Hiob 7
1 “Asase so som nyɛ den mma onipa anaa? Ne nkwa nna nte sɛ ɔpaani deɛ?
Is there not a warfare to man on earth? And as the days of an hireling his days?
2 Sɛdeɛ akoa ani gyina anwummerɛ sunsumma, anaasɛ ɔpaani ho pere no nʼakatua ho no,
As a servant desireth the shadow, And as a hireling expecteth his wage,
3 saa ara na wɔatwa abosome hunu ato me hɔ, ne anadwo a ɔhaw wɔ mu ama me.
So I have been caused to inherit months of vanity, And nights of misery they numbered to me.
4 Sɛ meda a, medwene bisa sɛ, ‘Ɛberɛ bɛn na adeɛ bɛkye?’ Nanso anadwo twam nkakrankakra, na mepere kɔsi ahemadakye.
If I lay down then I said, 'When do I rise!' And evening hath been measured, And I have been full of tossings till dawn.
5 Asonsono ne aporɔporɔ ahyɛ me honam ma, me honam asɛe na ɛrefiri nsuo.
Clothed hath been my flesh [with] worms, And a clod of dust, My skin hath been shrivelled and is loathsome,
6 “Me nna kɔ ntɛm sene ɔnwomfoɔ akurokurowa, na ɛkɔ awieeɛ a anidasoɔ biara nni muo.
My days swifter than a weaving machine, And they are consumed without hope.
7 Ao Onyankopɔn, kae sɛ me nkwanna te sɛ ahomeɛ; na merennya anigyeɛ bio da.
Remember Thou that my life [is] a breath, Mine eye turneth not back to see good.
8 Ani a ɛhunu me seesei renhunu me bio; mobɛhwehwɛ me, nanso na menni hɔ bio.
The eye of my beholder beholdeth me not. Thine eyes [are] upon me — and I am not.
Consumed hath been a cloud, and it goeth, So he who is going down to Sheol cometh not up. (Sheol h7585)
10 Ɔrensane mma ne fie da biara da; nʼatenaeɛ renkae no bio.
He turneth not again to his house, Nor doth his place discern him again.
11 “Ɛno enti meremmua mʼano; mɛfiri me honhom ahoyera mu akasa, mɛfiri me kra ɔyea mu anwiinwii.
Also I — I withhold not my mouth — I speak in the distress of my spirit, I talk in the bitterness of my soul.
12 Meyɛ ɛpo anaa aboa kɛseɛ a ɔwɔ ebunu mu anaa, na mode me ahyɛ ɔwɛmfoɔ nsa yi?
A sea -[monster] am I, or a dragon, That thou settest over me a guard?
13 Sɛ medwene sɛ menya awerɛkyekyerɛ wɔ me mpa so, na mʼakonwa adwodwo mʼanwiinwii ano a,
When I said, 'My bed doth comfort me,' He taketh away in my talking my couch.
14 ɛno mpo na wode adaeɛso yi me hu na wode anisoadehunu hunahuna me,
And thou hast affrighted me with dreams, And from visions thou terrifiest me,
15 ɛno enti mepɛ akɔmfohyɛ ne owuo, sene me onipadua yi.
And my soul chooseth strangling, Death rather than my bones.
16 Memmu me nkwa; mentena ase afebɔɔ. Monnyaa me; na me nna nka hwee.
I have wasted away — not to the age do I live. Cease from me, for my days [are] vanity.
17 “Ɔdasani ne hwan a ne ho hia wo sei, na wʼani ku ne ho,
What [is] man that Thou dost magnify him? And that Thou settest unto him Thy heart?
18 na wohwehwɛ ne mu anɔpa biara na wosɔ no hwɛ ɛberɛ biara?
And inspectest him in the mornings, In the evenings dost try him?
19 Worenyi wʼani mfiri me so da, anaasɛ worennyaa me ɛberɛ tiawa bi mpo anaa?
How long dost Thou not look from me? Thou dost not desist till I swallow my spittle.
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?
I have sinned, what do I to Thee, O watcher of man? Why hast Thou set me for a mark to Thee, And I am for a burden to myself — and what?
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.”
Thou dost not take away my transgression, And cause to pass away mine iniquity, Because now, for dust I lie down: And Thou hast sought me — and I am not!
