Job 19
1 Ìgbà náà ni Jobu dáhùn, ó sì wí pé:
And Job answers and says:
2 “Yóò ti pẹ́ tó tí ẹ̀yin ó fi máa fi ìyà jẹ mí, tí ẹ̀yin ó fi máa fi ọ̀rọ̀ yìí?
“Until when do you afflict my soul, And bruise me with words?
3 Ìgbà mẹ́wàá ní yin yọ mi lénu ẹ̀yin ti ń gàn mí; ojú kò tì yín tí ẹ fi jẹ mí ní yà.
These ten times you put me to shame, you do not blush. You make yourselves strange to me—
4 Kí a sì wí bẹ́ẹ̀ pé, mo ṣìnà nítòótọ́, ìṣìnà mi wà lára èmi tìkára mi.
And also—truly, I have erred, My error remains with me.
5 Bí ó tilẹ̀ ṣe pé ẹ̀yin ó ṣògo si mi lórí nítòótọ́, tí ẹ ó sì máa fi ẹ̀gàn mi gún mí lójú,
If, truly, you magnify yourselves over me, And decide my reproach against me;
6 kí ẹ mọ̀ nísinsin yìí pé, Ọlọ́run ni ó bì mí ṣubú, ó sì nà àwọ̀n rẹ̀ yí mi ká.
Know now, that God turned me upside down, And has set around His net against me,
7 “Kíyèsi, èmi ń kígbe pe, ‘Ọwọ́ alágbára!’ Ṣùgbọ́n a kò gbọ́ ti èmi; mo kígbe fún ìrànlọ́wọ́, bẹ́ẹ̀ ni kò sí ìdájọ́.
Behold, I cry out—violence, and am not answered, I cry aloud, and there is no judgment.
8 Ó ṣọgbà dí ọ̀nà mi tí èmi kò le è kọjá, Ó sì mú òkùnkùn ṣú sí ipa ọ̀nà mi.
He hedged up my way, and I do not pass over, And He places darkness on my paths.
9 Ó ti bọ́ ògo mi, ó sì ṣí adé kúrò ní orí mi.
He has stripped my honor from off me, And He turns the crown from my head.
10 Ó ti bà mí jẹ́ ní ìhà gbogbo, ẹ̀mí sì pin; ìrètí mi ni a ó sì fàtu bí igi.
He breaks me down all around, and I go, And removes my hope like a tree.
11 Ó sì tiná bọ ìbínú rẹ̀ sí mi, ó sì kà mí sí bí ọ̀kan nínú àwọn ọ̀tá rẹ̀.
And He kindles His anger against me, And reckons me to Him as His adversaries.
12 Ẹgbẹ́ ogun rẹ̀ sì dàpọ̀ sí mi, wọ́n sì mọ odi yí mi ká, wọ́n sì yí àgọ́ mi ká.
His troops come in together, And they raise up their way against me, And encamp around my tent.
13 “Ó mú àwọn arákùnrin mi jìnà sí mi réré, àti àwọn ojúlùmọ̀ mi di àjèjì sí mi pátápátá.
He has put my brothers far off from me, And my acquaintances have surely been estranged from me.
14 Àwọn alájọbí mi fàsẹ́yìn, àwọn ọ̀rẹ́ tímọ́tímọ́ mi sì di onígbàgbé mi.
My neighbors have ceased And my familiar friends have forgotten me,
15 Àwọn ará inú ilé mi àti àwọn ìránṣẹ́bìnrin mi kà mí sí àjèjì; èmi jásí àjèjì ènìyàn ní ojú wọn.
Sojourners of my house and my maids, Reckon me for a stranger; I have been an alien in their eyes.
16 Mo pe ìránṣẹ́ mi, òun kò sì dá mi lóhùn; mo fi ẹnu mi bẹ̀ ẹ́.
I have called to my servant, And he does not answer, With my mouth I make supplication to him.
17 Ẹ̀mí mi ṣú àyà mi, àti òórùn mi ṣú àwọn ọmọ inú ìyá mi.
My spirit is strange to my wife, And my favors to the sons of my [mother’s] womb.
18 Àní àwọn ọmọdékùnrin fi mí ṣẹ̀sín, mo dìde, wọ́n sì sọ̀rọ̀ ẹ̀gàn sí mi.
Also sucklings have despised me, I rise, and they speak against me.
19 Gbogbo àwọn ọ̀rẹ́ kòríkòsùn mi kórìíra mi, àwọn olùfẹ́ mi sì kẹ̀yìndà mí.
All the men of my counsel detest me, And those I have loved, Have been turned against me.
20 Egungun mi lẹ̀ mọ́ ara mi àti mọ́ ẹran-ara mi, mo sì yọ́ pẹ̀lú awọ eyín mi.
To my skin and to my flesh My bone has cleaved, And I deliver myself with the skin of my teeth.
21 “Ẹ ṣàánú fún mi, ẹ ṣàánú fún mi, ẹ̀yin ọ̀rẹ́ mi, nítorí ọwọ́ Ọlọ́run ti bà mí.
Pity me, pity me, you my friends, For the hand of God has struck against me.
22 Nítorí kí ni ẹ̀yin ṣe lépa mi bí Ọlọ́run, tí ẹran-ara mi kò tẹ́ yín lọ́rùn?
Why do you pursue me as God? And are not satisfied with my flesh?
23 “Háà! Ìbá ṣe pé a le kọ̀wé ọ̀rọ̀ mi nísinsin yìí, ìbá ṣe pé a le kọ ọ sínú ìwé!
Who grants now, that my words may be written? Who grants that they may be inscribed in a scroll?
24 Kí a fi kálámù irin àti ti òjé kọ wọ́n sínú àpáta fún láéláé.
With a pen of iron and lead—They may be hewn in a rock forever.
25 Nítorí èmi mọ̀ pé olùdáǹdè mi ń bẹ láààyè àti pe òun ni yóò dìde dúró lórí ilẹ̀ ní ìkẹyìn;
That—I have known my Redeemer, The Living and the Last, For He raises the dust.
26 àti lẹ́yìn ìgbà tí a pa àwọ̀ ara mi run, síbẹ̀ láìsí ẹran-ara mi ni èmi ó rí Ọlọ́run,
And after my skin has surrounded this [body], Then from my flesh I see God—
27 ẹni tí èmi ó rí fún ara mi, tí ojú mi ó sì wo, kì sì í ṣe ti ẹlòmíràn; ọkàn mi sì dákú ní inú mi.
Whom I see on my side, And my eyes have beheld, and not a stranger, My reins have been consumed in my bosom.
28 “Bí ẹ̀yin bá wí pé, ‘Àwa ó ti lépa rẹ̀ tó! Àti pé, gbogbo ọ̀rọ̀ náà ni a sá à rí ní ọwọ́ rẹ̀,’
But you say, Why do we pursue after him? And the root of the matter has been found in me.
29 kí ẹ̀yin kí ó bẹ̀rù, nítorí ìbínú ní í mú ìjìyà wá nípa idà, kí ẹ̀yin kí ó lè mọ̀ pé ìdájọ́ kan ń bẹ.”
Be afraid because of the sword, For the punishments of the sword [are] furious, That you may know that [there is] a judgment.”
