Hiob 9
1 Na Hiob kasaa bio sɛ:
Then Job answered,
2 “Aane, menim sɛ yei yɛ nokorɛ. Na ɛbɛyɛ dɛn na ɔdasani bɛtene wɔ Onyankopɔn anim?
“Truly I know that it is so, but how can man be just with God?
3 Sɛ obi pɛ sɛ ɔne Onyankopɔn yiyi a, ɔrentumi nyi nsɛm apem mu baako mpo ano.
If he is pleased to contend with him, he can’t answer him one time in a thousand.
4 Ne nyansa mu dɔ, na ne tumi so. Hwan na ɔne no adi asie na ne ho baabiara anti?
God is wise in heart, and mighty in strength. Who has hardened himself against him and prospered?
5 Ɔtutu mmepɔ a wɔnnim ho hwee ɔbubu wɔn fa so wɔ nʼabufuo mu.
He removes the mountains, and they don’t know it, when he overturns them in his anger.
6 Ɔwoso asase firi ne siberɛ, na ɔma ne nnyinasoɔ woso biribiri.
He shakes the earth out of its place. Its pillars tremble.
7 Ɔkasa kyerɛ owia na ɛnhyerɛn, na ɔsɔ nsoromma hyerɛn ano.
He commands the sun and it doesn’t rise, and seals up the stars.
8 Ɔno nko ara na ɔtrɛ ɔsoro mu, na ɔnante ɛpo asorɔkye so.
He alone stretches out the heavens, and treads on the waves of the sea.
9 Ɔno ne Nwenwenente, Akokɔbaatan ne ne mma Yɛfoɔ; Nsorommabafan ne ewiem anafoɔ fam nsorommakuo no.
He makes the Bear, Orion, and the Pleiades, and the rooms of the south.
10 Ɔyɛ anwanwadeɛ a wɔntumi nte aseɛ, nsɛnkyerɛnneɛ a wɔntumi nkan.
He does great things past finding out; yes, marvelous things without number.
11 Sɛ ɔnam me ho a, menhunu no; sɛ ɔsene a, menhunu no.
Behold, he goes by me, and I don’t see him. He passes on also, but I don’t perceive him.
12 Sɛ ɔhwim kɔ a, hwan na ɔsi no kwan? Hwan na ɔbɛtumi abisa no sɛ, ‘Ɛdeɛn na woreyɛ yi?’
Behold, he snatches away. Who can hinder him? Who will ask him, ‘What are you doing?’
13 Onyankopɔn nkora nʼabufuo so; Rahab aboafoɔ mpo ho popo wɔ nʼanim.
“God will not withdraw his anger. The helpers of Rahab stoop under him.
14 “Na me ne hwan a me ne no bɛyiyi? Mɛyɛ dɛn anya nsɛm a me ne no de bɛgye akyinnyeɛ?
How much less will I answer him, and choose my words to argue with him?
15 Sɛ menim mpo a, merentumi nyi nʼano; ɛno ara ne sɛ mɛsrɛ ahummɔborɔ afiri me ɔtemmufoɔ nkyɛn.
Though I were righteous, yet I wouldn’t answer him. I would make supplication to my judge.
16 Mpo, sɛ mefrɛ no na ɔba a, mennye nni sɛ ɔbɛtie mʼasɛm.
If I had called, and he had answered me, yet I wouldn’t believe that he listened to my voice.
17 Ɔde asorɔkye bɛdwerɛ me ama mʼapirakuro adɔɔso kwa.
For he breaks me with a storm, and multiplies my wounds without cause.
18 Ɔremma menya mʼahome, bio. Ɔde awerɛhoɔ bɛhyɛ me ma tɔ.
He will not allow me to catch my breath, but fills me with bitterness.
19 Sɛ ɛba no ahoɔden a, ɔyɛ ɔhoɔdenfoɔ! Na sɛ ɛba atɛntenenee nso a, hwan na ɔbɛsamane no?
If it is a matter of strength, behold, he is mighty! If of justice, ‘Who,’ says he, ‘will summon me?’
20 Sɛ medi bem mpo a, mʼano bɛbu me kumfɔ; sɛ me ho nni asɛm a, ɛbɛbu me fɔ.
Though I am righteous, my own mouth will condemn me. Though I am blameless, it will prove me perverse.
21 “Ɛwom sɛ medi bem deɛ, nanso memmu me ho; abrabɔ afono me.
I am blameless. I don’t respect myself. I despise my life.
22 Ne nyinaa yɛ pɛ; ɛno enti na meka sɛ, ‘Ɔsɛe deɛ ne ho nni asɛm ne omumuyɛfoɔ.’
“It is all the same. Therefore I say he destroys the blameless and the wicked.
23 Ɛberɛ a amanehunu de owuo aba no, ɔsere deɛ ne ho nni asɛm no akomatuo.
If the scourge kills suddenly, he will mock at the trial of the innocent.
24 Ɛberɛ a asase akɔ amumuyɛfoɔ nsam no, ɔfira ɛso atemmufoɔ ani. Sɛ ɛnyɛ ɔno a, na ɛyɛ hwan?
The earth is given into the hand of the wicked. He covers the faces of its judges. If not he, then who is it?
25 “Me nna ho yɛ herɛ sene ommirikatufoɔ; ɛsene kɔ a anigyeɛ kakra mpo nni mu.
“Now my days are swifter than a runner. They flee away. They see no good.
26 Ɛtwam kɔ sɛ akodoɔ a wɔde paparɔs ayɛ te sɛ akɔdeɛ a wɔreto akyere wɔn ahaboa.
They have passed away as the swift ships, as the eagle that swoops on the prey.
27 Sɛ meka sɛ, ‘Me werɛ mfiri mʼanwiinwii, mɛsesa me nsɛm ka, na masere a,’
If I say, ‘I will forget my complaint, I will put off my sad face, and cheer up,’
28 me yea ahodoɔ no bɔ me hu ara. Na menim sɛ, woremmu me bem.
I am afraid of all my sorrows. I know that you will not hold me innocent.
29 Woabu me fɔ dada enti, adɛn na ɛsɛ sɛ meha me ho kwa?
I will be condemned. Why then do I labor in vain?
30 Mpo sɛ ɛba sɛ mede samina dware na mede samina hohoro me nsa ho a,
If I wash myself with snow, and cleanse my hands with lye,
31 wobɛto me atwene atɛkyɛ amena mu, ama mʼatadeɛ mpo akyiri me.
yet you will plunge me in the ditch. My own clothes will abhor me.
32 “Ɔnyɛ onipa te sɛ me na mayi nʼano, na yɛakɔgyina asɛnniiɛ abobɔ yɛn nkuro.
For he is not a man, as I am, that I should answer him, that we should come together in judgment.
33 Sɛ anka obi wɔ hɔ a ɔbɛsiesie yɛn ntam na waka yɛn baanu abɔ mu a,
There is no umpire between us, that might lay his hand on us both.
34 obi a ɔbɛyi Onyankopɔn abaa afiri me so, sɛdeɛ nʼahunahuna mmɔ me hu bio a,
Let him take his rod away from me. Let his terror not make me afraid;
35 anka mɛkasa a merensuro no, nanso saa tebea a mewɔ mu yi deɛ, mentumi.
then I would speak, and not fear him, for I am not so in myself.
