Jòb 7
1 “Èske lòm pa oblije fè kòve sou latè? Èske jou li yo pa tankou jou a yon ouvriye jounalye?
The life of a man on the earth is a battle, and his days are like the days of a hired hand.
2 Tankou esklav ki rale souf pou rive nan lonbraj, tankou jounalye k ap tann kòb li,
Just as a servant desires the shade, and just as the hired hand looks forward to the end of his work,
3 se konsa mwen jwenn mwa yo plen mizè, e nwit plen ak gwo twoub k ap dezinyen pou mwen.
so also have I had empty months and have counted my burdensome nights.
4 Lè m kouche mwen di: ‘Se kilè m ap leve?’ Men nwit lan kontinye; m ap vire tounen jis rive nan maten.
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 Chè m abiye ak vè ak kal ki fèt ak pousyè. Po m vin di e li koule pij.
My flesh is clothed with particles of rottenness and filth; my skin is dried up and tightened.
6 Jou m yo mache pi vit ke mach aparèy tise a. Yo fini sanzespwa.
My days have passed by more quickly than threads are cut by a weaver, and they have been consumed without any hope.
7 Sonje byen ke lavi m pa plis ke yon souf; zye m p ap wè sa ki bon ankò.
Remember that my life is wind, and my eye will not return to see good things.
8 Zye a sila ki wè m yo, p ap wè m ankò. Zye Ou va sou mwen, men mwen p ap la ankò.
Neither will the sight of man gaze upon me; your eyes are upon me, and I will not endure.
9 Jan yon nwaj vin disparèt, li ale nèt. Konsa sila ki desann nan sejou lanmò a pa p monte 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 retounen ankò lakay li, ni plas li p ap rekonèt li ankò.
He will not return again to his house, nor will his own place know him any longer.
11 “Akoz sa a, mwen p ap met fren nan bouch mwen. Mwen va pale nan doulè lespri m; mwen va plenyen nan lespri anmè mwen.
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 Èske se lanmè mwen ye, oswa bèt jeyan lanmè a, pou Ou te mete gad sou mwen?
Am I an ocean or a whale, that you have encircled me in a prison?
13 Si mwen di: ‘Kabann mwen va ban m repo, sofa m va soulaje plent mwen,’
If I say, “My bed will comfort me, and I will find rest, speaking with myself on my blanket,”
14 answit, Ou fè m krent ak rèv, e teworize m ak vizyon;
then you will frighten me with dreams, and strike dread through visions,
15 jiskaske nanm mwen ta chwazi mouri toufe; pito lanmò olye doulè mwen yo.
so that, because of these things, my soul would choose hanging, and my bones, death.
16 Mwen fin epwize nèt; mwen p ap viv tout tan. Kite mwen sèl, paske jou mwen yo pa plis ke yon souf.
I despair; by no means will I live any longer. Spare me, for my days are nothing.
17 Kisa lòm ye pou Ou reflechi sou li e pou Ou bay ka li enpòtans,
What is man, that you should praise him? Or why do you place your heart near him?
18 pou Ou fè l pase egzamen chak maten e fè l pase eprèv chak moman?
You visit him at dawn, and you test him unexpectedly.
19 Èske Ou p ap janm sispann gade m, ni kite mwen anpè jiskaske m fin vale krache m?
How long will you not spare me, nor release me to ingest my saliva?
20 Èske mwen te peche? Kisa mwen te fè Ou, Ou menm, ki gadyen lòm? Poukisa Ou te fè m objè tiraj Ou jiskaske mwen vin yon fado pou pwòp tèt mwen?
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 Poukisa konsa Ou pa padone transgresyon mwen yo, e retire inikite mwen yo? Paske koulye a, mwen va kouche nan pousyè a; Ou va chache pou mwen, men m p ap la 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.
