Job 30
1 But now, those younger in years scorn me, whose fathers I would not have seen fit to place with the dogs of my flock,
“Ka ko eni, ʻoku manukiʻi au ʻekinautolu ʻoku mui ʻiate au, ka ko ʻenau ngaahi tamai ʻanautolu ne u fehiʻa ke lau fakataha mo e fanga kulī ʻo ʻeku ngaahi fanga manu.
2 the strength of whose hands was nothing to me, and they were considered unworthy of life itself.
ʻIo, ʻe ʻaonga fēfē kiate au ʻae mālohi ʻa honau nima, ka kuo ʻauha ʻenau motuʻa lelei?
3 They were barren from poverty and hunger; they gnawed in solitude, layered with misfortune and misery.
Ko e meʻa ʻi he masiva mo e honge naʻa nau ʻi he fakapoʻuli ʻo hangē ko e pō; ʻo feholaki ki he toafa kuo masiva mo siʻaki.
4 And they chewed grass and the bark from trees, and the root of junipers was their food.
Naʻa nau tuʻusi ʻae ngaahi ʻakau kona, pea keli aka ke nau kai.
5 They took these things from the steep valleys, and when they discovered one of these things, they rushed to the others with a cry.
Naʻe kapusi ʻakinautolu mei he kakai, (pea naʻa nau kalanga ki ai ʻo hangē ki ha kaihaʻa; )
6 They lived in the parched desert and in caves underground or above the rocks.
Ke nau nofo ʻi he ngaahi lilifa ʻoe luo, ʻi he ngaahi ʻana ʻoe fonua, mo e ngaahi maka.
7 They rejoiced among these kinds of things, and they considered it delightful to be under thorns.
Naʻa nau tangi mei he ngaahi ʻakau, pea nau fakataha ʻi lalo ʻi he ngaahi ʻakau talatala.
8 These are the sons of foolish and base men, not even paying any attention to the land.
Ko e fānau ʻae kau vale, ko e hako ʻoe kakai meʻa vale; naʻe kapusi ʻakinautolu mei he fonua.
9 Now I become their song, and I have been made into their proverb.
“Ka ko eni, kuo u hoko au ko ʻenau hivehivaʻanga, ʻio, ko ʻenau lea manukiʻanga au.
10 They loathe me, and so they flee far from me, and they are not reluctant to spit in my face.
ʻOku nau fakaliliʻa kiate au, pea nau hola mamaʻo ʻiate au, pea ʻikai te nau manavahē ke ʻaʻanu ki hoku mata.
11 For he has opened his quiver and has afflicted me, and he has placed a bridle in my mouth.
Ko e meʻa ʻi heʻene vete ʻeku afo, ʻo tautea au, ko ia kuo nau tukuange ai foki ʻae noʻo ʻi hoku ʻao.
12 Immediately, upon rising, my calamities rise up to the right. They have overturned my feet and have pressed me down along their way like waves.
ʻOku tutuʻu ʻae kau talavou ʻi hoku toʻomataʻu; ʻoku nau tekeʻi hoku vaʻe, pea ʻoku nau fokotuʻu hake ʻo angatuʻu kiate au ʻae ngaahi hala ʻo honau fakaʻauha.
13 They have diverted my journeys; they have waited to ambush me, and they have prevailed, and there was no one who might bring help.
ʻOku nau maumauʻi hoku hala, ʻoku nau fiefia ʻi heʻeku mamahi, ʻoku ʻikai hanau tokoni.
14 They have rushed upon me, as when a wall is broken or a gate opened, and they have been pulled down into my miseries.
Naʻa nau feʻohofi mai ʻo hangē ʻi ha potu fālahi: pea ʻi he maumau naʻa nau filifilihi ʻakinautolu kiate au.
15 I have been reduced to nothing. You have taken away my desire like a wind, and my health has passed by like a cloud.
Kuo tō kiate au ʻae ngaahi ilifia: ʻoku nau tuli hoku laumālie ʻo hangē ko e matangi: pea ʻoku mole atu ʻeku lelei ʻo hangē ko e ʻao.
