Hiob 3
1 Le esia megbe la, Hiob ke nu eye wòƒo fi de eƒe dzigbe.
After this, Job opened his mouth and cursed the day of his birth.
2 Egblɔ be,
And this is what he said:
3 “Ŋkeke si dzi wodzim la netsrɔ̃, nenema ke nye zã si me wogblɔ be, ‘Wodzi viŋutsu na mí!’
“May the day of my birth perish, and the night it was said, ‘A boy is conceived.’
4 Ŋkeke ma nezu viviti, Mawu si le dziƒo la megatsɔ ɖeke le eme nɛ o, kekeli aɖeke megaklẽ ɖe edzi o.
If only that day had turned to darkness! May God above disregard it; may no light shine upon it.
5 Viviti kple blukɔ tsiɖitsiɖi negaxɔe, lilikpo netsyɔ edzi eye blukɔ nedo ɖe eƒe kekeli dzi.
May darkness and gloom reclaim it, and a cloud settle over it; may the blackness of the day overwhelm it.
6 Viviti tsiɖitsiɖi nexɔ zã ma eye womegaxlẽe ɖe ƒea ƒe ŋkekewo me alo woadee ɣleti aɖeke ƒe ŋkekewo me o.
If only darkness had taken that night away! May it not appear among the days of the year; may it never be entered in any of the months.
7 Zã ma netsi ko eye dzidzɔɣli aɖeke megaɖi le eme o.
Behold, may that night be barren; may no joyful voice come into it.
8 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.
May it be cursed by those who curse the day — those prepared to rouse Leviathan.
9 Eƒe ŋukeɣletiviwo nedo viviti, kekeli si lalam wòle la megado nɛ o eye megakpɔ fɔŋli ƒe ɣetotoe gbãtɔwo o,
May its morning stars grow dark; may it wait in vain for daylight; may it not see the breaking of dawn.
10 elabena metu vidzidɔ ƒe ʋɔtruwo ɖe nunye, be nye ŋkuwo makpɔ dzɔgbevɔ̃e o.
For that night did not shut the doors of the womb to hide the sorrow from my eyes.
11 “Nu ka ŋuti nyemeku le nye dzigbe eye maku hafi ado tso vidzidɔ me o?
Why did I not perish at birth; why did I not die as I came from the womb?
12 Nu ka ta ata aɖewo le klalo be woakɔm ɖe akɔ eye no aɖewo li be mano?
Why were there knees to receive me, and breasts that I should be nursed?
13 Anye ne memlɔ anyi le ŋutifafa me, le alɔ̃ dɔm, le ɖiɖim ɖe eme.
For now I would be lying down in peace; I would be asleep and at rest
14 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.
with kings and counselors of the earth, who built for themselves cities now in ruins,
15 Anye ne mele dziɖula siwo si sika le eye woƒe aƒewo me yɔ fũu kple klosalo la gbɔ.
or with princes who had gold, who filled their houses with silver.
16 Alo nu ka ta womeɖim ɖe tome abe fu gege ene, abe vidzĩ si mekpɔ ɣe kpɔ o la ene o?
Or why was I not hidden like a stillborn child, like an infant who never sees daylight?
17 Afi ma ame vɔ̃ɖiwo dzudzɔa nyanyra le eye afi ma ame siwo nu ti kɔ na la le gbɔgbɔm ɖe eme le.
There the wicked cease from raging, and there the weary find rest.
18 Aʋaléleawo hã nɔa ablɔɖe me eye womegasea dɔdzikpɔlawo ƒe ɣli o.
The captives enjoy their ease; they do not hear the voice of the oppressor.
19 Ame gblɔewo kple amegãwo siaa le afi ma eye kluvi kpɔa ablɔɖe tso eƒe aƒetɔ ƒe asi me.
Both small and great are there, and the slave is freed from his master.
20 “Nu ka tae kekeli klẽna na ayaɖulawo eye wònaa agbe luʋɔ si le nu xam?
Why is light given to the miserable, and life to the bitter of soul,
21 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
who long for death that does not come, and search for it like hidden treasure,
22 kple ame siwo kpɔa dzidzɔ, tsoa aseye ne woɖo yɔdo me?
who rejoice and greatly exult when they can find the grave?
23 Nu ka ŋutie wòna agbe ame si ƒe mɔwo le ɣaɣla kple ame si ŋuti Mawu tɔ kpɔ ɖo?
Why is life given to a man whose way is hidden, whom God has hedged in?
24 Elabena hũɖeɖe xɔ ɖe nuɖuɖu teƒe eye nye ŋeŋe ƒona ɖi abe tsi ene.
I sigh when food is put before me, and my groans pour out like water.
25 Nu si mevɔ̃ na la va dzinye eye nu si dzi ŋɔ nam la dzɔ ɖe dzinye.
For the thing I feared has overtaken me, and what I dreaded has befallen me.
26 Nyemekpɔ ŋutifafa, tomefafa alo gbɔɖeme aɖeke o, negbe ʋunyaʋunya ko.”
I am not at ease or quiet; I have no rest, for trouble has come.”
