Hiob 3
1 Akyiri no Hiob kasae, na ɔdomee da a wɔwoo no.
After this opened Job his mouth, and cursed his day.
2 Ɔkae se,
And Job spoke, and said:
3 “Ma da a wɔwoo me no nyera, ne anadwo a wɔkae se, ‘Wɔawo ɔbabarima no!’
Let the day perish wherein I was born, and the night wherein it was said: 'A man-child is brought forth.'
4 Saa da no nnuru sum; mma Ɔsoro Nyankopɔn nhwehwɛ akyi kwan; mma hann biara ntɔ ngu so.
Let that day be darkness; let not God inquire after it from above, neither let the light shine upon it.
5 Ma sum ne owusum nnye no mfa; ma omununkum nkata so; na sum mmunkam ne hann so.
Let darkness and the shadow of death claim it for their own; let a cloud dwell upon it; let all that maketh black the day terrify it.
6 Ma sum kabii nnye saa anadwo no mfa; ma wonyi saa anadwo no mfi asranna so na wɔmmfa nhyɛ ɔsram biara mu.
As for that night, let thick darkness seize upon it; let it not rejoice among the days of the year; let it not come into the number of the months.
7 Saa anadwo no nyɛ obonin; mma wɔnnte anigye nteɛmu wɔ mu.
Lo, let that night be desolate; let no joyful voice come therein.
8 Ma wɔn a wɔdome nna no nnome saa da no; wɔn a wɔayɛ krado sɛ wɔbɛkanyan dɛnkyɛmmirampɔn no.
Let them curse it that curse the day, who are ready to rouse up leviathan.
9 Ma nʼanɔpa nsoromma nnuru sum; na ɔntwɛn adekyee kwa a onhu anɔpawia nsensanee a edi kan no,
Let the stars of the twilight thereof be dark; let it look for light, but have none; neither let it behold the eyelids of the morning;
10 efisɛ anto nea ɔwoo me no awotwaa mu ama wawo me na anka mʼani renhu saa abɛbrɛsɛ yi.
Because it shut not up the doors of my mother's womb, nor hid trouble from mine eyes.
11 “Adɛn nti na manwu awoe hɔ, bere a mifi me na awotwaa mu no?
Why died I not from the womb? Why did I not perish at birth?
12 Adɛn nti na nkotodwe gyee me ne nufu sɛ minnum?
Why did the knees receive me? And wherefore the breasts, that I should suck?
13 Anka sesɛɛ meda hɔ asomdwoe mu; anka mada regye mʼahome
For now should I have lain still and been quiet; I should have slept; then had I been at rest —
14 me ne wiase ahemfo ne fotufo, wɔn a wosisii adan maa wɔn ho na nnɛ yi abubu no,
With kings and counsellors of the earth, who built up waste places for themselves;
15 me ne ahenemma a na wɔwɔ sika kɔkɔɔ, wɔn a wɔde dwetɛ hyɛɛ wɔn afi mu ma.
Or with princes that had gold, who filled their houses with silver;
16 Anaasɛ adɛn nti na wɔansie me sɛ ɔpɔnba, te sɛ akokoaa a wanhu adekyee hann da?
Or as a hidden untimely birth I had not been; as infants that never saw light.
17 Ɛhɔ na amumɔyɛfo gyae basabasayɛ, na abrɛfo nya ahomegye.
There the wicked cease from troubling; and there the weary are at rest.
18 Nneduafo nso nya wɔn ahofadi; na wɔnte nnommumfo wuranom ateɛteɛ bio.
There the prisoners are at ease together; they hear not the voice of the taskmaster.
19 Nketewa ne akɛse wɔ hɔ, na akoa de ne ho fi ne wura nsam.
The small and great are there alike; and the servant is free from his master.
20 “Adɛn nti na wɔma mmɔborɔfo hann, na ɔkra mu ahohiahiafo nya nkwa,
Wherewith is light given to him that is in misery, and life unto the bitter in soul —
21 wɔn a wɔn kɔn dɔ owu nanso ɛmma, wɔn a wɔbrɛ hwehwɛ owu sen sɛnea wɔhwehwɛ nnwetɛbona,
Who long for death, but it cometh not; and dig for it more than for hid treasures;
22 wɔn a anigye ahyɛ wɔn ma na wodu ɔda mu a wodi ahurusi.
Who rejoice unto exultation, and are glad, when they can find the grave? —
23 Adɛn nti na wɔde nkwa ma onipa a ne kwan ahintaw, nea Onyankopɔn aka no ahyɛ mu?
To a man whose way is hid, and whom God hath hedged in?
24 Ahomekokogu adan mʼaduan; na mʼapinisi gu te sɛ nsu.
For my sighing cometh instead of my food, and my roarings are poured out like water.
25 Nea na misuro no aba me so; nea na ɛbɔ me hu no ato me.
For the thing which I did fear is come upon me, and that which I was afraid of hath overtaken me.
26 Minni ahotɔ, minni asomdwoe; minni ahomegye na mmom, ɔhaw nko ara.”
I was not at ease, neither was I quiet, neither had I rest; but trouble came.
