Hiob 3
1 Le esia megbe la, Hiob ke nu eye wòƒo fi de eƒe dzigbe.
After this Job has opened his mouth, and reviles his day.
2 Egblɔ be,
And Job answers and says:
3 “Ŋkeke si dzi wodzim la netsrɔ̃, nenema ke nye zã si me wogblɔ be, ‘Wodzi viŋutsu na mí!’
“Let the day perish in which I am born, And the night that has said: A man-child has been conceived.
4 Ŋkeke ma nezu viviti, Mawu si le dziƒo la megatsɔ ɖeke le eme nɛ o, kekeli aɖeke megaklẽ ɖe edzi o.
That day—let it be darkness, Do not let God require it from above, Nor let light shine on it.
5 Viviti kple blukɔ tsiɖitsiɖi negaxɔe, lilikpo netsyɔ edzi eye blukɔ nedo ɖe eƒe kekeli dzi.
Let darkness and death-shade redeem it, Let a cloud dwell on it, Let them terrify it as the most bitter of days.
6 Viviti tsiɖitsiɖi nexɔ zã ma eye womegaxlẽe ɖe ƒea ƒe ŋkekewo me alo woadee ɣleti aɖeke ƒe ŋkekewo me o.
That night—let thick darkness take it, Let it not be united to days of the year, Let it not come into the number of months.
7 Zã ma netsi ko eye dzidzɔɣli aɖeke megaɖi le eme o.
Behold! That night—let it be barren, Let no singing 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.
Let the cursers of day mark it, Who are ready to wake up Leviathan.
9 Eƒe ŋukeɣletiviwo nedo viviti, kekeli si lalam wòle la megado nɛ o eye megakpɔ fɔŋli ƒe ɣetotoe gbãtɔwo o,
Let the stars of its twilight be dark, Let it wait for light, and there is none, And let it not look on the eyelids of the dawn.
10 elabena metu vidzidɔ ƒe ʋɔtruwo ɖe nunye, be nye ŋkuwo makpɔ dzɔgbevɔ̃e o.
Because it has not shut the doors Of the womb that was mine! And hide misery from my eyes.
11 “Nu ka ŋuti nyemeku le nye dzigbe eye maku hafi ado tso vidzidɔ me o?
Why do I not die from the womb? I have come forth from the belly and gasp!
12 Nu ka ta ata aɖewo le klalo be woakɔm ɖe akɔ eye no aɖewo li be mano?
Why have knees been before me? And what [are] breasts, that I suck?
13 Anye ne memlɔ anyi le ŋutifafa me, le alɔ̃ dɔm, le ɖiɖim ɖe eme.
For now, I have lain down, and am quiet, I have slept—then there is rest to me,
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 earth, These building ruins for themselves.
15 Anye ne mele dziɖula siwo si sika le eye woƒe aƒewo me yɔ fũu kple klosalo la gbɔ.
Or with princes—they have gold, They are filling 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 I am not as a hidden abortion, As infants—they have not seen light.)
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 have ceased troubling, And there the wearied rest in power.
18 Aʋaléleawo hã nɔa ablɔɖe me eye womegasea dɔdzikpɔlawo ƒe ɣli o.
Together prisoners have been at ease, They have not heard the voice of an exactor,
19 Ame gblɔewo kple amegãwo siaa le afi ma eye kluvi kpɔa ablɔɖe tso eƒe aƒetɔ ƒe asi me.
Small and great [are] the same there. And a servant [is] free from his lord.
20 “Nu ka tae kekeli klẽna na ayaɖulawo eye wònaa agbe luʋɔ si le nu xam?
Why does He give light to the miserable, and life to the bitter 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 are waiting for death, and it is not, And they seek it above hid treasures.
22 kple ame siwo kpɔa dzidzɔ, tsoa aseye ne woɖo yɔdo me?
Who are glad—to joy, They rejoice when they find a grave.
23 Nu ka ŋutie wòna agbe ame si ƒe mɔwo le ɣaɣla kple ame si ŋuti Mawu tɔ kpɔ ɖo?
To a man whose way has been hidden, And whom God shuts up?
24 Elabena hũɖeɖe xɔ ɖe nuɖuɖu teƒe eye nye ŋeŋe ƒona ɖi abe tsi ene.
For before my food, my sighing comes, And my roarings [are] poured out as waters.
25 Nu si mevɔ̃ na la va dzinye eye nu si dzi ŋɔ nam la dzɔ ɖe dzinye.
For I feared a fear and it meets me, And what I was afraid of comes to me.
26 Nyemekpɔ ŋutifafa, tomefafa alo gbɔɖeme aɖeke o, negbe ʋunyaʋunya ko.”
I was not safe—nor was I quiet—Nor was I at rest—and trouble comes!”
