Job 6
1 Jobu sì dáhùn ó si wí pé,
Then Job answered and said:
2 “Háà! À bá lè wọ́n ìbìnújẹ́ mi nínú òsùwọ̀n, kí a sì le gbé ọ̀fọ̀ mi lé orí òsùwọ̀n ṣọ̀kan pọ̀!
O that my grief were weighed thoroughly! That my calamities were put together in the balance!
3 Ǹjẹ́ nísinsin yìí, ìbá wúwo jú iyanrìn òkun lọ, nítorí náà ni ọ̀rọ̀ mi ṣe ń tàsé.
Surely they would be heavier than the sand of the sea; On this account were my words rash.
4 Nítorí pé ọfà Olódùmarè wọ̀ mi nínú, oró èyí tí ọkàn mi mú; ìpayà-ẹ̀rù Ọlọ́run dúró tì mí.
For the arrows of the Almighty have pierced me; Their poison drinketh up my spirit; The terrors of God set themselves in array against me.
5 Ǹjẹ́ kẹ́tẹ́kẹ́tẹ́ igbó á máa dún nígbà tí ó bá ní koríko, tàbí ọ̀dá màlúù a máa dún lórí ìjẹ rẹ̀?
Doth the wild ass bray in the midst of grass? Or loweth the ox over his fodder?
6 A ha lè jẹ ohun tí kò ní adùn ní àìní iyọ̀, tàbí adùn ha wà nínú funfun ẹyin?
Can that which is unsavory be eaten without salt? Is there any taste in the white of an egg?
7 Ohun ti ọ̀kan mi kọ̀ láti tọ́wò, òun ni ó dàbí oúnjẹ tí ó mú mi ṣàárẹ̀.
That which my soul abhorreth to touch Hath become my loathsome food.
8 “Háà! èmi ìbá lè rí ìbéèrè mi gbà; àti pé, kí Ọlọ́run lè fi ohun tí èmi ṣàfẹ́rí fún mi.
O that I might have my request, And that God would grant me that which I long for!
9 Àní Ọlọ́run ìbá jẹ́ pa mí run, tí òun ìbá jẹ́ ṣíwọ́ rẹ̀ kì ó sì ké mi kúrò.
That it would please God to destroy me; That he would let loose his hand, and make an end of me!
10 Nígbà náà ní èmi ìbá ní ìtùnú síbẹ̀, àní, èmi ìbá mú ọkàn mi le nínú ìbànújẹ́ mi ti kò dá ni sí: nítorí èmi kò fi ọ̀rọ̀ ẹni mímọ́ ni sin rí.
Yet it should still be my consolation, Yea, in unsparing anguish I would exult, That I have not denied the commands of the Holy One.
11 “Kí ní agbára mi tí èmi ó fi retí? Kí sì ní òpin mi tí èmi ó fi ní sùúrù?
What is my strength, that I should hope? And what mine end, that I should be patient?
12 Agbára mi ha ṣe agbára òkúta bí? Ẹran-ara mi í ṣe idẹ?
Is my strength the strength of stones? Or is my flesh brass?
13 Ìrànlọ́wọ́ mi kò ha wà nínú mi: ọgbọ́n kò ha ti sálọ kúrò lọ́dọ̀ mi bí?
Alas, there is no help within me! Deliverance is driven from me!
14 “Ẹni tí àyà rẹ̀ yọ́ dànù, ta ni a bá máa ṣàánú fún láti ọ̀dọ̀ ọ̀rẹ́ rẹ̀ wá, kí ó má ba à kọ ìbẹ̀rù Olódùmarè sílẹ̀?
To the afflicted, kindness should be shown by a friend; Else he casteth off the fear of the Almighty.
15 Àwọn ará mi dàbí odò tí kò ṣe gbẹ́kẹ̀lé bí ìṣàn omi odò, wọ́n sàn kọjá lọ.
