Ioba 16
1 A LAILA olelo mai la o Ioba, i mai la,
Then Job answered and said:
2 He nui na mea like a'u i lohe ai: He poe hooluolu hoopilikia oukou a pau.
I have heard many such things; sorry comforters are ye all.
3 He hope anei no na huaolelo makani? Heaha ka mea hoala mai nei ia oe, i olelo mai ai oe?
Shall windy words have an end? Or what provoketh thee that thou answerest?
4 E hiki no ia'u ke olelo aku e like me ka oukou; Ina paha ua noho oukou ma ko'u wahi. E hiki no ia'u ke hookui i ka olelo ku e ia oukou; A e hooluliluli aku i ko'u poo ia oukou.
I also could speak as ye do; if your soul were in my soul's stead, I could join words together against you, and shake my head at you.
5 Aka, e hookupaa no au ia oukou me kuu waha, A o ka hooluolu ana o kuu lehelehe, e hoopaa aku no ia.
I would strengthen you with my mouth, and the moving of my lips would assuage your grief.
6 Ina e olelo aku au, aole e oluolu kuu eha; Ina e noho malie hoi au, pehea ia e haalele ai ia'u?
Though I speak, my pain is not assuaged; and though I forbear, what am I eased?
7 Aka, ano ua hooluhi mai ia ia'u; Ua luku mai oe i ko'u ohana a pau.
But now He hath made me weary; Thou hast made desolate all my company.
8 Ua hoopaa mai oe ia'u, i mea hoike; O kuu wiwi, ke ku mai no ia ia'u, A e hoike mai imua o kuu maka.
And Thou hast shrivelled me up, which is a witness against me; and my leanness riseth up against me, it testifieth to my face.
9 Ke haehae mai nei kona huhu, a ua inaina mai ia ia'u; Ke nau mai nei ia ia'u me kona mau niho; O kuu enemi, ke hookala nei ia i kona mau maka maluna o'u.
He hath torn me in His wrath, and hated me; He hath gnashed upon me with His teeth; mine adversary sharpeneth his eyes upon me.
10 Ua hamama lakou maluna o'u me ko lakou waha; Ua papai lakou ia'u ma ka papalina me ka hoino: Ua hoakoakoaia lakou ma kahi hookahi e ku e ia'u.
They have gaped upon me with their mouth; they have smitten me upon the cheek scornfully; they gather themselves together against me.
11 Ua hoolilo ke Akua ia'u i ka poe hewa, A ua haawi ia'u iloko o ka lima o ka poe aia.
God delivereth me to the ungodly, and casteth me into the hands of the wicked.
12 I noho maluhia la no wan, aka, ua ulupa mai nei ia ia'u; Ua lalau mai ia ma kuu a-i, a ulupa mai no ia ia'u, Ua hooku mai ia'u i hoailona nona.
I was at ease, and He broke me asunder; yea, He hath taken me by the neck, and dashed me to pieces; He hath also set me up for His mark.
13 Ua hoopuni kona poe panapua ia'u, Ua wahi mai ia i na puupaa o'u, aole e hookuu ae; Ua ninini iho ia i kuu au ma ka honua.
His archers compass me round about, He cleaveth my reins asunder, and doth not spare; He poureth out my gall upon the ground.
14 Ua wawahi roai ia ia'u, me ka wahi ana mahope o ka wahi ana, Ua lele mai ia maluna o'u me he mea ikaika la.
He breaketh me with breach upon breach; He runneth upon me like a giant.
15 Ua humuhumu au i ke kapa ino maluna o kuu ili, Ua hoohaumia au i kuu pepeiaohao iloko o ka lepo.
I have sewed sackcloth upon my skin, and have laid my horn in the dust.
16 Ua ulaula kuu maka i ka uwe ana, A maluna o ko'u mau lihilihi maka ke aka o ka make.
My face is reddened with weeping, and on my eyelids is the shadow of death;
17 Aole no ka mea pono ole iloko o ko'u lima; A o ka'u pule, ua maemae hoi ia.
Although there is no violence in my hands, and my prayer is pure.
18 E ka honua, mai uhi oe i ko'u koko, Aole hoi e haawi i wahi no kuu uwe ana.
O earth, cover not thou my blood, and let my cry have no resting-place.
19 Ano hoi, aia ma ka lani kuu mea ike maka, A o kuu mea hoike ma na wahi kiekie.
Even now, behold, my Witness is in heaven, and He that testifieth of me is on high.
20 O kuu poe hoino, o ko'u mau makamaka no ia: Ke hu aku nei kuu maka i ke Akua.
Mine inward thoughts are my intercessors, mine eye poureth out tears unto God;
21 Ina he mea e uwao me ke Akua no ke kanaka, E like me ke kanaka no kona hoalauna!
That He would set aright a man contending with God, as a son of man setteth aright his neighbour!
22 A hala he hapa na makahiki, Alaila e hele aku au i ke ala aole au e hoi hou mai.
For the years that are few are coming on, and I shall go the way whence I shall not return.
