Joba 24
1 Tsy mikafitse amy El-Sadai o sa-o, Akore te tsy mahaoniñe o andro’eo o mahafohiñe azeo?
“Why aren’t times laid up by the Almighty? Why don’t those who know him see his days?
2 Ao ty mameve vorovoro: ie mitavañe naho mampibotseke lia-raike.
There are people who remove the landmarks. They violently take away flocks, and feed them.
3 Roahe’ iareo añe ty borìkem-bode-rae, vaho rambese’ iereo ho tsoake ty vosi’ i vantotsey.
They drive away the donkey of the fatherless, and they take the widow’s ox for a pledge.
4 Ampisitahe’ iereo amy lalañey ty poie’e; mitrao-pietake o rarake an-tane atoio.
They turn the needy out of the way. The poor of the earth all hide themselves.
5 Hehe te hoe borìke-ly an-dratraratra añe ty irembea’ iareo mitsindroke; hera hamahan-kaneñe amo ana’eo ty fatrambey.
Behold, as wild donkeys in the desert, they go out to their work, seeking diligently for food. The wilderness yields them bread for their children.
6 Tatahe’ iereo ze haneñe an-kivok’ ao, vaho timpone’ iereo ty an-tanem-bahen-do-tserek’ ao.
They cut their food in the field. They glean the vineyard of the wicked.
7 Miboridañe t’ie mialeñe, tsy aman-tsaroñe, tsy amam-bodo amy hanintsiñey.
They lie all night naked without clothing, and have no covering in the cold.
8 Len-oram-bohitse iereo, vihineñe ty lamilamy amy t’ie tsy amam-pipalirañe.
They are wet with the showers of the mountains, and embrace the rock for lack of a shelter.
9 Eo ty mitavam-bode-rae am-patroa vaho andrambesan-tsoak’ ty rarake.
There are those who pluck the fatherless from the breast, and take a pledge of the poor,
10 Ampandenàñe tsy aman-tsikiñe ty miboridañe, tavane’ iareo ty taho’ o salikoeñeo,
so that they go around naked without clothing. Being hungry, they carry the sheaves.
11 ie mamboatse menake an-kijoly ao; mandia am-piriritan-divay, f’ie maran-drano.
They make oil within the walls of these men. They tread wine presses, and suffer thirst.
12 Miñeoñeoñe an-drova ao ondatio, mikoiake ty fiai’ o fereo; f’ie tsy anesehan’ Añahare hagegeañe.
From out of the populous city, men groan. The soul of the wounded cries out, yet God doesn’t regard the folly.
13 Mpiamo mpiola amo hazavàñeo, tsy fohi’ iareo o sata’eo, tsy imoneña’ iareo o lala’eo.
“These are of those who rebel against the light. They don’t know its ways, nor stay in its paths.
14 Mitroatse te mazava i mpañoho-dozay, hanjevoa’e o rarakeo naho o poie’eo, ie haleñe manao malaso.
The murderer rises with the light. He kills the poor and needy. In the night he is like a thief.
15 Mandiñe mielizava ty masom-panao havambañe, hoe re: tsy honiñam-pihaino, mbore honohonoe’e ty tarehe’e.
The eye also of the adulterer waits for the twilight, saying, ‘No eye will see me.’ He disguises his face.
16 Ie añ’ieñe ro mampigorabak’ anjomba, antoandro migabeñe ao: tsy fohi’ iereo ty hazavàñe.
In the dark they dig through houses. They shut themselves up in the daytime. They don’t know the light.
17 Talinjom-piantantiritse ama’e ty maraindray: mahazats’ aze ty fampangebahebahan- kamoromoroñañe.
For the morning is to all of them like thick darkness, for they know the terrors of the thick darkness.
18 Vore mikafo an-drano eo iereo; fatra an-tane ty anjara’e, tsy itsileañe ty mb’an-tanem-bahe’e.
“They are foam on the surface of the waters. Their portion is cursed in the earth. They don’t turn into the way of the vineyards.
19 Mamotseke ranom-panala ty tariñandroke naho ty hain-tane: Izay ka ty kibory amo manan-tahiñeo. (Sheol h7585)
Drought and heat consume the snow waters, so does Sheol those who have sinned. (Sheol h7585)
20 Handikok’ aze i hoviñey; an-kaehake ty fihinanan’ oletse aze ampara’ te tsy tiahy ka: ie pozaheñe hoe hatae i lo-tserekey.
The womb will forget him. The worm will feed sweetly on him. He will be no more remembered. Unrighteousness will be broken as a tree.
21 Joie’e i betsiterakey, tsy soa’e ty vantotse.
He devours the barren who don’t bear. He shows no kindness to the widow.
22 Kozozote’e amañ-ozatse ty fanalolahy; mitroatse re le iatoa’ ia ty havelo’e.
Yet God preserves the mighty by his power. He rises up who has no assurance of life.
23 Tolora’e fañarovañe, le iatoa’iareo; mbore jilove’e o lala’iareoo.
God gives them security, and they rest in it. His eyes are on their ways.
24 Onjoneñe betebeteke iereo, naho mifiotse añe; afotsake naho atontoñe ao manahake o ila’e iabio; vaho miheatse hoe t’ie lengom-boto-tsako.
They are exalted; yet a little while, and they are gone. Yes, they are brought low, they are taken out of the way as all others, and are cut off as the tops of the ears of grain.
25 Aa naho tsy Izay, ia ty hamente t’ie mavande hampikoake i entakoy?
If it isn’t so now, who will prove me a liar, and make my speech worth nothing?”
