Ayuub 3
1 Markaas dabadeed Ayuub intuu afkiisa furay ayuu habaaray maalintii uu dhashay.
After this Job opened his mouth, and cursed the day of his birth.
2 Oo Ayuub intuu hadal bilaabay ayuu yidhi:
Job answered:
3 Dharaartii aan dhashay ha baabba'do Iyo habeenkii la yidhi, Wiil baa calool galay.
“Let the day perish in which I was born, the night which said, ‘There is a boy conceived.’
4 Maalintaasu gudcur ha ahaato; Oo Ilaah yuusan iyada xagga sare kaga fiirsan, Oo nuurkuna yuusan iftiimin.
Let that day be darkness. Don’t let God from above seek for it, neither let the light shine on it.
5 Gudcur iyo hooska dhimashadu iyada mulki ha ka dhigteen. Daruuru ha ku degto, Oo wixii maalin madoobeeya oo dhammu ha cabsiiyeen.
Let darkness and the shadow of death claim it for their own. Let a cloud dwell on it. Let all that makes the day black terrify it.
6 Oo habeenkaasna gudcur weynu ha qabsado, Oo ayaamaha sannadda yuusan ka dhex rayrayn. Oo yuusan soo dhex gelin bilaha tiradooda.
As for that night, let thick darkness seize on it. Let it not rejoice among the days of the year. Let it not come into the number of the months.
7 Bal eeg, habeenkaasu cidla ha noqdo; Oo cod faraxsan yaanu ka dhex yeedhin.
Behold, let that night be barren. Let no joyful voice come therein.
8 Oo isaga ha habaareen kuwa maalinta habaaraa, Oo kicin kara bahalka la yidhaahdo Lewiiyaataan.
Let them curse it who curse the day, who are ready to rouse up leviathan.
9 Fiidka xiddigihiisu gudcur ha noqdeen, Iftiin ha doondoono oo yuusan helin; Oo innaba yuusan arkin kaaha waaberiga.
Let the stars of its twilight be dark. Let it look for light, but have none, neither let it see the eyelids of the morning,
10 Maxaa yeelay, isagu ma uu awdin irdihii maxalka hooyaday, Oo indhahaygana dhib kama uu qarin.
because it didn’t shut up the doors of my mother’s womb, nor did it hide trouble from my eyes.
11 Bal maxaan u dhiman waayay markaan uurka ka soo baxay? Oo maxaa naftu iiga bixi weyday isla markaan caloosha ka soo baxay?
“Why didn’t I die from the womb? Why didn’t I give up the spirit when my mother bore me?
12 Bal jilbuhu maxay ii aqbaleen? Amase naasuhu inaan nuugo?
Why did the knees receive me? Or why the breast, that I should nurse?
13 Waayo, hadda xasilloonaan baan ku jiifi lahaa; Oo waan iska seexan lahaa, oo waan nasan lahaa,
For now I should have lain down and been quiet. I should have slept, then I would have been at rest,
14 Aniga iyo boqorrada iyo lataliyayaasha dunida Oo nafsaddooda taallooyin u dhistay,
with kings and counselors of the earth, who built up waste places for themselves;
15 Iyo amiirradii dahabka lahaan jiray, Oo guryahooda lacagta ka buuxsaday;
or with princes who had gold, who filled their houses with silver;
16 Bal dhicis qarsoon maxaan u ahaan waayay? Ama sida dhallaan aan innaba iftiinka arag?
or as a hidden untimely birth I had not been, as infants who never saw light.
17 Halkaas kuwa sharka ahu cidna kuma sii dhibaan, Oo kuwa daallanuna halkaasay ku nastaan.
There the wicked cease from troubling. There the weary are at rest.
18 Maxaabiistuna halkaasay dhammaantood ku wada istareexaan, Mana ay maqlaan kii dulmi jiray codkiisa.
There the prisoners are at ease together. They don’t hear the voice of the taskmaster.
19 Yar iyo weynba halkaasaa la wada joogaa, Oo addoonkuna sayidkiisa waa ka xor.
The small and the great are there. The servant is free from his master.
20 Bal iftiin maxaa loo siiyaa kan dhibaataysan? Maxaase loo nooleeyaa kan naftiisu la qadhaadhaatay,
“Why is light given to him who is in misery, life to the bitter in soul,
21 Oo dhimasho u xiisooda, oo ayan u imanayn, Oo daraaddeed dhulka u qodqoda intuu khasnado qarsoon qodi lahaa in ka sii badan,
who long for death, but it doesn’t come; and dig for it more than for hidden treasures,
22 Kuwaasoo aad u reyreeya, Oo farxa hadday qabriga heli karaan?
who rejoice exceedingly, and are glad, when they can find the grave?
23 Bal maxaa iftiin loo siiyaa nin jidkiisu qarsoon yahay, Oo Ilaah deyr ku wareejiyey?
Why is light given to a man whose way is hidden, whom God has hedged in?
24 Waayo, intaanan wax cunin ayaan taahaa, Oo cabaadkayguna wuxuu u shubmaa sida biyo oo kale.
For my sighing comes before I eat. My groanings are poured out like water.
25 Waayo, hadba wixii aan ka cabsado ayaa igu soo dega, Oo wixii aan ka baqo ayaa ii yimaada.
For the thing which I fear comes on me, that which I am afraid of comes to me.
26 Ma aan istareexsani, mana aan xasillooni, mana aan nasto; Laakiinse hadba dhibaato baa ii timaada.
I am not at ease, neither am I quiet, neither do I have rest; but trouble comes.”
