Hopa 14
1 Ko te tangata i whanau i te wahine, he torutoru ona ra; ki tonu ano i te raruraru.
“Man, who is born of a woman, is of few days, and full of trouble.
2 Ano he puawai ia e puta mai ana, e kotia iho ana: rere ana ia, ano he atarangi, kahore hoki he tumautanga.
He grows up like a flower, and is cut down. He also flees like a shadow, and doesn’t continue.
3 E titiro mai ano ranei ou kanohi ki te penei? E mea ranei koe i ahau kia whakawa taua ki a taua?
Do you open your eyes on such a one, and bring me into judgement with you?
4 Ko wai hei homai i te mea ma i roto i te mea poke? Hore rawa.
Who can bring a clean thing out of an unclean? Not one.
5 Kua rite na hoki nga ra mona: kei a koe te maha o ona marama; takoto rawa i a koe te tikanga mona, a e kore ia e whiti ki tua.
Seeing his days are determined, the number of his months is with you, and you have appointed his bounds that he can’t pass.
6 Tahuri ke atu te titiro i a ia, kia ai ona pariratanga, kia ata tutuki ai tona ra, kia rite ai ki o te kaimahi.
Look away from him, that he may rest, until he accomplishes, as a hireling, his day.
7 Ka ai hoki he whakaaronga ki te rakau i tapahia, tera ano e pariri, e kore ano hoki e mutu te wana o tona pihi.
“For there is hope for a tree if it is cut down, that it will sprout again, that the tender branch of it will not cease.
8 Ahakoa kua tawhitotia tona pakiaka a ki te whenua, a kua mate tona tinana i roto i te oneone;
Though its root grows old in the earth, and its stock dies in the ground,
9 Heoi ma te haunga o te wai ka pihi, ka kokiri ona peka ano ko ta te mea tupu.
yet through the scent of water it will bud, and sprout boughs like a plant.
10 Ko te tangata ia, mate iho, marere noa iho; ae, ka hamo te tangata, a kei hea ia?
But man dies, and is laid low. Yes, man gives up the spirit, and where is he?
11 Pera i nga wai e he mai nei i te moana, i te awa e mimiti ana, ka maroke;
As the waters fail from the sea, and the river wastes and dries up,
12 E pera ana ano te tangata, e takoto ana a kahore he whakatikanga ake: kahore he marangatanga ake mo ratou, a kia kore ra ano nga rangi; e kore ano ratou e ara i to ratou moe.
so man lies down and doesn’t rise. Until the heavens are no more, they will not awake, nor be roused out of their sleep.
13 Aue, kia huna noatia oti ahau e koe ki te po, kia waihotia noatia iho ahau e koe kia ngaro ana, kia hoki ra ano tou riri; kia rohea noatia mai e koe tetahi wa moku, a ka mahara mai ai ano ki ahau! (Sheol h7585)
“Oh that you would hide me in Sheol, that you would keep me secret until your wrath is past, that you would appoint me a set time and remember me! (Sheol h7585)
14 Ki te mate te tangata, e ora ano ranei ia? Ka tatari ahau i nga ra katoa o toku ngananga, kia tae mai ra ano he whakaputanga moku.
If a man dies, will he live again? I would wait all the days of my warfare, until my release should come.
15 Mau e karanga, kia whakao atu ai ahau; kahore hoki e kore ka matenui koe ki te mahi a ou ringa.
You would call, and I would answer you. You would have a desire for the work of your hands.
16 Inaianei hoki e taua ana e koe oku hikoinga; he teka ianei e matatau tonu mai ana koe ki toku hara?
But now you count my steps. Don’t you watch over my sin?
17 Hiri rawa toku he ki roto ki te putea, tuitui rawa e koe toku kino.
My disobedience is sealed up in a bag. You fasten up my iniquity.
18 He pono ko te maunga e horo ana e memeha noa ake ana, e nekehia ana te toka i tona wahi;
“But the mountain falling comes to nothing. The rock is removed out of its place.
19 E ngau ana te wai i nga kohatu; ma tona puhaketanga e horoi atu te puehu o te whenua; a whakangaromia iho e koe te tumanako a te tangata.
The waters wear the stones. The torrents of it wash away the dust of the earth. So you destroy the hope of man.
20 Taea ana ia e koe ake tonu atu, a pahure ana ia; puta ke ana i a koe tona mata, a tonoa atu ana ia kia haere.
You forever prevail against him, and he departs. You change his face, and send him away.
21 Ko te whakahonoretanga o ana tama, kahore e mohiotia e ia; ka hoki iho ratou hei ware, heoi kahore tetahi aha o ratou e maharatia e ia.
His sons come to honour, and he doesn’t know it. They are brought low, but he doesn’t perceive it of them.
22 E mamae ano ia te kikokiko o tona tinana, a ka tangi tona wairua i roto i a ia.
But his flesh on him has pain, and his soul within him mourns.”
