Job 16
1 Ìgbà náà ní Jobu dáhùn, ó sì wí pé,
Then Job answered and said,
2 “Èmi ti gbọ́ irú ohun púpọ̀ bẹ́ẹ̀ rí ayọnilẹ́nu onítùnú ènìyàn ní gbogbo yín.
I have heard many such things: miserable comforters are you all.
3 Ọ̀rọ̀ asán lè ni òpin? Tàbí kí ni ó gbó ọ láyà tí ìwọ fi dáhùn?
Shall vain words have an end? or what emboldens you that you answer?
4 Èmi pẹ̀lú le sọ bí ẹ̀yin; bí ọkàn yín bá wà ní ipò ọkàn mi, èmi le sọ ọ̀rọ̀ dáradára púpọ̀ sí yín ní ọrùn, èmi a sì mi orí mi sí i yín.
I also could speak as you do: if your soul were in my soul’s stead, I could heap up words against you, and shake my head at you.
5 Èmi ìbá fi ọ̀rọ̀ ẹnu mi gbà yín ni ìyànjú, àti ṣíṣí ètè mi ìbá sì tu ìbìnújẹ́ yín.
But I would strengthen you with my mouth, and the moving of my lips should assuage your grief.
6 “Bí èmi tilẹ̀ sọ̀rọ̀, ìbìnújẹ́ mi kò lọ; bí mo sì tilẹ̀ dákẹ́, níbo ni ìtùnú mí ko kúrò?
Though I speak, my grief is not assuaged: and though I forbear, what am I eased?
7 Ṣùgbọ́n nísinsin yìí, ó dá mi lágara; ìwọ Ọlọ́run mú gbogbo ẹgbẹ́ mi takété.
But now he has made me weary: you have made desolate all my company.
8 Ìwọ fi ìhunjọ kùn mí lára, èyí tí o jẹ́rìí tì mí; àti rírù tí ó hàn lára mi, ó jẹ́rìí tì mí ní ojú.
And you have filled me with wrinkles, which is a witness against me: and my leanness rising up in me bears witness to my face.
9 Ọlọ́run fi i ìbínú rẹ̀ fà mí ya, ó sì gbóguntì mí; ó pa eyín rẹ̀ keke sí mi, ọ̀tá mi sì gbójú rẹ̀ sí mi.
He tears me in his wrath, who hates me: he gnashes on me with his teeth; my enemy sharpens his eyes on me.
10 Wọ́n ti fi ẹnu wọn yẹ̀yẹ́ mi; Wọ́n gbá mi ní ẹ̀rẹ̀kẹ́ ni ìgbá ẹ̀gàn; wọ́n kó ara wọn pọ̀ sí mi.
They have gaped on me with their mouth; they have smitten me on the cheek reproachfully; they have gathered themselves together against me.
11 Ọlọ́run ti fi mí lé ọwọ́ ẹni búburú, ó sì mú mi ṣubú sí ọwọ́ ènìyàn ìkà.
God has delivered me to the ungodly, and turned me over into the hands of the wicked.
12 Mo ti jókòó jẹ́ẹ́, ṣùgbọ́n ó fà mí já; ó sì dì mí ni ọrùn mú, ó sì gbọ̀n mí túútúú, ó sì gbé mi kalẹ̀ láti ṣe àmì ìtafàsí rẹ̀;
I was at ease, but he has broken me asunder: he has also taken me by my neck, and shaken me to pieces, and set me up for his mark.
13 àwọn tafàtafà rẹ̀ dúró yí mi káàkiri. Ó là mí láyà pẹ̀rẹ̀, kò si dá sí, ó sì tú òróòro ara mi dà sílẹ̀.
His archers compass me round about, he splits my reins asunder, and does not spare; he pours out my gall on the ground.
14 Ìbàjẹ́ lórí ìbàjẹ́ ní ó fi bà mí jẹ́; ó súré kọlù mi bí jagunjagun.
He breaks me with breach on breach, he runs on me like a giant.
15 “Mo rán aṣọ ọ̀fọ̀ bò ara mi, mo sì rẹ̀ ìwo mi sílẹ̀ nínú erùpẹ̀.
I have sewed sackcloth on my skin, and defiled my horn in the dust.
16 Ojú mi ti pọ́n fún ẹkún, òjìji ikú sì ṣẹ́ sí ìpéǹpéjú mi.
My face is foul with weeping, and on my eyelids is the shadow of death;
17 Kì í ṣe nítorí àìṣòótọ́ kan ní ọwọ́ mi; àdúrà mi sì mọ́ pẹ̀lú.
Not for any injustice in my hands: also my prayer is pure.
18 “Háà! Ilẹ̀ ayé, ìwọ má ṣe bò ẹ̀jẹ̀ mi, kí ẹkún mi má ṣe wà ní ipò kan.
O earth, cover not you my blood, and let my cry have no place.
19 Ǹjẹ́ nísinsin yìí kíyèsi i, ẹlẹ́rìí mi ń bẹ ní ọ̀run, ẹ̀rí mi sì ń bẹ lókè ọ̀run.
Also now, behold, my witness is in heaven, and my record is on high.
20 Àwọn ọ̀rẹ́ mi ń fi mí ṣẹ̀sín, ṣùgbọ́n ojú mi ń da omijé sọ́dọ̀ Ọlọ́run,
My friends scorn me: but my eye pours out tears to God.
21 ìbá ṣe pé ẹnìkan le è máa ṣe alágbàwí fún ẹnìkejì lọ́dọ̀ Ọlọ́run, bí ènìyàn kan ti í ṣe alágbàwí fún ẹnìkejì rẹ̀.
O that one might plead for a man with God, as a man pleads for his neighbor!
22 “Nítorí nígbà tí iye ọdún díẹ̀ rékọjá tán, nígbà náà ni èmi ó lọ sí ibi tí èmi kì yóò padà bọ̀.”
When a few years are come, then I shall go the way from where I shall not return.
