Hiob 7
1 “Asase so som nyɛ den mma onipa ana? Ne nkwanna nte sɛ ɔpaani de?
Is there not an appointed time to man upon earth? are not his days also like the days of a worker?
2 Sɛnea akoa ani gyina anwummere sunsuma, anaasɛ ɔpaani ho pere no nʼakatua ho no,
As a servant earnestly desires the shadow, and as a worker looks for the reward of his work:
3 saa ara na wɔatwa asram hunu ato me hɔ, ne anadwo a ɔhaw wɔ mu ama me.
So am I made to possess months of vanity, and wearisome nights are appointed to me.
4 Sɛ meda a, midwen bisa se, ‘Bere bɛn na ade bɛkye?’ Nanso anadwo twa mu nkakrankakra, na mepere kosi ahemadakye.
When I lie down, I say, When shall I arise, and the night be gone? and I am full of tossings back and forth unto the dawning of the day.
5 Asunson ne aporɔporɔw afura me nipadua, me were atetew na ɛrefi nsu.
My flesh is clothed with worms and clods of dust; my skin is broken, and become loathsome.
6 “Me nna kɔ ntɛm sen ɔnwemfo akurokurowa, na ɛkɔ awiei a anidaso biara nni mu.
My days are swifter than a weaver's shuttle, and are spent without hope.
7 Ao, Onyankopɔn, kae sɛ me nkwanna te sɛ ɔhome; na mʼani renhu anigye bio da.
O remember that my life is wind: mine eye shall no more see good.
8 Ani a ehu me mprempren no renhu me bio; mobɛhwehwɛ me, nanso na minni hɔ bio.
The eye of him that has seen me shall see me no more: your eyes are upon me, and I am not.
As the cloud is consumed and vanishes away: so he that goes down to the grave shall come up no more. (Sheol h7585)
10 Ɔrensan mma ne fi da biara da bio; nʼatenae renkae no bio.
He shall return no more to his house, neither shall his place know him any more.
11 “Ɛno nti meremmua mʼano; mifi me honhom ahoyeraw mu akasa, mefi me kra ɔyaw mu anwiinwii.
Therefore I will not refrain my mouth; I will speak in the anguish of my spirit; I will complain in the bitterness of my soul.
12 So meyɛ ɛpo anaa aboa kɛse a ɔwɔ bun mu, na mode me ahyɛ ɔwɛmfo nsa yi?
Am I a sea, or a whale, that you set a watch over me?
13 Sɛ midwen sɛ minya awerɛkyekye wɔ me mpa so, na mʼakongua adwudwo mʼanwiinwii ano a,
When I say, My bed shall comfort me, my couch shall ease my complaints;
14 ɛno mpo na wode adaeso yi me hu na wode anisoadehu hunahuna me,
Then you scare me with dreams, and terrify me through visions:
15 ɛno nti mepɛ ɔsɛn ne owu, sen me nipadua yi.
So that my soul chooses strangling, and death rather than my life.
16 Mimmu me nkwa; mentena ase afebɔɔ. Munnyaa me; na me nna nka hwee.
I loathe it; I would not live always: let me alone; for my days are vanity.
17 “Ɔdesani ne hena a ne ho hia wo sɛɛ, na wʼani ku ne ho,
What is man, that you should magnify him? and that you should set your heart upon him?
18 na wohwehwɛ ne mu anɔpa biara na wosɔ no hwɛ bere biara?
And that you should visit him every morning, and try him every moment?
19 Worennyi wʼani mfi me so da, anaasɛ worennyaa me bere tiaa bi mpo ana?
How long will you not depart from me, nor let me alone till I swallow down my spittle?
20 Sɛ mayɛ bɔne a, dɛn na mayɛ wo, Ao adesamma so wɛmfo? Adɛn nti na watu wʼani asi me so? Mayɛ adesoa ama wo ana?
I have sinned; what shall I do unto you, O you preserver of men? why have you set me as a mark against you, so that I am a burden to myself?
21 Adɛn nti na wonkata me mmarato so na womfa me bɔne nkyɛ me? Ɛrenkyɛ biara, mɛda mfutuma mu. Wobɛhwehwɛ me nanso na minni hɔ bio.”
And why do you not pardon my transgression, and take away my iniquity? for now shall I sleep in the dust; and you shall seek me in the morning, but I shall not be.
