Hiob 21
1 Na Hiob buaa sɛ,
Then Job answered,
2 “Montie me nsɛm no yie. Momma yei nyɛ awerɛkyekyerɛ a mode ma me.
“Listen diligently to my speech. Let this be your consolation.
3 Monnya ntoboaseɛ mma me ɛberɛ a merekasa, na sɛ mekasa wie a, monkɔso nni fɛ.
Allow me, and I also will speak. After I have spoken, mock on.
4 “Me nwiinwii hyɛ onipa anaa? Adɛn enti na ɛsɛ sɛ menya ntoboaseɛ?
As for me, is my complaint to man? Why shouldn’t I be impatient?
5 Monhwɛ me, na mo ho nnwiri mo; momfa mo nsa nkata mo ano.
Look at me, and be astonished. Lay your hand on your mouth.
6 Sɛ medwene yei ho a, mebɔ hu; na me ho popo.
When I remember, I am troubled. Horror takes hold of my flesh.
7 Adɛn enti na amumuyɛfoɔ tena nkwa mu? Wɔnyini kyɛ na wɔkɔ so di tumi.
“Why do the wicked live, become old, yes, and grow mighty in power?
8 Wɔhunu wɔn mma a atwa wɔn ho ahyia no nkɔsoɔ, wɔhunu wɔn nananom.
Their child is established with them in their sight, their offspring before their eyes.
9 Ɔhaw nni wɔn afie na ehu nni hɔ; Onyankopɔn asotwe mma wɔn so.
Their houses are safe from fear, neither is the rod of God upon them.
10 Wɔn anantwinini nyɛ akrawa; na wɔn anantwibereɛ wo a, wɔmpɔn.
Their bulls breed without fail. Their cows calve, and don’t miscarry.
11 Wɔka wɔn mma bɔ mu te sɛ nnwankuo; na emu mmotafowa no hurihuri.
They send out their little ones like a flock. Their children dance.
12 Wɔto nnwom wɔ akasaeɛ ne sankuo so; na wɔde atɛntɛbɛn nnyegyeeɛ gye wɔn ani.
They sing to the tambourine and harp, and rejoice at the sound of the pipe.
They spend their days in prosperity. In an instant they go down to Sheol. (Sheol h7585)
14 Nanso wɔka kyerɛ Onyankopɔn sɛ, ‘Firi yɛn so! Yɛmpɛ sɛ yɛhunu wʼakwan.
They tell God, ‘Depart from us, for we don’t want to know about your ways.
15 Hwan ne otumfoɔ no a ɛsɛ sɛ yɛsom no? Sɛ yɛbɔ no mpaeɛ a mfasoɔ bɛn na yɛbɛnya?’
What is the Almighty, that we should serve him? What profit should we have, if we pray to him?’
16 Nanso, wɔn nkɔsoɔ no nni wɔn nsam, enti metwe me ho firi amumuyɛfoɔ afutuo ho.
Behold, their prosperity is not in their hand. The counsel of the wicked is far from me.
17 “Nanso mpɛn ahe na wɔdum amumuyɛfoɔ kanea? Mpɛn ahe na amanehunu ba wɔn so, deɛ Onyankopɔn firi nʼabufuo mu de ba no?
“How often is it that the lamp of the wicked is put out, that their calamity comes on them, that God distributes sorrows in his anger?
18 Mpɛn ahe na wɔyɛ sɛ ɛserɛ wɔ mframa ano, te sɛ ntɛtɛ a mframa den bi apra wɔn?
How often is it that they are as stubble before the wind, as chaff that the storm carries away?
19 Wɔka sɛ, ‘Onyankopɔn kora onipa asotwe so de twɛn ne mma.’ Ɛsɛ sɛ ɔtwe ɔnipa no ankasa aso ma ɔhunu.
You say, ‘God lays up his iniquity for his children.’ Let him recompense it to himself, that he may know it.
20 Ma wɔn ankasa ani nhunu wɔn sɛeɛ; ma Otumfoɔ abufuhyeɛ no nka wɔn ani.
Let his own eyes see his destruction. Let him drink of the wrath of the Almighty.
21 Wɔn abusuafoɔ a wɔagya wɔn akyire no renya hwee nʼagyapadeɛ nyinaa bɛsɛe.
For what does he care for his house after him, when the number of his months is cut off?
22 “Obi bɛtumi akyerɛ Onyankopɔn nyansa, wɔ ɛberɛ a ɔbu atitire mpo atɛn?
“Shall any teach God knowledge, since he judges those who are high?
23 Obi wu wɔ ɛberɛ a ɔwɔ ahoɔden; ne ho tɔ no na nʼaso mu adwo no,
One dies in his full strength, being wholly at ease and quiet.
24 na ne onipadua yɛ frɔmm, na ɛhon ahyɛ ne nnompe ma.
His pails are full of milk. The marrow of his bones is moistened.
25 Ɔfoforɔ nso de ɔkra mu yeadie wu, a wanka asetena pa anhwɛ da.
Another dies in bitterness of soul, and never tastes of good.
26 Wɔsie wɔn nyinaa wɔ mfuturo korɔ mu, ma asonson korɔ no ara nuka wɔn.
They lie down alike in the dust. The worm covers them.
27 “Mahunu mo adwene, ɛkwan a mopɛ sɛ mobu me fɔ.
“Behold, I know your thoughts, the plans with which you would wrong me.
28 Mopɛ sɛ moka kyerɛ me sɛdeɛ asikafoɔ ne amumuyɛfoɔ, wɔn bɔne enti, wɔhwere wɔn agyapadeɛ nyinaa.
For you say, ‘Where is the house of the prince? Where is the tent in which the wicked lived?’
29 Nanso mommisa wɔn a wɔtu kwan; wɔbɛka akyerɛ mo sɛ
Haven’t you asked wayfaring men? Don’t you know their evidences,
30 onipa bɔne nya ne ti didi mu amanehunu da, na wɔgyaa no ma no dwane abufuhyeɛ da.
that the evil man is reserved to the day of calamity, that they are led out to the day of wrath?
31 Hwan na ɔtumi kasa nʼanim? Hwan na ɔtua no deɛ wayɛ so ka?
Who will declare his way to his face? Who will repay him what he has done?
32 Wɔsoa no kɔ damena mu, na wɔwɛn nʼaboda.
Yet he will be borne to the grave. Men will keep watch over the tomb.
33 Bɔnhwa mu dɔteɛ yɛ no dɛ; nnipa nyinaa di nʼakyi, na ɛdɔm a wɔntumi nkan wɔn di nʼanim.
The clods of the valley will be sweet to him. All men will draw after him, as there were innumerable before him.
34 “Enti ɛbɛyɛ dɛn na mode mo nsɛnhunu akyekyere me werɛ? Mo mmuaeɛ nyɛ hwee sɛ atorɔ!”
So how can you comfort me with nonsense, because in your answers there remains only falsehood?”
