Ioba 10
1 U A uluhua ko'u naau i kuu ola ana; E waiho iho au i kuu ulono ana ia'u iho; E olelo aku au maloko o ka ehaeha o kuu naau.
"My soul is weary of my life. I will give free course to my complaint. I will speak in the bitterness of my soul.
2 E i aku au i ke Akua, Mai hoohewa mai oe ia'u; E hoike mai oe i ka mea au e hakaka mai nei me au.
I will tell God, 'Do not condemn me. Show me why you contend with me.
3 He mea maikai anei ia oe, e hookaumaha, A e hoowahawaha i ka hana a kou lima, A e hoomalamalama ae maluna o ka manao o ka poe hewa?
Is it good to you that you should oppress, that you should despise the work of your hands, and smile on the counsel of the wicked?
4 O ko ke kino mau maka anei kou? Ua ike anei oe e like me ka ike ana a ke kanaka?
Do you have eyes of flesh? Or do you see as man sees?
5 Ua like anei kou mau la me na la o ke kanaka? Ua like anei kou mau makahiki me na la o ke kanaka,
Are your days as the days of mortals, or your years as man's years,
6 I ninau mai ai oe i kuu hala, A imi mai ai hoi i ko'u hewa?
that you inquire after my iniquity, and search after my sin?
7 Ma kou ike aohe o'u hewa; Aohe mea nana e hoopakele mai kou lima aku.
Although you know that I am not wicked, there is no one who can deliver out of your hand.
8 Ua hana kou mau lima ia'u, A ua hoopaa mai oe ia'u a puni; Aka, ke luku mai nei oe ia'u.
"'Your hands have framed me and fashioned me altogether, yet you destroy me.
9 Ke noi aku nei au ia oe e hoomanao, Ua hana mai oe ia'u, e like me ka lepo; A e hoihoi anei oe ia'u i ka lepo?
Remember, I beg you, that you have fashioned me as clay. Will you bring me into dust again?
10 Aole anei oe i ninini iho ia'u me he waiu la, A i hoopaakiki mai hoi ia'u, me he waiupaa la?
Haven't you poured me out like milk, and curdled me like cheese?
11 Ua uhi mai oe ia'u i ka ili a me ka io, A ua hoopaa mai oe ia'u i na iwi a me na olona.
You have clothed me with skin and flesh, and knit me together with bones and sinews.
12 Ua hana mai oe iloko i ke ola a me ka pomaikai, A ua malama mai kou kiai ana i kuu uhane.
You have granted me life and loving kindness. Your visitation has preserved my spirit.
13 O keia mau mea kau i huna'i iloko o kou naau: Ua ike no wau, aia no me oe keia mea.
Yet you hid these things in your heart. I know that this is with you:
14 Ina e hana hewa au, alaila hoomanao mai no oe ia'u, Aole oe e kela mai ia'u, mai ko'u hewa aku.
if I sin, then you mark me. You will not acquit me from my iniquity.
15 Ina ua hewa au, auwe hoi wau; Ina ua pono au, aole wau e hookiekie i ko'u poo. Ua piha au i ka hilahila; A ua ike au i kuu poino;
If I am wicked, woe to me. If I am righteous, I still shall not lift up my head, being filled with disgrace, and conscious of my affliction.
16 Ina e hookiekieia auanei ia, Ke hoohalua nei oe ia'u, me he liona la: A hoike hou mai oe ia oe iho he mana maluna o'u.
And if I lift myself up, you hunt me like a lion. Again you show yourself powerful to me.
17 Ke hoala hou nei oe i kou mau hoike ku e ia'u, A ke hoonui nei i kou inaina ia'u; A ke hoomahuahua mau nei na puali kaua ia'u.
You renew your witnesses against me, and increase your indignation on me. Changes and warfare are with me.
18 No ke aha la hoi oe i lawe mai ai ia'u, mai ka opu mai: Ina ua make au ilaila, A ua ike ole ka maka ia'u!
"'Why, then, have you brought me forth out of the womb? I wish I had given up the spirit, and no eye had seen me.
19 Ina ua like au me he mea ola ole la, Ina ua laweia'ku au mai ka opu aku, a ka luakupapau.
I should have been as though I had not been. I should have been carried from the womb to the grave.
20 Aole anei he uuku ko'u mau la? U'oki pela, a e waiho ia'u, i oluolu iki iho ai au,
Aren't my days few? Cease then. Leave me alone, that I may find a little comfort,
21 Mamua o kuu hele ana'ku i kahi aole au e hoi hou mai, I ka aina pouli, a me ka malu make;
before I go where I shall not return from, to the land of darkness and of the shadow of death;
22 He aina poeleele e like me ka pouli; He malu make, aohe mea i hooponoponoia, A o ka malamalama, ua like ia me ka pouli.
the land dark as midnight, of the shadow of death, without any order, where the light is as midnight.'"
