Iyyoob 7
1 “Jireenyi namaa lafa irratti qabsoo cimaa mitii? Barri isaas akkuma bara nama qacaramaa tokkootii mitii?
The life of a man on the earth is a battle, and his days are like the days of a hired hand.
2 Akkuma garbicha gaaddisa galgalaa hawwuu, yookaan akkuma hojjetaa mindaa isaa eegatu tokkoo,
Just as a servant desires the shade, and just as the hired hand looks forward to the end of his work,
3 jiʼoonni faayidaa hin qabne naa qoodaman; halkanoonni dhiphinaas naa ramadaman.
so also have I had empty months and have counted my burdensome nights.
4 Yommuun ciisutti, ‘Ani yoomin kaʼa?’ jedheen yaada. Halkan natti dheerata; anis hamma bariʼutti nan gaggaragala.
If I lie down to sleep, I will say, “When will I rise?” And next I will hope for the evening and will be filled with sorrows even until darkness.
5 Nafni koo raammoo fi qonyanyaa uffateera; gogaan koo babbaqaqee malaʼaa jira.
My flesh is clothed with particles of rottenness and filth; my skin is dried up and tightened.
6 “Barri koo kolloo wayya dhooftuu caalaa ariifata; innis abdii malee dhuma.
My days have passed by more quickly than threads are cut by a weaver, and they have been consumed without any hope.
7 Egaa yaa Waaqayyo, akka jireenyi koo akkuma qilleensaa taʼe yaadadhu; iji koo lammata waan gaarii hin argu.
Remember that my life is wind, and my eye will not return to see good things.
8 Iji amma na argu siʼachi na hin argu; ati na barbaadda; garuu ani hin jiru.
Neither will the sight of man gaze upon me; your eyes are upon me, and I will not endure.
Just as a cloud is consumed and passes away, so he who descends to hell will not ascend. (Sheol h7585)
10 Inni lammata mana isaatti hin deebiʼu; iddoon isaas siʼachi isa hin beeku.
He will not return again to his house, nor will his own place know him any longer.
11 “Kanaafuu ani cal hin jedhu; ani hafuura koo dhiphate sanaan nan dubbadha; hadhaaʼummaa lubbuu kootiinis nan guunguma.
And because of this, I will not restrain my mouth. I will speak in the affliction of my spirit. I will converse from the bitterness of my soul.
12 Ati eegduu natti ramaduun kee, ani galaana moo yookaan bineensa galaanaa ti?
Am I an ocean or a whale, that you have encircled me in a prison?
13 Yommuu ani, ‘Sireen koo na jajjabeessa; wanni ani irra ciisu guungummii koo naa xinneessa’ jedhutti,
If I say, “My bed will comfort me, and I will find rest, speaking with myself on my blanket,”
14 ati abjuu keessa na sodaachifta; mulʼataanis na rifachiifta.
then you will frighten me with dreams, and strike dread through visions,
15 Kanaafuu ani akkasitti jiraachuu irra of hudhee duʼuu nan filadha.
so that, because of these things, my soul would choose hanging, and my bones, death.
16 Jireenya koo nan jibba; ani bara baraan hin jiraadhu. Na dhiisi; jiraachuun koo faayidaa hin qabuutii.
I despair; by no means will I live any longer. Spare me, for my days are nothing.
17 “Akka ati isa leelliftuuf, akka qalbii kee isa irra keessuufis namni maali?
What is man, that you should praise him? Or why do you place your heart near him?
18 Ati ganama ganama isa xiinxaltee yeroo yerootti isa qorta.
You visit him at dawn, and you test him unexpectedly.
19 Ati ija kee narraa hin buqqiftuu? Hamma ani hancufa liqimsutti kophaa koo na hin dhiiftuu?
How long will you not spare me, nor release me to ingest my saliva?
20 Yaa isa nama eegdu, yoon cubbuu hojjedhe iyyuu ani maalan si godha? Ati maaliif waan itti akeekkattu na godhatte? Ani baʼaa sitti taʼeeraa?
I have sinned; what should I do for you, O keeper of men? Why have you set me against you, so that I have become burdensome even to myself?
21 Ati maaliif balleessaa koo irra dabartee cubbuu koo illee naaf hin dhiifne? Yeroon ani itti biyyoo keessa ciisu gaʼeeraatii; ati na barbaadda; garuu ani hin argamu.”
Why do you not steal away my sin, and why do you not sweep away my iniquity? Behold, now I will sleep in the dust, and if you seek me in the morning, I will not remain.
