Hiob 10
1 “Abrabɔ afono me; enti mɛka mʼasɛm a meremfa hwee nsie na mɛkasa afi me kra yawdi mu.
"My soul is weary of my life. I will give free course to my complaint. I will speak in the bitterness of my soul.
2 Mɛka akyerɛ Onyankopɔn se: Mmu me kumfɔ, na mmom kyerɛ kwaadu a wobɔ me.
I will tell God, 'Do not condemn me. Show me why you contend with me.
3 Ɛyɛ wo fɛ sɛ wohyɛ me so, de po wo nsa ano adwuma, na woserew hwɛ amumɔyɛfo nhyehyɛe?
Is it good to you that you should oppress, that you should despise the work of your hands, and smile on the counsel of the wicked?
4 Wowɔ ɔhonam mu ani ana? Wuhu ade te sɛ ɔdesani ana?
Do you have eyes of flesh? Or do you see as man sees?
5 Wo nkwanna te sɛ ɔdesani anaa wo mfe te sɛ onipa hoɔdenfo,
Are your days as the days of mortals, or your years as man's years,
6 a enti ɛsɛ sɛ wohwehwɛ me mfomso na wopɛɛpɛɛ me bɔne mu?
that you inquire after my iniquity, and search after my sin?
7 Ɛwɔ mu, wunim sɛ minni fɔ, na obiara nso ntumi nnye me mfi wo nsam.
Although you know that I am not wicked, there is no one who can deliver out of your hand.
8 “Wo nsa na ɛnwenee me na ɛbɔɔ me. Afei wobɛdan wo ho asɛe me ana?
"'Your hands have framed me and fashioned me altogether, yet you destroy me.
9 Kae sɛ wonwen me sɛ dɔte. Na wobɛdan me ayɛ me mfutuma bio ana?
Remember, I beg you, that you have fashioned me as clay. Will you bring me into dust again?
10 So woanhwie me sɛ nufusu na woammɔ me toa sɛ srade,
Haven't you poured me out like milk, and curdled me like cheese?
11 amfa were ne honam ankata me ho ankeka nnompe ne ntin antoatoa mu ana?
You have clothed me with skin and flesh, and knit me together with bones and sinews.
12 Womaa me nkwa, yii ayamye kyerɛɛ me, na ɔhwɛsie mu wohwɛɛ me honhom so.
You have granted me life and loving kindness. Your visitation has preserved my spirit.
13 “Nanso eyi na wode siee wo koma mu, na minim sɛ na eyi wɔ wʼadwene mu.
Yet you hid these things in your heart. I know that this is with you:
14 Sɛ meyɛɛ bɔne a anka wobɛhwɛ me na wobɛma me so asotwe.
if I sin, then you mark me. You will not acquit me from my iniquity.
15 Na sɛ midi fɔ a, nnome nka me! Na sɛ mpo midi bem a, merentumi mma me ti so, efisɛ aniwu ahyɛ me ma na mʼamanehunu amene me.
If I am wicked, woe to me. If I am righteous, I still shall not lift up my head, being filled with disgrace, and conscious of my affliction.
16 Na sɛ mema me ti so a, wodɛɛdɛɛ me sɛ gyata, na bio woda wʼanwonwatumi no adi tia me.
And if I lift myself up, you hunt me like a lion. Again you show yourself powerful to me.
17 Wode nnansefo foforo betia me na woma wʼabufuw ano yɛ den wɔ me so; wʼasraafo tu ba me so bere biara.
You renew your witnesses against me, and increase your indignation on me. Changes and warfare are with me.
18 “Adɛn nti na woma wɔwoo me? Ɛkaa me nko a anka miwui ansa na ani bi rehu me.
"'Why, then, have you brought me forth out of the womb? I wish I had given up the spirit, and no eye had seen me.
19 Sɛ anka mamma nkwa yi mu, anaasɛ wɔsoaa me fi awotwaa mu de me kɔɔ ɔda mu tee!
I should have been as though I had not been. I should have been carried from the womb to the grave.
20 So ɛnkaa kakraa bi na me nna kakraa no to ntwaa ana? Gyaa me na minya anigye bere tiaa bi
Aren't my days few? Cease then. Leave me alone, that I may find a little comfort,
21 ansa na makɔ koransan kusuuyɛ ne sunsuma kabii asase so,
before I go where I shall not return from, to the land of darkness and of the shadow of death;
22 asase a ɛyɛ anadwo sum kabii, sum kabii ne sakasaka, baabi a ɛhɔ hann mpo te sɛ sum.”
the land dark as midnight, of the shadow of death, without any order, where the light is as midnight.'"
