Siope 3

1 Pea hili ia naʻe mafaʻa ʻae ngutu ʻo Siope, ʻo ne lauʻikoviʻi ʻa hono ʻaho.

After this Job opened his mouth, and cursed the day of his birth.

2 Pea lea ʻa Siope, ʻo ne pehē,

Job answered:

3 “Ke ʻauha ʻae ʻaho naʻe fanauʻi ai au, mo e pō ko ia naʻe kalanga ai, ‘Kuo fanauʻi ʻae tama tangata.’

“Let the day perish in which I was born, the night which said, ‘There is a boy conceived.’

4 Ke fakapoʻuli ʻae ʻaho ko ia; ke ʻoua naʻa tokanga ki ai ʻae ʻOtua mei ʻolunga, pea ʻoua naʻa ulo ai ʻae maama.

Let that day be darkness. Don’t let God from above seek for it, neither let the light shine on it.

5 Ke maʻu ia ʻe he fakapoʻuli mo e ʻata ʻoe mate; ke heka maʻu ki ai ʻae ʻao matolu; ke fakailifia ia ʻe he fakapoʻuli ʻoe ʻaho.

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 Ke ʻohofi ʻae pō ko ia ʻe he fakapoʻuli matolu; ke ʻoua naʻa fakahoko ia ki he ngaahi ʻaho ʻoe taʻu, pe kau ia ʻi he lau ʻoe ngaahi māhina.

As for that night, let thick darkness seize on it. Let it not rejoice amongst the days of the year. Let it not come into the number of the months.

7 ‌ʻIo, ke lala ʻae pō ko ia, ke ʻoua naʻa ʻi ai ha leʻo fakafiefia.

Behold, let that night be barren. Let no joyful voice come therein.

8 Ke kapeʻi ia ʻekinautolu ʻoku laukoviʻi ʻae ʻaho, ʻakinautolu ʻoku nau teu ke fai hake ʻenau lāunga.

Let them curse it who curse the day, who are ready to rouse up leviathan.

9 Ke fakapoʻuli ʻae ngaahi fetuʻu ʻo hono efiafi poʻuli; ke holi ia ki he maama, kaeʻoua siʻi naʻa ʻi ai; pea ʻoua naʻa ʻilo ʻe ia ʻae maʻa ʻae ʻaho:

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 Koeʻuhi naʻe ʻikai ke tāpuni ʻae ngaahi matapā ʻoe manāva kiate au, pe fufū ʻae mamahi mei hoku mata.

because it didn’t shut up the doors of my mother’s womb, nor did it hide trouble from my eyes.

11 “Ko e hā naʻe ʻikai ai te u mate mei he manāva? Ko e hā naʻe ʻikai ai te u tukuange hoku laumālie ʻi heʻeku haʻu mei he fatu?

“Why didn’t I die from the womb? Why didn’t I give up the spirit when my mother bore me?

12 Ko e hā naʻe tali teu ʻai au ʻe he foʻi tui? Mo e huhu koeʻuhi ke u huhu ai?

Why did the knees receive me? Or why the breast, that I should nurse?

13 He ka ne ʻikai, pehē kuo u tokoto taʻengāue eni pea longo pe, pea u mohe pe ʻo mālōlō ai,

For now I should have lain down and been quiet. I should have slept, then I would have been at rest,

14 ‌ʻO fakataha mo e ngaahi tuʻi mo e ngaahi pule ʻo māmani, naʻa nau langa moʻonautolu ʻae ngaahi potu naʻe lala;

with kings and counsellors of the earth, who built up waste places for themselves;

15 Pea fakataha mo e ngaahi ʻeiki naʻe maʻu koula, naʻa nau fakapito honau ngaahi fale ʻaki ʻae siliva:

or with princes who had gold, who filled their houses with silver;

16 Pea teu ʻikai ʻo hangē ko e tama tō ʻi he fufū; ʻo hangē ko e fānau ʻoku ʻikai mamata ki he maama.

or as a hidden untimely birth I had not been, as infants who never saw light.

17 ‌ʻOku ngata ʻi ai ʻae fakamamahi ʻe he kau angahala; pea mālōlō ʻi ai ʻae kau ongosia.

There the wicked cease from troubling. There the weary are at rest.

18 ‌ʻOku mālōlō fakataha ai ʻae kau pōpula; ʻoku ʻikai ke nau ongoʻi ai ʻae leʻo ʻoe fakamālohi.

There the prisoners are at ease together. They don’t hear the voice of the taskmaster.

19 ‌ʻOku ʻi ai ʻae iiki mo e lalahi; pea tauʻatāina ai ʻae tamaioʻeiki mei heʻene ʻeiki.

The small and the great are there. The servant is free from his master.

20 “Ko e hā ʻoku tuku ai ʻae maama kiate ia ʻoku ʻi he mamahi, mo e moʻui kiate ia ʻoku laumālie mamahi;

“Why is light given to him who is in misery, life to the bitter in soul,

21 ‌ʻAia ʻoku holi ki he mate, ka ʻoku ʻikai ia; pea lahi ʻene kumi ki ai ʻi heʻene kumi ki he ngaahi koloa fufū;

who long for death, but it doesn’t come; and dig for it more than for hidden treasures,

22 ‌ʻAkinautolu ʻoku nekeneka ʻaupito, mo fiefia, ʻoka nau ka ʻilo ʻae faʻitoka?

who rejoice exceedingly, and are glad, when they can find the grave?

23 [Ko e hā kuo foaki ai ʻae maama ]ki he tangata kuo fakapuli hono hala, pea kuo ʻākilotoa ia ʻe he ʻOtua?

Why is light given to a man whose way is hidden, whom God has hedged in?

24 He ʻoku muʻomuʻa ʻeku ngaahi toʻe ki heʻeku kai, pea ko ʻeku tangi kalanga ʻoku lilingi atu ʻo hangē ko e vai.

For my sighing comes before I eat. My groanings are poured out like water.

25 Hē ko e meʻa ne u manavahē lahi ki ai kuo tō ia kiate au, pea ko ia ne u ilifia ai kuo hoko mai.

For the thing which I fear comes on me, that which I am afraid of comes to me.

26 Naʻe ʻikai te u fiemālie, pe te u mālōlō, pe te u nofo noa pe; ka naʻe hoko pe ʻae mamahi.”

I am not at ease, neither am I quiet, neither do I have rest; but trouble comes.”