Job 16
1 Na Job el topuk ac fahk,
Then Job, answering, said:
2 “Nga lohng tari kain sramsram ingan meet; Ac kas in kasru lomtal ingan mwe na akkeok.
I have often heard such things; you are all aggravating comforters.
3 Mea, komtal ac sramsram na nwe tok? Ya komtal lungse in komtal na pa aksafye sramsram uh pacl nukewa?
Will there be no end to windy words? Or is it at all a burden to you, if you speak?
4 Funu komtal pa nga, ac nga pa komtal, Nga lukun ku pac in fahk ma nukewa komtal fahk ingan. Nga lukun usruk pac sifuk oana ngan pakomutomtal, Ac fahkot kas puspis in lain kowos.
I, too, can speak like you; and I also wish that your soul favored my soul. I would also comfort you with speeches and would wag my head over you.
5 Nga lukun akkeye komtal ke kas in kasru, Ac srumun pacna kutu kas saya in akwoye komtal.
I would strengthen you with my mouth, and would move my lips, as if being lenient to you.
6 “Tusruktu kas nga fahk uh tiana kasreyu, Ac nga fin mutana tia kas, ac tia pacna aksrikyela mwaiok luk uh.
But what can I do? When I am speaking, my grief will not be quiet; and if I am quiet, it will not withdraw from me.
7 O God, kom oru nga arulana foroti; Kom tuh lela sou luk in anwukla.
But now my grief has crushed me, and all my limbs have been reduced to nothing.
8 Kom kapriyuwi. Kom mwet lokoalok luk. Inge nga sri na kolo, Ac mwet uh pangon mu ma inge akpwayei lah oasr ma koluk luk.
My wrinkles bear witness against me, and a liar rises up against my face, contradicting me.
9 “In kasrkusrak lal, God El eya kupasr nukewa ke monuk, El foloyak ac suiyuwi.
He has gathered together his fury towards me, and, threatening me, he has roared against me with his teeth; my enemy has beheld me with terrible eyes.
10 Mwet uh isrunyu; Elos kahkeni nu yuruk ac puok likintupuk.
They have opened their mouths against me, and, reproaching me, they have struck me on the cheek; they are nourished by my sufferings.
11 God El eisyuyang nu inpoun mwet koluk.
God has confined me with the immoral, and he has delivered me into the hands of the impious.
12 Nga tuh muta in misla, Na God El sruokya kwawuk; El puokyu nwe itungyuwi. El oreyu oana sie mwe lutlut pisr,
I, who once was wealthy, am now crushed. He has grabbed me by my neck; he has broken me and has placed me before him as a sign.
13 Ac pisrik sukan pisr nu keik liki acn nukewa — Sukan pisr inge fakisyu ac kanteyuwi; Ne ouinge, el tiana luman pakomutuk.
He has surrounded me with his lances. He has severely wounded my lower back, he has not been lenient, and he has poured out my organs upon the earth.
14 El nuna fakisyu na Oana sie mwet mweun ma wella ke srunga lal uh.
He has cut me with wound after wound. He has rushed upon me like a giant.
15 “Nga asor ac nokomang nuknuk yohk eoa, Ac nga pituki na muta infohk uh, lip na pwaye.
I have sewn sackcloth over my skin, and I have covered my body with ashes.
16 Nga tung nwe srusrala atronmutuk, Ac kulun mutuk fafwak ac inken tungla.
My face is swollen from weeping, and my eyelids have dimmed my vision.
17 Tusruktu nga tiana oru kutena ouiya sulallal, Ac nga pre nu sin God ke inse na pwaye.
These things I have endured without iniquity in my hand, while I held pure prayers before God.
18 “O Faclu, nimet okanla ma koluk ma orek nu sik! Nimet tulokinya pang luk ke nga suk nununku suwohs!
O earth, do not conceal my blood, nor let my outcry find a hiding place in you.
19 Aok pwayena, oasr mwet se inkusrao Su ac fah tuyak wiyu lac, ac kasreyu.
For behold, my witness is in heaven, and my confidante is on high.
20 Mwet kawuk luk inge elos aksruksrukeyu; Ac sronin mutuk kahkla nu sin God.
My friends are full of words; my eye rains tears upon God.
21 Nga ke sie mwet ah in kwafe sin God keik, Oana ke sie mwet el kwafe ke mwet kawuk lal.
And I wish that a man might be so judged before God, just as the son of man is judged with his assistant!
22 Yac luk somsomlana, Ac nga fahsr ke soko inkanek ma nga tia ku in foloko we me.
For behold, a few years pass by, and I am walking a path by which I will not return.
