Job 16
1 Then Job answered, and said:
Pea naʻe toki tali ʻe Siope, ʻo ne pehē,
2 I have often heard such things as these: you are all troublesome comforters.
Kuo lahi ʻae meʻa pehē kuo u fanongo ai: ko e kau fakafiemālie fakamamahi ʻakimoutolu kotoa pē.
3 Shall windy words have no end? or is it any trouble to thee to speak?
ʻE ngata afe ʻae launoa? Pe ko e hā ʻoku ne tokoniʻi koe ke ke tali?
4 I also could speak like you: and would God your soul were for my soul. I would comfort you also with words, and would wag my head over you.
Te u faʻa lea foki ʻeau ʻo hangē pe ko kimoutolu: ka ne fetongi ʻaki homou laumālie ʻa hoku laumālie, te u faʻa fokotuʻu lea kiate kimoutolu, pea te u kalokalo hoku ʻulu kiate kimoutolu.
5 I would strengthen you with my mouth, and would move my lips, as sparing you.
Ka te u tokoniʻi ʻakimoutolu ʻaki hoku ngutu, pea ko e ueʻi ʻo hoku loungutu ʻe fakafiemālieʻi ʻakimoutolu.
6 But what shall I do? If I speak, my pain will not rest: and if I hold my peace, it will not depart from me.
“Neongo ʻeku lea, ʻoku ʻikai fakasiʻisiʻi ʻeku mamahi: pea kapau te u taʻofi, ko e hā ʻeku fiemālie ai?
7 But now my sorrow hath oppressed me, and all my limbs are brought to nothing.
Ka ko eni, kuo ne fakakikinaʻi au: kuo ke fakaʻauha ʻa hoku kāinga kotoa pē.
8 My wrinkles bear witness against me, and a false speaker riseth up against my face, contradicting me.
Kuo ke ʻufiʻufi ʻaki au ʻae feʻufeʻu, ko e fakamoʻoni ia: pea ʻoku ha hake hoku tutue ʻo valoki ki hoku mata.
9 He hath gathered together his fury against me, and threatening me he hath gnashed with his teeth upon me: my enemy hath beheld me with terrible eyes.
ʻOku ne haehae au ʻi hono houhau, ʻaia ʻoku fehiʻa kiate au ʻoku ne fengaiʻitaki hono nifo kiate au, ʻoku matalili ʻa hoku fili kiate au.
10 They have opened their mouths upon me, and reproaching me they have struck me on the cheek, they are filled with my pains.
Kuo nau fakamanga honau ngutu kiate au; kuo taaʻi manuki au ʻi hoku kouʻahe; kuo nau fakataha ʻakinautolu kiate au.
11 God hath shut me up with the unjust man, and hath delivered me into the hands of the wicked.
Kuo tukuange au ʻe he ʻOtua ki he kakai angahala, pea kuo ne lī au ki he nima ʻoe kakai fai kovi.
12 I that was formerly so wealthy, am all on a sudden broken to pieces: he hath taken me by my neck, he hath broken me, and hath set me up to be his mark.
Ne u fiemālie, ka kuo ne maumauʻi au: kuo ne kuku foki hoku kia, ʻo laiki au, ʻo fokotuʻu au ko hono fanaʻanga.
13 He hath compassed me round about with his lances, he hath wounded my loins, he hath not spared, and hath poured out my bowels on the earth.
ʻOku tuʻu takatakai kiate au ʻene kau tangata fana, ʻoku ne fahiua hoku konga loto, ʻo ʻikai tuku; ʻoku ne lilingi hoku ʻahu ki he kelekele.
14 He hath torn me with wound upon wound, he hath rushed in upon me like a giant.
ʻOku ne maumauʻi au ʻaki ʻae tā ki he tā, ʻoku ne ʻohofia au ʻo hangē pe ha fuʻu tangata lahi.
15 I have sowed sackcloth upon my skin, and have covered my flesh with ashes.
Kuo u tuitui ʻae tauangaʻa ki hoku kili, ʻo fakaʻuliʻi hoku nifo ʻi he efu.
16 My face is swollen with weeping, and my eyelids are dim.
ʻOku kovi hoku mata ʻi he tangi, pea ʻoku ʻi hoku laumata ʻae malumalu ʻoe mate;
17 These things have I suffered without the iniquity of my hand, when I offered pure prayers to God.
Ka ʻoku ʻikai ʻi ha taʻetotonu kuo ʻi hoku nima: pea ʻoku māʻoniʻoni foki ʻeku lotu.
18 O earth, cover not thou my blood, neither let my cry find a hiding place in thee.
“ʻE kelekele, ʻoua naʻa ke ʻuʻufi hoku toto, pea ʻoua naʻa hao ki ha potu ʻa ʻeku tangi.
19 For behold my witness is in heaven, and he that knoweth my conscience is on high.
Ko eni foki, vakai, ʻoku ʻi he langi hoku fakamoʻoni, pea ko ia ʻoku ne ʻiloʻi au ʻoku ʻi ʻolunga.
20 My friends are full of words: my eye poureth out tears to God.
ʻOku manukiʻi au ʻe hoku ngaahi kāinga: ka ʻoku lilingi ʻae loʻimata ʻa hoku mata ki he ʻOtua.
21 And O that a man might so be judged with God, as the son of man is judged with his companion!
Taumaiā ke faʻa alea ʻae tangata mo e ʻOtua, ʻo hangē ko e tangata mo hono kaungāʻapi!
22 For behold short years pass away and I am walking in a path by which I shall not return.
ʻOka hokosia ʻae ngaahi taʻu siʻi, te u toki ʻalu ʻi he hala ʻe ʻikai te u foki mei ai.
