Job 30
1 “Ṣùgbọ́n nísinsin yìí, àwọn tí mo gbà ní àbúrò ń fi mí ṣe ẹlẹ́yà baba ẹni tí èmi kẹ́gàn láti tò pẹ̀lú àwọn ajá nínú agbo ẹran mi.
“And now, laughed at me, Have the younger in days than I, Whose fathers I have loathed to set With the dogs of my flock.
2 Kí ni ìwúlò agbára ọwọ́ wọn sí mi, níwọ̀n ìgbà tí agbára wọn ti fi wọ́n sílẹ̀?
Also—the power of their hands, why [is it] to me? On them old age has perished.
3 Wọ́n rù nítorí àìní àti ìyàn wọ́n ń rìn káàkiri ní ilẹ̀ gbígbẹ ní ibi ìkọ̀sílẹ̀ ní òru.
With want and with harsh famine, They are gnawing a dry place [in] the recent night, [In] desolation and ruin,
4 Àwọn ẹni tí ń já ewé iyọ̀ ní ẹ̀bá igbó; gbogbo igikígi ni oúnjẹ jíjẹ wọn.
Those cropping mallows near a shrub, And their food [is] root of broom trees.
5 A lé wọn kúrò láàrín ènìyàn, àwọn ènìyàn sì pariwo lé wọn lórí bí ẹní pariwo lé olè lórí.
They are cast out from the midst (They shout against them as a thief),
6 A mú wọn gbe inú pàlàpálá òkúta àfonífojì, nínú ihò ilẹ̀ àti ti òkúta.
To dwell in a frightful place of valleys, Holes of earth and clefts.
7 Wọ́n ń dún ní àárín igbó wọ́n kó ara wọn jọ pọ̀ ní abẹ́ ẹ̀gún neteli.
They groan among shrubs, They are gathered together under nettles.
8 Àwọn ọmọ ẹni tí òye kò yé, àní àwọn ọmọ lásán, a sì lé wọn jáde kúrò ní orí ilẹ̀.
Sons of folly—even sons without name, They have been struck from the land.
9 “Ǹjẹ́ nísinsin yìí, àwọn ọmọ wọn ń fi mí ṣe ẹlẹ́yà nínú orin; àní èmi di ẹni ìṣọ̀rọ̀ sí láàrín wọn.
And now, I have been their song, And I am to them for a byword.
10 Wọ́n kórìíra mi; wọ́n sá kúrò jìnnà sí mi, wọn kò sì bìkítà láti tutọ́ sí mi lójú.
They have detested me, They have kept far from me, And from before me have not spared to spit.
11 Nítorí Ọlọ́run ti tú okùn ìyè mi, ó sì pọ́n mi lójú; àwọn pẹ̀lú sì dẹ ìdẹ̀kùn níwájú mi.
Because He loosed His cord and afflicts me, And the bridle from before me, They have cast away.
12 Àwọn ènìyàn lásán dìde ní apá ọ̀tún mi; wọ́n tì ẹsẹ̀ mi kúrò, wọ́n sì la ipa ọ̀nà ìparun sílẹ̀ dè mí.
A brood arises on the right hand, They have cast away my feet, And they raise up against me, Their paths of calamity.
13 Wọ́n da ipa ọ̀nà mi rú; wọ́n sì sọ ìparun mi di púpọ̀, àwọn tí kò ní olùrànlọ́wọ́.
They have broken down my path, They profit by my calamity: He has no helper.
14 Wọ́n ya sí mi bí i omi tí ó ya gbuuru; ní ariwo ńlá ni wọ́n rọ́ wá.
They come as a wide breach, Under the desolation have rolled themselves.
15 Ẹ̀rù ńlá bà mí; wọ́n lépa ọkàn mi bí ẹ̀fúùfù, àlàáfíà mi sì kọjá lọ bí àwọ̀ sánmọ̀.