But my brethren are faithless like a brook; Like streams of the valley that pass away;
16 Tí ó dúdú nítorí omi dídì, àti níbi tí yìnyín dídì gbé di yíyọ́.
Which are turbid by reason of the ice, And the snow, which hideth itself in them.
17 Nígbàkígbà tí wọ́n bá gbóná wọn a sì yọ́ sàn lọ, nígbà tí oòrùn bá mú, wọn a sì gbẹ kúrò ni ipò wọn.
As soon as they flow forth, they vanish; When the heat cometh, they are dried up from their place.
18 Àwọn oníṣòwò yà kúrò ní ọ̀nà wọn, wọ́n gòkè sí ibi asán, wọ́n sì run.
The caravans turn aside to them on their way; They go up into the desert, and perish.
19 Ẹgbẹ́ oníṣòwò Tema ń wá omi, àwọn oníṣòwò Ṣeba ń dúró dè wọ́n ní ìrètí.
The caravans of Tema look for them; The companies of Sheba expect to see them;
20 Wọ́n káàárẹ̀, nítorí tí wọ́n gbẹ́kẹ̀ wọn lé e; wọ́n dé bẹ̀, wọ́n sì dààmú.
They are ashamed that they have relied on them; They come to their place, and are confounded.
21 Ǹjẹ́ nísinsin yìí, ẹ̀yin dàbí wọn; ẹ̀yin rí ìrẹ̀sílẹ̀ mi àyà sì fò mí.
So ye also are nothing; Ye see a terror, and shrink back.
22 Èmi ó ha wí pé, ‘Ẹ mú ohun fún mi wá, tàbí pé ẹ fún mi ní ẹ̀bùn nínú ohun ìní yín?
Have I said, Bring me gifts? Or, Give a present for me out of your substance?
23 Tàbí, ẹ gbà mí lọ́wọ́ ọ̀tá ni, tàbí, ẹ rà mí padà kúrò lọ́wọ́ alágbára nì’?
Or, Deliver me from the enemy's hand? Or, Rescue me from the hand of the violent?
24 “Ẹ kọ́ mi, èmi ó sì pa ẹnu mi mọ́ kí ẹ sì mú mi wòye níbi tí mo gbé ti ṣìnà.
Convince me, and I will hold my peace; Cause me to understand wherein I have erred.
25 Wò ó! Bí ọ̀rọ̀ òtítọ́ ti lágbára tó ṣùgbọ́n kí ni àròyé ìbáwí yín jásí?
How powerful are the words of truth! But what do your reproaches prove?
26 Ẹ̀yin ṣè bí ẹ tún ọ̀rọ̀ mi ṣe àti ohùn ẹnu tí ó dàbí afẹ́fẹ́ ṣe àárẹ̀.
Do ye mean to censure words? The words of a man in despair are but wind.
27 Àní ẹ̀yin ṣe gẹ́gẹ́ bí aláìní baba, ẹ̀yin sì da iye lé ọ̀rẹ́ yín.
Truly ye spread a net for the fatherless; Ye dig a pit for your friend.
28 “Nítorí náà, kí èyí kí ó tó fún yín. Ẹ má wò mi! Nítorí pé ó hàn gbangba pé, ní ojú yín ni èmi kì yóò ṣèké.
Look now upon me, I pray you; For to your very face can I speak falsehood?
29 Èmi ń bẹ̀ yín, ẹ padà, kí ó má sì ṣe jásí ẹ̀ṣẹ̀; àní, ẹ sì tún padà, àre mi ń bẹ nínú ọ̀rọ̀ yìí.
Return, I pray, and let there be no unfairness; Yea, return; —still is my cause righteous.
30 Àìṣedéédéé ha wà ní ahọ́n mi? Ǹjẹ́ ìtọ́wò ẹnu mi kò kúkú le mọ ohun ti ó burú jù?
Is there iniquity on my tongue? Cannot my taste discern what is sinful?
