Hiob 6
1 Tete Hiob ɖo eŋu nɛ be,
Then Job replied:
2 “Ne ɖe woada nye vevesese eye woada nye fukpekpewo ɖe nudanu me ɖe!
“If only my grief could be weighed and placed with my calamity on the scales.
3 Vavã woakpe wu ke si katã le ƒuta, eya ta mewɔ nuku be nye nyawo mele ame ŋu dzem o.
For then it would outweigh the sand of the seas— no wonder my words have been rash.
4 Ŋusẽkatãtɔ la ƒe aŋutrɔwo le nye lãme, nye gbɔgbɔ le aɖi si le dodom le wo me la nom. Woƒo Mawu ƒe ŋɔdzidodowo nu ƒu ɖe ŋunye.
For the arrows of the Almighty have pierced me; my spirit drinks in their poison; the terrors of God are arrayed against me.
5 Ɖe gbetedzi xlɔ̃na ne ele gbe mumu gbɔ alo nyi xlɔ̃na ne wotsɔ gbe ƒuƒu nɛ be wòaɖua?
Does a wild donkey bray over fresh grass, or an ox low over its fodder?
6 Ɖe woaɖu nu vɔvɔ dzemademee alo ɖe koklozi ƒe ɣia vivinaa?
Is tasteless food eaten without salt, or is there flavor in the white of an egg?
7 Megbe be nyemaɖui o, nuɖuɖu mawo tɔgbi ɖe wònana medzea dɔ.
My soul refuses to touch them; they are loathsome food to me.
8 “O, ne ɖe woana nu si mebia lam, ne Mawu ɖe wòana nu si mele mɔ kpɔm na lam,
If only my request were granted and God would fulfill my hope:
9 ne Mawu ɖe wòalɔ̃ agbãm gudugudu eye wòaɖe ka eƒe asi ɖe dzinye, ahawum ɖe!
that God would be willing to crush me, to unleash His hand and cut me off!
10 Ekema esia aganye akɔfafa nam ko kple nye dzidzɔ le vevesese si nu mele tsotsom o la me be, nyemagbe nu le Kɔkɔetɔ la ƒe nyawo gbɔ o.
It still brings me comfort, and joy through unrelenting pain, that I have not denied the words of the Holy One.
11 “Ŋusẽ kae gale asinye be maganɔ mɔ kpɔm? Mɔnukpɔkpɔ kawoe gali ta magbɔ dzi ɖi?
What strength do I have, that I should still hope? What is my future, that I should be patient?
12 Kpe ƒe ŋusẽe le asinyea? Akɔblie nye nye ŋutilãa?
Is my strength like that of stone, or my flesh made of bronze?
13 Ɖe ŋusẽ aɖe le asinye be makpe ɖe ɖokuinye ŋu, esi azɔ la wonya dzidzedzekpɔkpɔ ɖa le ŋunyea?
Is there any help within me now that success is driven from me?
14 “Ele na xɔlɔ̃wo be woakpe ɖe ame si ƒo dzi ɖe le la ŋu togbɔ be egbe nu le Ŋusẽkatãtɔ vɔvɔ̃ gbɔ hã.
A despairing man should have the kindness of his friend, even if he forsakes the fear of the Almighty.
15 Ke womate ŋu aɖo dzi ɖe nɔvinye ŋutsuwo ŋu o elabena wole abe tɔʋu si miena le kuɖiɣi ene alo abe tɔʋu si ɖɔna gbagbana,
But my brothers are as faithless as wadis, as seasonal streams that overflow,
16 ne tsikpe si le ete doe ɖe dzi, ne sno si dza ɖe edzi la lolo hena wòsɔ gbɔ ɖe edzi
darkened because of the ice and the inflow of melting snow,
17 gake eƒe sisi nu tsona ne kuɖiɣi ɖo eye dzoxɔxɔ nana wòmiena la ene.
but ceasing in the dry season and vanishing from their channels in the heat.
18 Asihawo ɖea asi le woƒe mɔwo ŋu hedzea gbe toa tagba eye wokuna ɖe mɔ dzi.
Caravans turn aside from their routes; they go into the wasteland and perish.
19 Asiha siwo tso Tema la le tsi dim, asigbedela siwo tso Seba la le mɔ kpɔm.
The caravans of Tema look for water; the travelers of Sheba hope to find it.
20 Ke woƒe dzi tsi dzi elabena kakaɖedzi nɔ wo si hafi gake esi wova ɖo afi ma la, ŋukpe ko woɖu.
They are confounded because they had hoped; their arrival brings disappointment.
21 Azɔ miawo hã mieɖee fia be, mienye ŋudɔwɔnu aɖeke o, miekpɔ nu si ŋu ŋɔdzi le eye mievɔ̃.
For now you are of no help; you see terror, and you are afraid.
22 Ɖe megblɔ kpɔ be, ‘Mina nane ɖe nunye, mixe fe ɖe tanye tso miaƒe kesinɔnuwo me,
Have I ever said, ‘Give me something; offer me a bribe from your wealth;
23 miɖem le ketɔ la ƒe asi me alo mixɔm le ŋutasẽla ƒe fegomea?’
deliver me from the hand of the enemy; redeem me from the grasp of the ruthless’?
24 “Mifia num eye mazi ɖoɖoe; mifia afi si meda ƒu le lam.
Teach me, and I will be silent. Help me understand how I have erred.
25 Aleke nyateƒenyawo mehe venae o! Ke nu ka miaƒe nyahehewo ɖe fia?
How painful are honest words! But what does your argument prove?
26 Ɖe miedi be yewoaɖɔ nya si megblɔ la ɖo eye miawɔ ame si ƒo dzi ɖe le la ƒe nyawo abe yaƒoƒo enea?
Do you intend to correct my words, and treat as wind my cry of despair?
27 Miadzidze nu gɔ̃ hã ɖe tsyɔ̃eviwo dzi eye miatsɔ mia xɔlɔ̃wo gɔ̃ hã aɖɔli nue.
You would even cast lots for an orphan and barter away your friend.
28 “Azɔ la, minyo dɔ me miatrɔ mo ɖe gbɔnye, ɖe mate ŋu ada alakpa le mia ŋkumea?
But now, please look at me. Would I lie to your face?
29 Miɖe asi, migawɔ nu madzɔmadzɔ o migbugbɔ bu eŋuti elabena nye nuteƒewɔwɔ ɖo xaxa me.
Reconsider; do not be unjust. Reconsider, for my righteousness is at stake.
30 Ɖe vɔ̃ɖivɔ̃ɖi aɖe le nye nuyiwo dzia? Ɖe nye nu made dzesi beble oa?”
Is there iniquity on my tongue? Can my mouth not discern malice?