He has turned terrors against me, It pursues my abundance as the wind, And as a thick cloud, My safety has passed away.
16 “Àti nísinsin yìí, ayé mi n yòrò lọ díẹ̀díẹ̀; ọjọ́ ìpọ́njú mi dì mímú.
And now, in me my soul pours itself out, Days of affliction seize me.
17 Òru gún mi nínú egungun mi, èyí tí ó bù mí jẹ kò sì sinmi.
[At] night my bone has been pierced in me, And my gnawing [pain] does not lie down.
18 Nípa agbára ńlá rẹ̀ Ọlọ́run wà bí aṣọ ìbora fún mi, ó sì lẹ̀ mọ́ mi ní ara yíká bí aṣọ ìlekè mi.
By the abundance of power, Is my clothing changed, As the mouth of my coat it girds me.
19 Ọlọ́run ti mú mi lọ sínú ẹrẹ̀, èmi sì dàbí eruku àti eérú.
Casting me into mire, And I have become like dust and ashes.
20 “Èmi ké pè ọ́ ìwọ Ọlọ́run, ṣùgbọ́n ìwọ kò dá mi lóhùn; èmi dìde dúró ìwọ sì wò mí lásán.
I cry to You, And You do not answer me, I have stood, and You consider me.
21 Ìwọ padà di ẹni ìkà sí mi; ọwọ́ agbára rẹ ni ìwọ fi dè mí ní ọ̀nà.
You are turned to be fierce to me, With the strength of Your hand, You oppress me.
22 Ìwọ gbé mi sókè sí inú ẹ̀fúùfù, ìwọ mú mi fò lọ, bẹ́ẹ̀ ni ìwọ sì sọ mí di asán pátápátá.
You lift me up, You cause me to ride on the wind, And You melt—You level me.
23 Èmi sá à mọ̀ pé ìwọ yóò mú mi lọ sínú ikú, sí ilé ìpéjọ tí a yàn fún gbogbo alààyè.
For I have known You bring me back [to] death, And [to] the house appointed for all living.
24 “Bí ó ti wù kí ó rí, ẹnìkan kí yóò ha nawọ́ rẹ̀ nígbà ìṣubú rẹ̀, tàbí kì yóò ké nínú ìparun rẹ̀.
Surely not against the heap Does He send forth the hand, Though they have safety in its ruin.
25 Èmi kò ha sọkún bí fún ẹni tí ó wà nínú ìṣòro? Ọkàn mi kò ha bàjẹ́ fún tálákà bí?
Did I not weep for him whose day is hard? My soul has grieved for the needy.
26 Nígbà tí mo fojú ṣọ́nà fún àlàáfíà, ibi sì dé; nígbà tí mo dúró de ìmọ́lẹ̀, òkùnkùn sì dé.
When I expected good, then comes evil, And I wait for light, and darkness comes.
27 Ikùn mí n ru kò sì sinmi, ọjọ́ ìpọ́njú ti dé bá mi.
My bowels have boiled, and have not ceased, Days of affliction have gone before me.
28 Èmí ń rìn kiri nínú ọ̀fọ̀, ṣùgbọ́n kì í ṣe nínú oòrùn; èmi dìde dúró ní àwùjọ mo sì kígbe fún ìrànlọ́wọ́.
I have gone mourning without the sun, I have risen, I cry in an assembly.
29 Èmi ti di arákùnrin ìkookò, èmi di ẹgbẹ́ àwọn ògòǹgò.
I have been a brother to dragons, And a companion to daughters of the ostrich.
30 Àwọ̀ mi di dúdú ní ara mi; egungun mi sì jórun fún ooru.
My skin has been black on me, And my bone has burned from heat,
31 Ohun èlò orin mi pẹ̀lú sì di ti ọ̀fọ̀, àti ìpè orin mi sì di ohùn àwọn tí ń sọkún.
And my harp becomes mourning, And my pipe the sound of weeping.”
