Siope 6
1 Ka naʻe leaange ʻa Siope, ʻo ne pehē,
Then Job answered,
2 “Taumaiā kuo fakatatau totonu ʻa ʻeku mamahi, pea ke ʻai kātoa ʻeku mamahi ki he meʻa fakatatau!
"Oh that my anguish were weighed, and all my calamity laid in the balances.
3 He ko eni, ʻe mamafa lahi ia ki he ʻoneʻone ʻoe tahi: ko ia kuo fōngia hifo ai ʻeku ngaahi lea.
For now it would be heavier than the sand of the seas, therefore have my words been rash.
4 He ʻoku ʻi loto ʻiate au ʻae ngaahi ngahau ʻoe Māfimafi, ko hono kona ʻo ia ʻoku ne inumia hoku laumālie: ʻoku tuʻu tali tau pe kiate au ʻae ngaahi fakailifia ʻae ʻOtua.
For the arrows of Shaddai are within me. My spirit drinks up their poison. The terrors of God set themselves in array against me.
5 He ʻoku tangi ʻae ʻasi kai vao ʻoka maʻu ʻe ia ʻae mohuku? Pe ʻoku tangi ʻae pulu ʻi heʻene kai?
Does the wild donkey bray when he has grass? Or does the ox low over his fodder?
6 ʻE faʻa kai ʻae meʻa ifoifonoa taʻehamāsima? Pe ʻoku ai ha ifo ʻi he nāunau ʻoe foʻi manu?
Can that which has no flavor be eaten without salt? Or is there any taste in the white of an egg?
7 Ko e ngaahi meʻa naʻe fehiʻa hoku laumālie ke ala ki ai, ko ʻeku meʻakai mamahi ia.
My soul refuses to touch them. They are as loathsome food to me.
8 “Taumaiā ke u lavaʻi ʻeku kole; pea tuku mai ʻe he ʻOtua ʻae meʻa ʻoku ou holi ki ai!
"Oh that I might have my request, that God would grant the thing that I long for,
9 ʻIo, ke lelei ki he ʻOtua ke tāmateʻi au; ke ne tukuange hono nima, ʻo motuhi au!
even that it would please God to crush me; that he would let loose his hand, and cut me off.
10 Pehē te u toki maʻu ai ʻae fiemālie; ʻio, te u tali mālohi au ki he mamahi ke ʻoua naʻa ne mamae; he naʻe ʻikai te u fufū ʻae ngaahi folofola ʻae tokotaha māʻoniʻoni.
Be it still my consolation, yes, let me exult in pain that doesn't spare, that I have not denied the words of the Holy One.
11 He ko e hā hoku mālohi, koeʻuhi ke u ʻamanaki ʻeau; pea ko e hā hoku ngataʻanga, koeʻuhi ke u fakatolonga ai pe ʻeku moʻui?
What is my strength, that I should wait? What is my end, that I should be patient?
12 He ko e mālohi ʻoe ngaahi maka ʻa hoku mālohi? Pe ko e palasa ʻa hoku kakano?
Is my strength the strength of stones? Or is my flesh of bronze?
13 ʻIkai ʻoku ʻiate au haku tokoni? Pea kuo kapusi ʻaupito ʻae poto ʻiate au?
Isn't it that I have no help in me, That wisdom is driven quite from me?
14 “ʻOka mamahi ha taha [ʻoku ngali ]ke ʻofa kiate ia ʻa hono kāinga; ka ʻoku ne liʻaki ʻe ia ʻae manavahē ki he Māfimafi.
"To the despairing, kindness should be shown from his friend; even to him who forsakes the fear of Shaddai.
15 Kuo fai kākā ʻa hoku kāinga ʻo hangē ko ha vaitafe, pea hangē ko e ʻoho ʻoe vai ʻoku nau mole atu;
My brothers have dealt deceitfully as a brook, as the channel of brooks that pass away;
16 He ʻoku ʻuliʻuli ia koeʻuhi ko e ʻaisi, ʻaia ʻoku lilo ʻi ai ʻae ʻuha hinehina:
Which are black by reason of the ice, in which the snow hides itself.
17 ʻOka māmāfana ia, ʻoku nau mole: pea ʻoka ʻaʻafu, ʻoku ʻauha leva ia mei hono potu.
In the dry season, they vanish. When it is hot, they are consumed out of their place.
18 Ko e ngaahi hala ʻo honau tafeʻanga kuo fakakehe; ʻoku fakaʻaʻau ʻo ʻikai, pea mole.
The caravans that travel beside them turn aside. They go up into the waste, and perish.
19 Naʻe kumi lahi ʻe he kakai ʻo Tima, ko e kau fononga ʻo Sipa naʻa nau tatali ki ai.
The caravans of Tema looked. The companies of Sheba waited for them.
20 Naʻa nau puputuʻu koeʻuhi naʻa nau ʻamanaki; naʻa nau haʻu ki ai, pea mā.
They were distressed because they were confident. They came there, and were confounded.
21 He ko e meʻa noa pe foki ʻakimoutolu; ʻoku mou mamata ki hoku lī ki lalo, pea ʻoku mou ilifia.
For now you are nothing. You see a terror, and are afraid.
22 He ne u pehē, ‘Tokoni mai?’ Pe, ‘Foaki mai ha meʻa mei hoʻomou koloa?’
Did I say, 'Give to me?' or, 'Offer a present for me from your substance?'
23 Pe, ‘Fakamoʻui au mei he nima ʻoe fili? Pe, ‘Huhuʻi au mei he nima ʻoe mālohi?’
or, 'Deliver me from the adversary's hand?' or, 'Redeem me from the hand of the oppressors?'
24 “Akonakiʻi au, pea te u longo pe: pea mou fai ke u ʻilo pe kuo u hē ʻi he hā.
"Teach me, and I will hold my peace. Cause me to understand wherein I have erred.
25 Hono ʻikai mālohi ʻae ngaahi lea totonu! Ka ʻoku valokiʻi ʻae hā ʻe hoʻomou valoki?
How forcible are words of uprightness. But your reproof, what does it reprove?
26 He ʻoku mou pehē ke valokiʻi ʻae ngaahi lea, mo e ngaahi tala ʻo ha taha kuo tuʻutāmaki, ʻoku hangē ha matangi?
Do you intend to reprove words, seeing that the speeches of one who is desperate are as wind?
27 ʻIo, ʻoku mou lemohekina ʻae tamai mate, pea mou keli ha luo ki homou kāinga.
Yes, you would even cast lots for the fatherless, and make merchandise of your friend.
28 Ko ia, mou fiemālie, ʻo vakai kiate au; he ʻoku ʻilongofua kiate kimoutolu ʻo kapau ʻoku ou kākā.
Now therefore be pleased to look at me, for surely I shall not lie to your face.
29 ʻOku ou kole, mou toe fakakaukau he ʻoku ʻi ai ʻeku māʻoniʻoni.
Please return. Let there be no injustice. Yes, return again. My cause is righteous.
30 He ʻoku ai ha angahala ʻi hoku ʻelelo? ʻIkai ʻe faʻa ʻilo ʻe hoku ngutu ʻae ngaahi meʻa kovi?
Is there injustice on my tongue? Can't my taste discern mischievous things?
