Yobo 16
1 Yobo azongisaki:
And Job answereth and saith: —
2 « Nayoki maloba ebele ya lolenge oyo; bino nyonso bozali babondisi mabe.
I have heard many such things, Miserable comforters [are] ye all.
3 Kino tango nini bokotika koloba maloba ya pamba-pamba boye? Likambo nini etindi yo lisusu kozongela maloba?
Is there an end to words of wind? Or what doth embolden thee that thou answerest?
4 Ngai mpe nakokaki koloba lokola bino, soki bozalaki na esika na ngai, nakokaki kobimisa maloba ebele mpe koningisa moto mpo na bino.
I also, like you, might speak, If your soul were in my soul's stead. I might join against you with words, And nod at you with my head.
5 Kasi monoko na ngai elingaki kolendisa bino, mpe bibebu na ngai elingaki koningana mpo na kokitisa bino mitema kati na pasi.
I might harden you with my mouth, And the moving of my lips might be sparing.
6 Nzokande, soki nalobi, pasi na ngai ekosila te; bongo soki nakangi monoko nde pasi yango elongwe na bomoi na ngai?
If I speak, my pain is not restrained, And I cease — what goeth from me?
7 Oh Nzambe! Solo penza, olembisi ngai! Obebisi ndako na ngai nyonso,
Only, now, it hath wearied me; Thou hast desolated all my company,
8 ofini-fini ngai makasi penza, mpe kokonda na ngai ekomi ata kotatola mpe kofunda ngai na miso ya bato!
And Thou dost loathe me, For a witness it hath been, And rise up against me doth my failure, In my face it testifieth.
9 Kanda na Yo ezali kopasola mpe kobundisa ngai, okomi ata kolia minu mpo na kosala ngai mabe mpe kotala ngai na miso mabe lokola nde nazali monguna na yo.
His anger hath torn, and he hateth me, He hath gnashed at me with his teeth, My adversary sharpeneth his eyes for me.
10 Bato mabe bafungoli minoko mpo na kotiola ngai, bakomi kobeta ngai bambata na matama mpo na kosambwisa ngai, bango nyonso basaleli ngai likita.
They have gaped on me with their mouth, In reproach they have smitten my cheeks, Together against me they set themselves.
11 Nzambe akabi ngai na maboko ya bato mabe mpe abwaki ngai na manzaka na bango.
God shutteth me up unto the perverse, And to the hands of the wicked turneth me over.
12 Makambo nyonso ezalaki kotambola malamu mpo na ngai, kasi aningisi ngai, akangi ngai na kingo mpe apanzi ngai, akomisi ngai lokola eloko na Ye ya komekela makonga;
At ease I have been, and he breaketh me, And he hath laid hold on my neck, And he breaketh me in pieces, And he raiseth me to him for a mark.
13 makonga na Ye ezingeli ngai, atoboli-toboli libumu na ngai, mpe na mawa te, asopi makila na ngai na mabele.
Go round against me do his archers. He splitteth my reins, and spareth not, He poureth out to the earth my gall.
14 Tango nyonso, azali kaka kozokisa ngai mpe kokweya likolo na ngai lokola elombe.
He breaketh me — breach upon breach, He runneth upon me as a mighty one.
15 Natongi elamba na ngai ya saki na poso ya nzoto na ngai mpe nakundi lokumu na ngai nyonso na se ya putulu.
Sackcloth I have sewed on my skin, And have rolled in the dust my horn.
16 Likolo ya kolela, elongi na ngai ekomi motane, mpe molili ezingeli miso na ngai.
My face is foul with weeping, And on mine eyelids [is] death-shade.
17 Nzokande, maboko na ngai etikala kosala moto mabe te, mpe libondeli na ngai ezalaki kosalema na motema peto.
Not for violence in my hands, And my prayer [is] pure.
18 Oh mabele, kozipa makila na ngai te! Kotika te ete koganga na ngai ezwa tango ya kopema!
O earth, do not thou cover my blood! And let there not be a place for my cry.
19 Wuta sik’oyo, motatoli na ngai azali na Likolo, molobeli na ngai azali na Lola.
Also, now, lo, in the heavens [is] my witness, And my testifier in the high places.
20 Baninga na ngai bakomi koseka ngai; nazali nde kolela epai ya Nzambe na mpinzoli.
My interpreter [is] my friend, Unto God hath mine eye dropped:
21 Boni, ezali solo na molobeli oyo akoki kolobela moto liboso ya Nzambe ndenge moto alobelaka moninga na ye?
And he reasoneth for a man with God, And a son of man for his friend.
22 Solo, motango ya mibu na ngai ekomi pene ya kosila, mpe nakokende na ngai na nzela oyo bato bazongaka lisusu te.
When a few years do come, Then a path I return not do I go.
