Hiob 7
1 “Asase so som nyɛ den mma onipa anaa? Ne nkwa nna nte sɛ ɔpaani deɛ?
Has not man his ordered time of trouble on the earth? and are not his days like the days of a servant working for payment?
2 Sɛdeɛ akoa ani gyina anwummerɛ sunsumma, anaasɛ ɔpaani ho pere no nʼakatua ho no,
As a servant desiring the shades of evening, and a workman looking for his payment:
3 saa ara na wɔatwa abosome hunu ato me hɔ, ne anadwo a ɔhaw wɔ mu ama me.
So I have for my heritage months of pain to no purpose, and nights of weariness are given to me.
4 Sɛ meda a, medwene bisa sɛ, ‘Ɛberɛ bɛn na adeɛ bɛkye?’ Nanso anadwo twam nkakrankakra, na mepere kɔsi ahemadakye.
When I go to my bed, I say, When will it be time to get up? but the night is long, and I am turning from side to side till morning light.
5 Asonsono ne aporɔporɔ ahyɛ me honam ma, me honam asɛe na ɛrefiri nsuo.
My flesh is covered with worms and dust; my skin gets hard and then is cracked again.
6 “Me nna kɔ ntɛm sene ɔnwomfoɔ akurokurowa, na ɛkɔ awieeɛ a anidasoɔ biara nni muo.
My days go quicker than the cloth-worker's thread, and come to an end without hope.
7 Ao Onyankopɔn, kae sɛ me nkwanna te sɛ ahomeɛ; na merennya anigyeɛ bio da.
O, keep in mind that my life is wind: my eye will never again see good.
8 Ani a ɛhunu me seesei renhunu me bio; mobɛhwehwɛ me, nanso na menni hɔ bio.
The eye of him who sees me will see me no longer: your eyes will be looking for me, but I will be gone.
A cloud comes to an end and is gone; so he who goes down into the underworld comes not up again. (Sheol h7585)
10 Ɔrensane mma ne fie da biara da; nʼatenaeɛ renkae no bio.
He will not come back to his house, and his place will have no more knowledge of him.
11 “Ɛno enti meremmua mʼano; mɛfiri me honhom ahoyera mu akasa, mɛfiri me kra ɔyea mu anwiinwii.
So I will not keep my mouth shut; I will let the words come from it in the pain of my spirit, my soul will make a bitter outcry.
12 Meyɛ ɛpo anaa aboa kɛseɛ a ɔwɔ ebunu mu anaa, na mode me ahyɛ ɔwɛmfoɔ nsa yi?
Am I a sea, or a sea-beast, that you put a watch over me?
13 Sɛ medwene sɛ menya awerɛkyekyerɛ wɔ me mpa so, na mʼakonwa adwodwo mʼanwiinwii ano a,
When I say, In my bed I will have comfort, there I will get rest from my disease;
14 ɛno mpo na wode adaeɛso yi me hu na wode anisoadehunu hunahuna me,
Then you send dreams to me, and visions of fear;
15 ɛno enti mepɛ akɔmfohyɛ ne owuo, sene me onipadua yi.
So that a hard death seems better to my soul than my pains.
16 Memmu me nkwa; mentena ase afebɔɔ. Monnyaa me; na me nna nka hwee.
I have no desire for life, I would not be living for ever! Keep away from me, for my days are as a breath.
17 “Ɔdasani ne hwan a ne ho hia wo sei, na wʼani ku ne ho,
What is man, that you have made him great, and that your attention is fixed on him,
18 na wohwehwɛ ne mu anɔpa biara na wosɔ no hwɛ ɛberɛ biara?
And that your hand is on him every morning, and that you are testing him every minute?
19 Worenyi wʼani mfiri me so da, anaasɛ worennyaa me ɛberɛ tiawa bi mpo anaa?
How long will it be before your eyes are turned away from me, so that I may have a minute's breathing-space?
20 Sɛ mayɛ bɔne a, ɛdeɛn na mayɛ woɔ, Ao adasamma so wɛmfoɔ? Adɛn enti na watu wʼani asi me soɔ? Mayɛ adesoa ama wo anaa?
If I have done wrong, what have I done to you, O keeper of men? why have you made me a mark for your blows, so that I am a weariness to myself?
21 Adɛn enti na wonkata me mmarato so na womfa me bɔne nkyɛ me? Ɛrenkyɛre biara, mɛda mfuturo mu. Wobɛhwehwɛ me nanso na menni hɔ bio.”
And why do you not take away my sin, and let my wrongdoing be ended? for now I go down to the dust, and you will be searching for me with care, but I will be gone.
