< Jòb 7 >

1 Lavi yon nonm sou latè, se tankou sèvis militè l'ap fè. Li tankou moun k'ap vann jounen!
The life of a man on the earth is a battle, and his days are like the days of a hired hand.
2 Li tankou yon esklav k'ap tann lannwit pou l' poze, tankou yon travayè k'ap tann kòb jounen travay li.
Just as a servant desires the shade, and just as the hired hand looks forward to the end of his work,
3 Depi kèk mwa, m' pa wè poukisa m'ap viv. Tout lannwit se soufri m'ap soufri.
so also have I had empty months and have counted my burdensome nights.
4 M' poko kouche nan kabann mwen, m'ap mande kilè pou l' jou. Nwit la long. M' pa ka dòmi, yon bann vye lide ap pase nan tèt mwen jouk solèy leve.
If I lie down to sleep, I will say, “When will I rise?” And next I will hope for the evening and will be filled with sorrows even until darkness.
5 Tout kò m' plen vè ak gwo plak bouton toupatou. Po m' fann fann, l'ap bay postim.
My flesh is clothed with particles of rottenness and filth; my skin is dried up and tightened.
6 Jou m' yo pase pi vit pase zegwi nan men moun k'ap maye senn. Yo disparèt, pa gen anyen m'ap tann ankò.
My days have passed by more quickly than threads are cut by a weaver, and they have been consumed without any hope.
7 Bondye o! Pa bliye, lavi m' tankou yon nwaj k'ap pase. Lè m'a fèmen je m', mwen p'ap janm kapab jwi lavi a ankò.
Remember that my life is wind, and my eye will not return to see good things.
8 Ou wè m' koulye a, men ou p'ap janm wè m' ankò. W'a chache m', ou p'ap jwenn mwen.
Neither will the sight of man gaze upon me; your eyes are upon me, and I will not endure.
9 Tankou yon nwaj ki ale nèt, ki disparèt, lè yon moun mouri, pa gen leve pou li ankò. (Sheol h7585)
Just as a cloud is consumed and passes away, so he who descends to hell will not ascend. (Sheol h7585)
10 Li p'ap janm tounen lakay li. Moun lakay li tou bliye l'.
He will not return again to his house, nor will his own place know him any longer.
11 Se poutèt sa, m' pa ka pa pale. Kè m' sere. Kite m' pale pale m'. Lapenn kaye nan kè m'. Kite m' plenyen plenyen m'.
And because of this, I will not restrain my mouth. I will speak in the affliction of my spirit. I will converse from the bitterness of my soul.
12 Poukisa ou mete moun veye m' konsa? M' pa lanmè. M' pa gwo bèt lanmè.
Am I an ocean or a whale, that you have encircled me in a prison?
13 M' te di nan kè m': M' pral lage kò m' yon kote. M'a pran yon ti kanpo. Si m' dòmi, m'a jwenn yon ti soulajman!
If I say, “My bed will comfort me, and I will find rest, speaking with myself on my blanket,”
14 Men, ou fè m' fè yon bann vye rèv k'ap fè m' pè. M'ap fè yon bann vye vizyon k'ap fè m' tranble.
then you will frighten me with dreams, and strike dread through visions,
15 Lè konsa, pito moun te trangle m'. Pito m' te mouri pase pou m' soufri tout doulè sa yo.
so that, because of these things, my soul would choose hanging, and my bones, death.
16 Se fini m'ap fini. Fòk mwen mouri yon jou! Kite m' pou kont mwen. Lavi m' prèt pou bout!
I despair; by no means will I live any longer. Spare me, for my days are nothing.
17 Kisa lèzòm ye pou ou pran ka yo konsa? Kisa yo ye menm pou w'ap okipe yo konsa?
What is man, that you should praise him? Or why do you place your heart near him?
18 Chak maten ou pase wè jan yo ye. Chak lè, w'ap gade nan fon kè yo, w'ap sonde yo.
You visit him at dawn, and you test him unexpectedly.
19 Kilè w'a sispann gade m'? Ban m' yon ti souf non kont pou m' vale krache m'!
How long will you not spare me, nor release me to ingest my saliva?
20 Si m' fè peche, kisa m' fè ou? Di m' non, ou menm k'ap veye tou sa moun ap fè? Poukisa w'ap plante tout flèch ou yo nan kò m' konsa? Poukisa ou fè m' tounen yon chay pou ou?
I have sinned; what should I do for you, O keeper of men? Why have you set me against you, so that I have become burdensome even to myself?
21 Se sipòte ou pa ka sipòte ankò sa mwen fè ki mal? Se padonnen ou pa ka padonnen peche m' yo? Talè konsa mwen pral anba tè. W'a chache m', ou p'ap jwenn mwen ankò.
Why do you not steal away my sin, and why do you not sweep away my iniquity? Behold, now I will sleep in the dust, and if you seek me in the morning, I will not remain.

< Jòb 7 >