Ioba 3
1 MAHOPE iho o keia, pane ae la ko Ioba waha, a hoino aku la ia i kona la.
After this Job opened his mouth, and cursed his day.
2 Olelo mai la o Ioba, i mai la,
Job answered:
3 E poho wale iho ka la a'u i hanau ai, A me ka po i oleloia, ua hapaiia he keikikane.
"Let the day perish in which I was born, the night which said, 'A man is conceived.'
4 E lilo ua la la i pouli; Mai manao ke Akua ia mai luna mai, Aole hoi e alohi mai ka malamalama maluna ona.
Let that day be darkness. May God above not care about it, neither let the light shine on it.
5 E haukae ka pouli a me ka malu make ia la; E kau ka naulu maluna ona; E hooweliweli na wela o ka la ia ia.
Let darkness and the shadow of death claim it for their own. Let a cloud dwell on it. Let the blackness of the day terrify it.
6 A o ua po la, e lawe aku ka pouli ia ia; Aole e hui pu ia oia me na la o ka makahiki; Mai hookomoia oia iloko o ka helu ana o na malama.
As for that night, let thick darkness seize on it. Let it not rejoice among the days of the year. Let it not come into the number of the months.
7 Aia hoi, o ua po la, e hooneoneoia oia; Aole e hookomoia ka leo olioli iloko ona.
Look, let that night be barren. Let no joyful voice come in it.
8 Na lakou ia e hoino, na ka poe e hoino ana i ua la la, Ka poe makaukau no ke kanikau ana.
Let them curse it who curse the day, who are ready to rouse up leviathan.
9 E hoopouliia na hoku o kona wa molehulehu: E kali aku ia i ka malamalama, a loaa ole; Aole hoi ia e ike i ka wehe ana o ke alaula.
Let the stars of its twilight be dark. Let it look for light, but have none, neither let it see the eyelids of the morning,
10 No ka mea, aole ia i hoopaa i na puka o ka opu o kuu makuwahine, Aole hoi ia i huna i ka popilikia mai ko'u maka aku.
because it did not shut up the doors of my mother's womb, nor did it hide trouble from my eyes.
11 No ke aha la i make ole ai au mai ka opu mai? No ke aha la i kaili ole ia kuu ea i kuu puka ana mai ka opu mai?
"Why did I not die from the womb? Why did I not give up the spirit when my mother bore me?
12 No ke aha la i kokua ai na kuli ia'u? No ke aha hoi na u, i omo aku ai au?
Why did the knees receive me? Or why the breast, that I should suck?
13 Alaila, ua moe iho au ano, a ua maluhia iho, Ua hiamoe iho la au, alaila ua maha iho la au,
For now should I have lain down and been quiet. I should have slept, then I would have been at rest,
14 Me na'lii, a me na kuhina o ka honua, Ka poe i kukulu i na wahi neoneo no lakou:
with kings and counselors of the earth, who built up waste places for themselves;
15 Me na keiki alii paha, ka poe mea gula, Me ka poe i hoopiha i ko lakou mau hale i ke kala:
or with princes who had gold, who filled their houses with silver:
16 A, me he mea la i hanau i ka wa, ua ole au; Me na keiki ike ole i ka malamalama.
or as a hidden untimely birth I had not been, as infants who never saw light.
17 Malaila e hooki ai ka poe hewa i ka hana kolohe ana; Malaila hoi e hoomahaia'i ka poe i luhi o ka ikaika.
There the wicked cease from troubling. There the weary are at rest.
18 A e hoomaha pu ia'i hoi ka poe pio; Aole lakou i lohe i ka leo o ka mea hooluhi.
There the prisoners are at ease together. They do not hear the voice of the taskmaster.
19 O ka mea uuku, a me ka mea nui, aia no malaila; A o ke kauwa, ua kaawale ia mai kona haku aku.
The small and the great are there. The servant is free from his master.
20 No ke aha la i haawiia mai ai ka malamalama i ka mea popilikia, A me ke ola i ka mea eha ma ka naau?
"Why is light given to him who is in misery, life to the bitter in soul,
21 Ka poe e kali ana i ka make, aole i hiki mai, A ua oi ko lakou eli ana ia mea, mamua o na waiwai i hunaia;
Who long for death, but it doesn't come; and dig for it more than for hidden treasures,
22 I ka poe hauoli nui me ka olioli, I ka wa i loaa'i ia lakou ka luakupapau?
who rejoice exceedingly, and are glad, when they can find the grave?
23 I ke kanaka i hunaia kona aoao, I ka mea a ke Akua i hoopuni ai?
Why is light given to a man whose way is hid, whom God has hedged in?
24 No ka mea, ua hiki pu mai ko'u kaniuhu ana me kuu ai ana, A ua nininiia'ku ko'u uwe ana e like me na wai.
For my sighing comes before I eat. My groanings are poured out like water.
25 No ka mea, ua makau au i ka mea makau, a ua hiki mai ia maluna o'u, A o ka mea a'u i weliweli ai ua hele mai ia io'u nei.
For the thing which I fear comes on me, That which I am afraid of comes to me.
26 Aole au i pomaikai, aole hoi i oluolu, Aole hoi i maha; aka, hiki mai ka popilikia.
I am not at ease, neither am I quiet, neither have I rest; but trouble comes."