16 But now my soul withers within myself, and the days of affliction take hold of me.
“Pea ko eni, kuo lilingi hoku laumālie ʻiate au; kuo puke au ʻe he ngaahi ʻaho ʻoe mamahi.
17 At night, my bone is pierced with sorrows, and those who feed on me, do not sleep.
ʻOku mahuhuhuhu ʻa hoku ngaahi hui ʻi he poʻuli: pea ʻoku ʻikai ke mālōlō siʻi hoku ngaahi uoua.
18 By the sheer number of them my clothing is worn away, and they have closed in on me like the collar of my coat.
Kuo fetongi hoku kofu ʻe he mālohi lahi: ʻoku ne nonoʻo takatakai au ʻo hangē ko e kia ʻo hoku kofutuʻa.
19 I have been treated like dirt, and I have been turned into embers and ashes.
Kuo ne lī au ki he pelepela, pea kuo u tatau mo e efu mo e efuefu.
20 I cry to you, and you do not heed me. I stand up, and you do not look back at me.
ʻOku ou tangi kiate koe, ka ʻoku ʻikai te ke ongoʻi au: ʻoku ou tuʻu hake, ka ʻoku ʻikai te ke tokangaʻi au.
21 You have changed me into hardness, and, with the hardness of your hand, you oppose me.
Kuo ke liliu ʻo taʻeʻofa kiate au: ʻoku ke tuʻu kiate au ʻaki ho nima mālohi.
22 You have lifted me up, and, placing me as if on the wind, you have thrown me down powerfully.
ʻOku ke ʻohake au ki he matangi mo ke fakaheka au ki ai, pea ʻoku ke veteki ʻeku meʻa.
23 I know that you will hand me over to death, where a home has been established for all the living.
He ʻoku ou ʻilo pau te ke ʻomi au ki he mate, pea ki he fale kuo tuʻutuʻuni ki he kakai moʻui kotoa pē.
24 Truly, then, you do not extend your hand in order to consume them, and if they fall down, you will save them.
“Ka ʻe ʻikai te ne mafao atu hono nima ki he faʻitoka, neongo ʻoku nau tangi ʻi heʻene fakaʻauha.
25 Once, I wept over him who was afflicted, and my soul had compassion on the poor.
ʻIkai naʻaku tēngihia ia ʻaia naʻe mamahi? ʻIkai naʻe mamahi hoku laumālie koeʻuhi ko e masiva?
26 I expected good things, but evil things have come to me. I stood ready for light, yet darkness burst forth.
ʻI heʻeku ʻamanaki ki he lelei, naʻe hoko mai ʻae kovi: pea ʻi heʻeku tatali ki he maama, ne hoko mai ʻae fakapoʻuli.
27 My insides have seethed, without any rest, for the days of affliction have prevented it.
Naʻe lili hoku fatu, ʻo ʻikai toka: naʻe taʻofi au ʻe he ngaahi ʻaho ʻoe mamahi.
28 I went forth mourning, without anger, and rising up, I cried out in confusion.
Naʻaku ʻalu mamahi pe ʻi he taʻeulo ʻae laʻā; ne u tuʻu hake ʻo tangi ʻi he fakataha.
29 I was the brother of snakes, and the companion of ostriches.
Ko e tokoua au ʻoe fanga talākoni, mo e kaumeʻa ʻoe fanga lulu.
30 My skin has become blackened over me, and my bones have dried up because of the heat.
Kuo ʻuliʻuli hoku kili ʻiate au, pea kuo velehia hoku ngaahi hui ʻi he ʻafu.
31 My harp has been turned into mourning, and my pipes have been turned into a voice of weeping.
Kuo liliu ʻeku haʻape ko e tangi, pea ko ʻeku meʻa ifi ko e leʻo ʻokinautolu ʻoku tangi.
