and he hath set darkness in my paths.
9 Eklo bubu le ŋunye eye wòɖe fiakuku le tanye.
He hath stripped me of my glory, and taken the crown from my head.
10 Evuvum kɔ ɖi le akpa sia akpa va se ɖe esime medzo, ale wòho nye mɔkpɔkpɔ abe ati ene.
He hath destroyed me on every side, and I am gone: and my hope hath he removed like a tree.
11 Eƒe dziku bi ɖe ŋunye eye wòbum ɖe eƒe ketɔwo dome.
He hath also kindled his wrath against me, and he counteth me to him as one of his enemies.
12 Eƒe aʋakɔwo lũ ɖe eme kple ŋusẽ, woƒu kpo ɖe ŋunye eye woƒu asaɖa anyi ɖe nye agbadɔ ŋu godoo va kpe.
His troops come together, and raise up their way against me, and encamp around my tent.
13 “Eɖe nɔvinye ŋutsuwo ɖa le ŋunye eye wòklã nye kple xɔ̃nyewo dome keŋkeŋkeŋ.
He hath put my brethren far from me, and my acquaintance are verily estranged from me.
14 Nye ƒometɔwo dzo le gbɔnye eye nye ame nyanyɛwo ŋlɔm be.
My kinsmen have failed, and my familiar friends have forgotten me.
15 Ame siwo va dze gbɔnye kple nye nyɔnudɔlawo bum amedzroe eye mezu du bubu me tɔ le wo ŋkume.
They that dwell in my house, and my maids, count me for a stranger: I am an alien in their sight.
16 Meyɔ nye dɔla gake metɔ o togbɔ be metsɔ nye nu ɖe kuku nɛ hafi.
I called my servant, and he gave me no answer; I entreated him with my mouth.
17 Nye nu me le ʋeʋẽm ɖe nye ŋutɔ srɔ̃nye eye mele ŋu nyɔm na nye ŋutɔ nɔvinye ŋutsuwo.
My breath is strange to my wife, though I make supplication to the children of my own body.
18 Ŋutsuvi suewo gɔ̃ hã koam eye ne meva do la, woɖua fewu le ŋunye.
Yea, young children despised me; I arose, and they spoke against me.
19 Mele ŋu nyɔm na xɔ̃nye veviwo katã eye ame siwo melɔ̃ la, tso ɖe ŋutinye.
All my close friends abhorred me: and they whom I loved are turned against me.
20 Mezu ŋutilã kple ƒu ɖeɖe, eye meɖo kudo nu.
My bone cleaveth to my skin and to my flesh, and I have escaped with the skin of my teeth.
21 “Mikpɔ nye nublanui, xɔ̃nyewo, mikpɔ nublanui nam elabena Mawu ƒe asi ƒom.
Have pity upon me, have pity upon me, O ye my friends; for the hand of God hath touched me.
22 Nu ka ta mieti yonyeme abe ale si Mawu ti yonyemee ene? Nye ŋutilã si mieɖu la mesɔ gbɔ na mi oa?
Why do ye persecute me as God, and are not satisfied with my flesh?
23 “O nenye ɖe woaŋlɔ nye nyawo ɖi, nenye ɖe woaŋlɔe ɖe agbalẽ me eye
O that my words were now written! O that they were printed in a book!
24 nenye ɖe woatsɔ gayibɔnuŋlɔnu aɖee ɖe akɔblikpe dzi alo woaɖee ɖe agakpe dzi tegbee hã la, anyo ŋutɔ.
That they were engraved with an iron pen in lead in the rock for ever!
25 Menya be nye Xɔnametɔ le agbe, eye mlɔeba la, atsi tsitre ɖe anyigba dzi.
For I know that my redeemer liveth, and that he shall stand at the latter day upon the earth:
26 Eye ne nye ŋutigbalẽ vuvu keŋkeŋkeŋ hã la, makpɔ Mawu le nye ŋutilã me,
And though after my skin worms destroy this body, yet in my flesh shall I see God:
27 Nye ŋutɔ makpɔe, makpɔe kple nye ŋkuwo, menye ame bubu aɖeke tɔ o. Aleke nye dzi mehetsi dzi ɖe eŋui o!
Whom I shall see for myself, and my eyes shall behold, and not another; though my reins be consumed within me.
28 “Ne miegblɔ be, ‘Aleke míadi vɔ̃ nɛ? Eya ŋutɔ gbɔ kuxiawo tso’ la,
But ye should say, Why persecute we him, seeing the root of the matter is found in me?
29 ekema yi nedo vɔvɔ̃ na miawo ŋutɔ elabena dziku atsɔ yi ahe toe eye mianya be ʋɔnudɔdrɔ̃ li.”
Be ye afraid of the sword: for wrath bringeth the punishments of the sword, that ye may know there is a judgment.
