Hiob 9
1 Na Hiob kasaa bio sɛ:
And Job answereth and saith: —
2 “Aane, menim sɛ yei yɛ nokorɛ. Na ɛbɛyɛ dɛn na ɔdasani bɛtene wɔ Onyankopɔn anim?
Truly I have known that [it is] so, And what — is man righteous with God?
3 Sɛ obi pɛ sɛ ɔne Onyankopɔn yiyi a, ɔrentumi nyi nsɛm apem mu baako mpo ano.
If he delight to strive with Him — He doth not answer him one of a thousand.
4 Ne nyansa mu dɔ, na ne tumi so. Hwan na ɔne no adi asie na ne ho baabiara anti?
Wise in heart and strong in power — Who hath hardened toward Him and is at peace?
5 Ɔtutu mmepɔ a wɔnnim ho hwee ɔbubu wɔn fa so wɔ nʼabufuo mu.
Who is removing mountains, And they have not known, Who hath overturned them in His anger.
6 Ɔwoso asase firi ne siberɛ, na ɔma ne nnyinasoɔ woso biribiri.
Who is shaking earth from its place, And its pillars move themselves.
7 Ɔkasa kyerɛ owia na ɛnhyerɛn, na ɔsɔ nsoromma hyerɛn ano.
Who is speaking to the sun, and it riseth not, And the stars He sealeth up.
8 Ɔno nko ara na ɔtrɛ ɔsoro mu, na ɔnante ɛpo asorɔkye so.
Stretching out the heavens by Himself, And treading on the heights of the sea,
9 Ɔno ne Nwenwenente, Akokɔbaatan ne ne mma Yɛfoɔ; Nsorommabafan ne ewiem anafoɔ fam nsorommakuo no.
Making Osh, Kesil, and Kimah, And the inner chambers of the south.
10 Ɔyɛ anwanwadeɛ a wɔntumi nte aseɛ, nsɛnkyerɛnneɛ a wɔntumi nkan.
Doing great things till there is no searching, And wonderful, till there is no numbering.
11 Sɛ ɔnam me ho a, menhunu no; sɛ ɔsene a, menhunu no.
Lo, He goeth over by me, and I see not, And He passeth on, and I attend not to it.
12 Sɛ ɔhwim kɔ a, hwan na ɔsi no kwan? Hwan na ɔbɛtumi abisa no sɛ, ‘Ɛdeɛn na woreyɛ yi?’
Lo, He snatches away, who bringeth it back? Who saith unto Him, 'What dost Thou?'
13 Onyankopɔn nkora nʼabufuo so; Rahab aboafoɔ mpo ho popo wɔ nʼanim.
God doth not turn back His anger, Under Him bowed have proud helpers.
14 “Na me ne hwan a me ne no bɛyiyi? Mɛyɛ dɛn anya nsɛm a me ne no de bɛgye akyinnyeɛ?
How much less do I — I answer Him? Choose out my words with Him?
15 Sɛ menim mpo a, merentumi nyi nʼano; ɛno ara ne sɛ mɛsrɛ ahummɔborɔ afiri me ɔtemmufoɔ nkyɛn.
Whom, though I were righteous, I answer not, For my judgment I make supplication.
16 Mpo, sɛ mefrɛ no na ɔba a, mennye nni sɛ ɔbɛtie mʼasɛm.
Though I had called and He answereth me, I do not believe that He giveth ear [to] my voice.
17 Ɔde asorɔkye bɛdwerɛ me ama mʼapirakuro adɔɔso kwa.
Because with a tempest He bruiseth me, And hath multiplied my wounds for nought.
18 Ɔremma menya mʼahome, bio. Ɔde awerɛhoɔ bɛhyɛ me ma tɔ.
He permitteth me not to refresh my spirit, But filleth me with bitter things.
19 Sɛ ɛba no ahoɔden a, ɔyɛ ɔhoɔdenfoɔ! Na sɛ ɛba atɛntenenee nso a, hwan na ɔbɛsamane no?
If of power, lo, the Strong One; And if of judgment — who doth convene me?
20 Sɛ medi bem mpo a, mʼano bɛbu me kumfɔ; sɛ me ho nni asɛm a, ɛbɛbu me fɔ.
If I be righteous, Mine mouth doth declare me wicked, Perfect I am! — it declareth me perverse.
21 “Ɛwom sɛ medi bem deɛ, nanso memmu me ho; abrabɔ afono me.
Perfect I am! — I know not my soul, I despise my life.
22 Ne nyinaa yɛ pɛ; ɛno enti na meka sɛ, ‘Ɔsɛe deɛ ne ho nni asɛm ne omumuyɛfoɔ.’
It is the same thing, therefore I said, 'The perfect and the wicked He is consuming.'
23 Ɛberɛ a amanehunu de owuo aba no, ɔsere deɛ ne ho nni asɛm no akomatuo.
If a scourge doth put to death suddenly, At the trial of the innocent He laugheth.
24 Ɛberɛ a asase akɔ amumuyɛfoɔ nsam no, ɔfira ɛso atemmufoɔ ani. Sɛ ɛnyɛ ɔno a, na ɛyɛ hwan?
Earth hath been given Into the hand of the wicked one. The face of its judges he covereth, If not — where, who [is] he?
25 “Me nna ho yɛ herɛ sene ommirikatufoɔ; ɛsene kɔ a anigyeɛ kakra mpo nni mu.
My days have been swifter than a runner, They have fled, they have not seen good,
26 Ɛtwam kɔ sɛ akodoɔ a wɔde paparɔs ayɛ te sɛ akɔdeɛ a wɔreto akyere wɔn ahaboa.
They have passed on with ships of reed, As an eagle darteth on food.
27 Sɛ meka sɛ, ‘Me werɛ mfiri mʼanwiinwii, mɛsesa me nsɛm ka, na masere a,’
Though I say, 'I forget my talking, I forsake my corner, and I brighten up!'
28 me yea ahodoɔ no bɔ me hu ara. Na menim sɛ, woremmu me bem.
I have been afraid of all my griefs, I have known that Thou dost not acquit me.
29 Woabu me fɔ dada enti, adɛn na ɛsɛ sɛ meha me ho kwa?
I — I am become wicked; why [is] this? [In] vain I labour.
30 Mpo sɛ ɛba sɛ mede samina dware na mede samina hohoro me nsa ho a,
If I have washed myself with snow-water, And purified with soap my hands,
31 wobɛto me atwene atɛkyɛ amena mu, ama mʼatadeɛ mpo akyiri me.
Then in corruption Thou dost dip me, And my garments have abominated me.
32 “Ɔnyɛ onipa te sɛ me na mayi nʼano, na yɛakɔgyina asɛnniiɛ abobɔ yɛn nkuro.
But if a man like myself — I answer him, We come together into judgment.
33 Sɛ anka obi wɔ hɔ a ɔbɛsiesie yɛn ntam na waka yɛn baanu abɔ mu a,
If there were between us an umpire, He doth place his hand on us both.
34 obi a ɔbɛyi Onyankopɔn abaa afiri me so, sɛdeɛ nʼahunahuna mmɔ me hu bio a,
He doth turn aside from off me his rod, And His terror doth not make me afraid,
35 anka mɛkasa a merensuro no, nanso saa tebea a mewɔ mu yi deɛ, mentumi.
I speak, and do not fear Him, But I am not right with myself.
