Siope 10

1 “ʻOku fiu hoku laumālie ʻi heʻeku moʻui; te u tuku au ke u lāunga; te u lea ʻi he mamahi ʻo hoku laumālie.

My soul is weary of my life. I will release my words against myself. I will speak in the bitterness of my soul.

2 Te u pehē ki he ʻOtua, ʻoua naʻa ke tuku au ko e halaia; fakahā mai pe ko e hā ʻoku ke fakamamahiʻi ai au.

I will say to God: Do not be willing to condemn me. Reveal to me why you judge me this way.

3 He ʻoku taau mo koe ke fakamamahi, koeʻuhi ke ke fehiʻa ki he ngāue ʻa ho nima, ka ke fakamaama ki he fakakaukau ʻae angahala?

Does it seem good to you, if you find fault with me and oppress me, the work of your own hands, and assist the counsel of the impious?

4 He ʻoku ke mata fakakakano? Pe ʻoku ke mamata ʻo hangē ko e mamata ʻae tangata?

Do you have bodily eyes? Or, just as man sees, will you see?

5 He ʻoku tatau ho ngaahi ʻaho mo e ngaahi ʻaho ʻoe tangata? Mo ho ngaahi taʻu mo e ngaahi ʻaho ʻoe tangata,

Are your days just like the days of man, and are your years as the times of humans,

6 Koeʻuhi ʻoku ke ʻekea ʻeku angahala, mo ke hakule ʻa ʻeku fai kovi?

so that you would inquire about my iniquity and examine my sin?

7 ‌ʻOku ke ʻilo ʻoku ʻikai te u fai kovi, pea ʻoku ʻikai ha taha ʻe faʻa fakahaofi mei ho nima.

And you know that I have done nothing impious, yet there is no one who can deliver from your hand.

8 “Kuo ngaohi au ʻe ho nima mo fakafuofua takatakai au; ka ʻoku ke tāmateʻi au.

Your hands have made me and formed me all around, and, in this way, do you suddenly throw me away?

9 ‌ʻOku ou kole kiate koe, ke ke manatuʻi, kuo ke ngaohi au ʻo hangē ko e ʻumea pea te ke toe ʻomi au ki he efu?

Remember, I ask you, that you have fashioned me like clay, and you will reduce me to dust.

10 He naʻe ʻikai te ke lilingi au ʻo hangē ko e huʻahuhu, mo fakafefeka au ʻo hangē ko e siisi?

Have you not extracted me like milk and curdled me like cheese?

11 Kuo ke fakakofuʻaki au ʻae kili mo e kakano, pea kuo ke ʻāʻi au ʻaki ʻae ngaahi hui mo e uoua.

You have clothed me with skin and flesh. You have put me together with bones and nerves.

12 Kuo ke tuku kiate au ʻae moʻui mo e ʻofa, pea kuo fakatolonga ʻeku moʻui ʻi hoʻo faʻa ʻaʻahi.

You have assigned to me life and mercy, and your visitation has preserved my spirit.

13 Pea kuo ke fufū ʻae ngaahi meʻa ni ʻi ho loto: ʻoku ou ʻilo ʻoku ʻiate koe eni.

Though you may conceal this in your heart, yet I know that you remember everything.

14 Kapau te u fai hala, ʻoku ke fakaʻilongaʻi au, pea ʻe ʻikai te ke fakatonuhiaʻi au mei heʻeku angahia.

If I have sinned, and you have spared me for an hour, why do you not endure me to be clean from my iniquity?

15 Kapau ʻoku ou fai hala ko au pe ʻe malaʻia; pea kapau te u māʻoniʻoni, kae ʻikai te u faʻa hanga hake hoku ʻulu. ʻOku ou pito ʻi he puputuʻu; ko ia ke ke vakai ki heʻeku mamahi;

And if I should be impious, woe to me, and if I should be just, I will not lift up my head, being drenched with affliction and misery.

16 He ʻoku tupulekina ia. ʻOku ke tuli au ʻo hangē ko ha laione fekai: pea ʻoku ke toe fakahā ʻo fakamanavahē koe kiate au.

And because of pride, you will seize me like a lioness, and having returned, you torment me to an extraordinary degree.

17 ‌ʻOku ke fakafoʻou hoʻo kau fakamoʻoni kiate au, pea ke fakalahi ho houhau kiate au; ʻoku tautaufetongi ʻae tau kiate au.

You renew your testimony against me, and you multiply your wrath against me, and these punishments make war within me.

18 “Pea ko e hā kuo ke ʻomi ai au mei he manāva? Taumaiā ne u mate, ke ʻoua naʻa mamata ha mata kiate au!

Why did you lead me out of the womb? If only I had been consumed, so that no eye would ever see me!

19 Ka ne pehē te u hangē naʻe ʻikai te u ʻi ai; pea ʻe fua au mei he manāva ki he faʻitoka.

I should have been as if I had not been: transferred from the womb to the tomb.

20 ‌ʻIkai ʻoku siʻi pe hoku ngaahi ʻaho, pea tuku muʻa, ʻo tuku ai pe au, kau fakafiemālie siʻi,

Will not my few days be completed soon? Release me, therefore, so that I may lament my sorrows a little,

21 ‌ʻI he teʻeki ai te u ʻalu pea ʻikai te u toe haʻu, ʻio, ki he fonua ʻoe fakapoʻuli mo e ʻata ʻoe mate;

before I depart and return no more to a land that is dark and covered with the fog of death,

22 Ko e fonua ʻoe fakapoʻuli, ʻo hangē ko e poʻuli ʻoe ʻata ʻoe mate, ʻo taʻeʻiai ha fakatonutonu, pea ʻoku tatau hono nima mo e fakapoʻuli.’”

a land of misery and darkness, where the shadow of death, and nothing else but everlasting horror, dwells.