Job 10
1 “Ike ịdị ndụ agwụla m. Hapụnụ m ka m kwuo ihe dị m nʼobi, kwupụta ya dịka obi ilu nke mkpụrụobi m si dị.
My soul is weary of my life; I will leave my complaint upon myself; I will speak in the bitterness of my soul.
2 Ihe m ga-agwa Chineke bụ nke a: Apụtala maa m ikpe, kama gwa m ihe mere i ji ama m ikpe.
I will say unto God, Do not condemn me; show me wherefore you contend with me.
3 Ọ dị gị mma nʼobi imegbu m, si otu a leda ọrụ aka gị anya, mgbe ị na-anabata atụmatụ nke ndị na-emebi iwu?
Is it good unto you that you should oppress, that you should despise the work of your hands, and shine upon the counsel of the wicked?
4 Ị nwere anya nke anụ ahụ? Ị na-ahụ ụzọ dịka mmadụ si ahụ?
Have you eyes of flesh? or see you as man sees?
5 Ụbọchị nke gị, ha dịka nke ndị nwere anụ ahụ, ka afọ nke gị, ha dịka nke mmadụ dị ike?
Are your days as the days of man? are your years as man's days,
6 Nke ga-eme na i na-achọpụta ikpe ọmụma m ma nyochaa mmehie m?
That you enquire after mine iniquity, and search after my sin?
7 Ọ bụ ezie na ị maara na ikpe amaghị m, na ọ dịghị onye pụrụ ịnapụta m site nʼaka gị.
You know that I am not wicked; and there is none that can deliver out of your hand.
8 “Ọ bụ aka gị kpụrụ m kee m. Ọ ga-atụgharịa ugbu a bibie m?
your hands have made me and fashioned me together round about; yet you do destroy me.
9 Cheta na ị kpụrụ m dịka ụrọ. Ị ga-eme ka m laghachi nʼaja ọzọ?
Remember, I plead to you, that you have made me as the clay; and will you bring me into dust again?
10 Ọ bụ na ị wụpụghị m dịka mmiri ara ehi mee ka m kpụkọta dịka mmiri ara rahụrụ arahụ?
Have you not poured me out as milk, and curdled me like cheese?
11 Yikwasị m akpụkpọ ahụ na anụ ahụ, werekwa ọkpụkpụ na akwara kpaa m dịka uwe?
You have clothed me with skin and flesh, and have fenced me with bones and sinews.
12 I nyere m ndụ gosikwa m obiọma gị, nʼịdị mma gị chebekwara mmụọ m.
You have granted me life and favour, and your visitation has preserved my spirit.
13 “Ma nke a bụ ihe i zoro nʼime obi gị, amakwa m na ọ bụ ihe dị gị nʼuche.
And these things have you hid in your heart: I know that this is with you.
14 Ọ bụrụ na m mehiere, ị ga na-ele m anya, ị gaghị ekwe ka m ghara ịta ahụhụ nʼihi mmehie m.
If I sin, then you mark me, and you will not acquit me from mine iniquity.
15 Ọ bụrụ na ikpe mara m, ahụhụ na-adịrị m! A sịkwarị na aka m dị ọcha, apụghị m iweli isi m elu nʼihi na ejupụtara m nʼihere, bụrụkwa onye e mibara nʼime nsogbu m.
If I be wicked, woe unto me; and if I be righteous, yet will I not lift up my head. I am full of confusion; therefore see you mine affliction;
16 Ọ bụrụ na m welie m isi elu, dịka ọdụm ị ga-eji nwayọọ na-eso m nʼazụ ma werekwa ike gị dị egwu megide m.
For it increases. You hunt me as a fierce lion: and again you show yourself marvellous upon me.
17 I na-eweta ndị ama ọhụrụ megide m, mee ka iwe gị baa ụba nʼebe m nọ; ị na-eme ka ndị agha gị na-abịakwute m, otu nʼelu ibe ya dịka ebili mmiri.
You renew your witnesses against me, and increase your indignation upon me; changes and war are against me.
18 “Gịnị mere i ji wepụta m site nʼafọ nne m? Ọ gaara aka m mma ịnwụ tupu anya ọbụla ahụ m.
Wherefore then have you brought me forth out of the womb? Oh that I had given up the spirit, and no eye had seen me!
19 A sịkwarị na amụpụtaghị m maọbụ na e sitere nʼafọ nne m buba m nʼime ili!
I should have been as though I had not been; I should have been carried from the womb to the grave.
20 Ụbọchị ndụ m ọ dịghị ole na ole? Si nʼebe m nọ wezuga onwe gị ka m nwetu ọṅụ nwa mgbe nta,
Are not my days few? cease then, and let me alone, that I may take comfort a little,
21 tupu m hapụ laa nʼala ọchịchịrị na onyinyo nke ọnwụ ebe m na-agaghị esi pụtakwa.
Before I go whence I shall not return, even to the land of darkness and the shadow of death;
22 Nʼala nke oke ọchịchịrị, ala nke onyinyo ọnwụ, nke usoro na-adịghị, ebe ọbụladị ìhè dịkwa ka ọchịchịrị.”
A land of darkness, as darkness itself; and of the shadow of death, without any order, and where the light is as darkness.
