Job 13
1 “Wò ó, ojú mi ti rí gbogbo èyí rí, etí mí sì gbọ́, ó sì ti yé mi.
Lo! all [this], hath mine own eye seen, —Mine ear hath heard and understood it:
2 Ohun tí ẹ̀yin mọ̀, èmi mọ̀ pẹ̀lú, èmi kò kéré sí i yin.
Just as ye know, I too, know, I, fall not short, of you.
3 Nítòótọ́ èmi ó bá Olódùmarè sọ̀rọ̀, èmi sì ń fẹ́ bá Ọlọ́run sọ àsọyé.
But indeed, I, unto the Almighty, would speak, and, to direct my argument unto GOD, would I be well pleased.
4 Ẹ̀yin fi irọ́ bá mi sọ̀rọ̀, oníṣègùn lásán ni gbogbo yín.
For, in truth, ye, do besmear with falsehood, Worthless physicians, all of you!
5 Háà! ẹ̀yin kì bá kúkú dákẹ́! Èyí ni kì bá sì ṣe ọgbọ́n yín.
Oh that ye would, altogether hold your peace, and it should serve you for wisdom!
6 Ẹ gbọ́ àwíyé mi nísinsin yìí; ẹ sì fetísílẹ̀ sí àròyé ẹnu mi.
Hear, I pray you, the argument of my mouth, and, to the pleadings of my lips, give heed: —
7 Ẹ̀yin fẹ́ sọ ìsọkúsọ fún Ọlọ́run? Ki ẹ sì fi ẹ̀tàn sọ̀rọ̀ gbè é?
Is it, for God, ye would speak perversely? And, for him, would ye speak deceit:
8 Ẹ̀yin fẹ́ ṣe ojúsàájú rẹ̀? Ẹ̀yin fẹ́ gbèjà fún Ọlọ́run?
Even, for him, would ye be partial? Or, for GOD, would ye [so] plead?
9 Ó ha dára to tí yóò hú àṣírí yín síta, tàbí kí ẹ̀yin tàn án bí ẹnìkan ti í tan ẹnìkejì?
Would it be well, when he searched you out? Or, as one might jest with a mortal, would ye jest, with him?
10 Yóò máa bá yín wí nítòótọ́, bí ẹ̀yin bá ṣe ojúsàájú ènìyàn níkọ̀kọ̀.
He will, severely rebuke, you, if ye are secretly partial.
11 Ìwà ọlá rẹ̀ kì yóò bà yín lẹ́rù bí? Ìpayà rẹ̀ kì yóò pá yín láyà?
Shall not, his majesty, overwhelm you? and, the dread of him, fall upon you?
12 Àwọn òwe yín dàbí eérú, bẹ́ẹ̀ ni àwọn odi ìlú yin dàbí amọ̀.
Are not your memorable sayings, proverbs of ashes? Breastworks of clay, your breastworks?
13 “Ẹ pa ẹnu yín mọ́ kúrò lára mi, kí èmi kí ó lè sọ̀rọ̀, ki ohun tí ń bọ̀ wá í bá mi, le è máa bọ̀.
Quietly let me alone, that, I, may speak out, then let come on me, what may.
14 Ǹjẹ́ nítorí kí ni èmi ṣe ń fi eyín mi bu ẹran-ara mi jẹ, tí mo sì gbé ẹ̀mí mi lé ara mi lọ́wọ́?
In any case, I will take up my flesh in my teeth, and, my life, will I put in my hand:
15 Bí ó tilẹ̀ pa mí, síbẹ̀ èmi ó máa gbẹ́kẹ̀lé e, èmi ó máa tẹnumọ́ ọ̀nà mi níwájú rẹ̀.
Lo! he may slay me, [yet], for him, will I wait, —Nevertheless, my ways—unto his face, will I show to be right:
16 Èyí ni yóò sì ṣe ìgbàlà mi, àgàbàgebè kì yóò wá síwájú rẹ̀.
Even he, will be on my side—unto salvation, For, not before his face, shall any impious person come.
17 Ẹ gbọ́ ọ̀rọ̀ ẹnu mi ní ìfarabalẹ̀, jẹ́ kí ọ̀rọ̀ mí dún ni etí yín.
Hear ye patiently my speech, and be my declaration in your ears.
18 Wò ó nísinsin yìí, èmi ti mura ọ̀ràn mi sílẹ̀; èmi mọ̀ pé a ó dá mi láre.
Lo! I pray you, I have set forth in order a plea, I know that, I, shall be found right.
19 Ta ni òun ti yóò bá mi ṣàròyé? Ǹjẹ́ nísinsin yìí, èmi fẹ́ pa ẹnu mi mọ́, èmi ó sì jọ̀wọ́ ẹ̀mí mi lọ́wọ́.
Who is it that shall contend with me? For, now, if I should hold my peace, why! I should breathe my last!
20 “Ṣùgbọ́n, má ṣe ṣe ohun méjì yìí sí mi, nígbà náà ni èmi kì yóò sì fi ara mi pamọ́ kúrò fún ọ.
Only, two things, do thou not with me, then, from thy face, will I not hide me: —
21 Fa ọwọ́ rẹ sẹ́yìn kúrò lára mi, má sì jẹ́ kí ẹ̀rù rẹ kí ó pá mi láyà.
Thy hand—from off me, take thou far away, and, thy terror, let it not startle me!
22 Nígbà náà ni kí ìwọ kí ó pè, èmi o sì dáhùn, tàbí jẹ́ kí ń máa sọ̀rọ̀, ki ìwọ kí ó sì dá mi lóhùn.
Then call thou, and, I, will answer, Or I will speak, and reply thou unto me.
23 Mélòó ní àìṣedéédéé àti ẹ̀ṣẹ̀ mi? Mú mi mọ̀ ìrékọjá àti ẹ̀ṣẹ̀ mi.
How many are mine iniquities and sins? My transgression and my sin, let me know!
24 Nítorí kí ni ìwọ ṣe pa ojú rẹ mọ́, tí o sì yàn mí ní ọ̀tá rẹ?
Wherefore, thy face, shouldst thou hide? Or count me, as an enemy to thee?
25 Ìwọ ó fa ewé ti afẹ́fẹ́ ń fẹ́ síyìn-ín sọ́hùn-ún ya bi? Ìwọ a sì máa lépa ìyàngbò?
A driven leaf, wilt thou cause to tremble? Or, dry stubble, wilt thou pursue?
26 Nítorí pé ìwọ kọ̀wé ohun kíkorò sí mi, o sì mú mi jogún àìṣedéédéé èwe mi.
For thou writest, against me, bitter things, and dost make me inherit the iniquities of my youth;
27 Ìwọ kàn àbà mọ́ mi lẹ́sẹ̀ pẹ̀lú, ìwọ sì ń wò ipa ọ̀nà ìrìn mi ní àwòfín; nípa fífi ìlà yí gígísẹ̀ mi ká.
And thou dost put—in the stocks—my feet, and observest all my paths, Against the roots of my feet, thou dost cut out a bound;
28 “Bẹ́ẹ̀ ni ènìyàn ń ṣègbé bí ohun ìdíbàjẹ́, bi aṣọ tí kòkòrò jẹ.
And, a man himself, as a rotten thing, weareth out, as a garment which the moth hath eaten.
