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,
Job answered:
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 was born, the night which said, ‘There is a boy conceived.’
4 Ŋkeke ma nezu viviti, Mawu si le dziƒo la megatsɔ ɖeke le eme nɛ o, kekeli aɖeke megaklẽ ɖe edzi o.
Let that day be darkness. Don’t let God from above seek for it, neither let the light shine on it.
5 Viviti kple blukɔ tsiɖitsiɖi negaxɔe, lilikpo netsyɔ edzi eye blukɔ nedo ɖe eƒe kekeli dzi.
Let darkness and the shadow of death claim it for their own. Let a cloud dwell on it. Let all that makes the day black terrify it.
6 Viviti tsiɖitsiɖi nexɔ zã ma eye womegaxlẽe ɖe ƒea ƒe ŋkekewo me alo woadee ɣleti aɖeke ƒe ŋkekewo me o.
As for that night, let thick darkness seize on it. Let it not rejoice amongst the days of the year. Let it not come into the number of the months.
7 Zã ma netsi ko eye dzidzɔɣli aɖeke megaɖi le eme o.
Behold, let that night be barren. Let no joyful voice come therein.
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 them curse it who curse the day, who are ready to rouse 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 look for light, but have none, neither let it see the eyelids of the morning,
10 elabena metu vidzidɔ ƒe ʋɔtruwo ɖe nunye, be nye ŋkuwo makpɔ dzɔgbevɔ̃e o.
because it didn’t shut up the doors of my mother’s womb, nor did it hide trouble from my eyes.
11 “Nu ka ŋuti nyemeku le nye dzigbe eye maku hafi ado tso vidzidɔ me o?
“Why didn’t I die from the womb? Why didn’t I give up the spirit when my mother bore me?
12 Nu ka ta ata aɖewo le klalo be woakɔm ɖe akɔ eye no aɖewo li be mano?
Why did the knees receive me? Or why the breast, that I should nurse?
13 Anye ne memlɔ anyi le ŋutifafa me, le alɔ̃ dɔm, le ɖiɖim ɖe eme.
For now I should have lain down and been quiet. I should have slept, then I would have been 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 counsellors of the earth, who built up waste places for themselves;
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 as a hidden untimely birth I had not been, as infants who never saw 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 cease from troubling. There the weary are at rest.
18 Aʋaléleawo hã nɔa ablɔɖe me eye womegasea dɔdzikpɔlawo ƒe ɣli o.
There the prisoners are at ease together. They don’t hear the voice of the taskmaster.
19 Ame gblɔewo kple amegãwo siaa le afi ma eye kluvi kpɔa ablɔɖe tso eƒe aƒetɔ ƒe asi me.
The small and the great are there. The servant is free from his master.
20 “Nu ka tae kekeli klẽna na ayaɖulawo eye wònaa agbe luʋɔ si le nu xam?
“Why is light given to him who is in misery, life to the bitter in 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, but it doesn’t come; and dig for it more than for hidden treasures,
22 kple ame siwo kpɔa dzidzɔ, tsoa aseye ne woɖo yɔdo me?
who rejoice exceedingly, and are glad, 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 light 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.
For my sighing comes before I eat. My groanings are poured out like water.
25 Nu si mevɔ̃ na la va dzinye eye nu si dzi ŋɔ nam la dzɔ ɖe dzinye.
For the thing which I fear comes on me, that which I am afraid of comes to me.
26 Nyemekpɔ ŋutifafa, tomefafa alo gbɔɖeme aɖeke o, negbe ʋunyaʋunya ko.”
I am not at ease, neither am I quiet, neither do I have rest; but trouble comes.”
