Hiob 17
1 Me honhom atɔ beraw, me nna so atwa, na ɔda retwɛn me.
My spirit is consumed, and my days are over; the grave is ready for me.
2 Ampa ara fɛwdifo atwa me ho ahyia; ɛsɛ sɛ mehwɛ wɔn atutuwpɛ.
Surely there are mockers with me; my eye must always see their provocation.
3 “Ao Onyankopɔn, hyɛ me bɔ a wuhia. Hena bio na ɔbɛma me bammɔ?
Give now a pledge, be a guarantee for me with yourself; who else is there who will help me?
4 Wɔato wɔn adwene mu a wɔnte asɛm ase; enti woremma wonni nkonim.
For you, God, have kept their hearts from understanding; therefore, you will not exalt them over me.
5 Sɛ obi sopa ne nnamfonom de gye akatua a, ɛbɛhwere ne mma aniwa.
He who denounces his friends for a reward, the eyes of his children will fail.
6 “Onyankopɔn de me ayɛ asɛm a ɛda obiara ano, obi a wɔte ntasu gu nʼani so.
But he has made me a byword of the people; they spit in my face.
7 Awerɛhow ama mʼani ayɛ siamoo me nipadua nyinaa yɛ sunsuma.
My eye is also dim because of sorrow; all my body parts are as thin as shadows.
8 Ɛyɛ atreneefo nwonwa; wɔn a wodi bem tia wɔn a wonni nyamesu.
Upright men will be stunned by this; the innocent man will stir himself up against godless men.
9 Nanso atreneefo bɛkɔ wɔn anim, na wɔn a wɔn nsa ho tew no bɛkɔ so anya ahoɔden.
The righteous man will keep to his way; he who has clean hands will grow stronger and stronger.
10 “Mo nyinaa monsan mmra mmɛsɔ nhwɛ! Na merennya onyansafo wɔ mo mu.
But as for you all, come on now; I will not find a wise man among you.
11 Me nna atwa mu, me nhyehyɛe apansam. Nanso me koma apɛde
My days are past; my plans are shattered, and so are the desires of my heart.
12 ma anadwo dan awia; sum mu koraa no hann bɛn.
These people, these mockers, change the night into day; light is near to darkness.
If the only home I hope for is Sheol; and if I have spread my couch in the darkness; (Sheol h7585)
14 sɛ meka kyerɛ porɔwee se, ‘Wo yɛ mʼagya,’ ne osunson se, ‘Me na’ anaa ‘Me nuabea’ a,
and if I have said to the pit, 'You are my father,' and to the worm, 'You are my mother or my sister,'
15 na afei mʼanidaso wɔ he? Hena na obetumi anya anidaso bi ama me?
where then is my hope? As for my hope, who can see any?
