Job 30
1 “But now men who are younger than I am make fun of me— men whose fathers I greatly despised, with the result that I would not even have allowed them to help my dogs guard my sheep.
Inaianei ia e kataina mai ana ahau e te hunga tamariki rawa i ahau, e te hunga kihai nei ahau i whakaae kia uru o ratou matua ki roto ki nga kuri o taku kahui.
2 They were men who were old and (weak/worn out); so (what could I gain from them working for me?/I would have gained nothing from them working for me.) [RHQ]
Ae ra, hei aha maku te kaha o o ratou ringa? He hanga pirau nei hoki to ratou koroheketanga.
3 They were very poor and hungry, with the result that they chewed on roots [at night] in dry and desolate places.
Tupuhi ana ratou i te rawakore, i te hemokai; e ngau ana ratou i te oneone pakapaka, i roto i te pouritanga o te tuhea, o te ururua.
4 They pulled up plants in the desert [and ate them] and warmed themselves by [burning] the roots of broom trees.
E whawhaki ana ratou i nga marou i roto o nga rakau ririki; a ko nga pakiaka hunipa hei kai ma ratou.
5 Everyone shouted at them as though they were thieves and expelled them [from their areas].
He mea pei atu ratou i roto i nga tangata; e karangarangatia ana ratou ano he tahae.
6 They were forced to live in caves in the hills, in holes in the ground, and in the sides of cliffs.
Me noho rawa atu ratou i nga kapiti o nga awaawa, i nga waro o te whenua, i nga kamaka.
7 In the bushes they howled [like animals because they were hungry], and they huddled together under thornbushes.
Tangi a kaihe ana ratou i roto i nga rakau ririki; huihuia ana ratou ki raro i nga ongaonga.
8 They were people without good sense, whose names no one knows; they have been expelled from the land [where they were born].
He tamariki ratou na nga kuware, ae ra, he tamariki na te hunga ingoakore; he hunga i patua atu i runga i te whenua.
9 “And now their [children] sing songs to make fun of me. They tell jokes about me.
Inaianei ia kua waiho ahau hei waiata ma ratou, ae, hei whakatauki ma ratou.
10 They are disgusted with me, and they [usually] stay away from me, [but when they see me, ] they are happy to spit in my face.
E whakarihariha mai ana ratou ki ahau, e neke rawa atu ana i ahau, a kahore e kaiponuhia e ratou te huware ki toku mata.
11 Because [it is as though] [MET] God has cut my bowstring, [he has caused me to be unable to defend myself, ] and he has humbled me, and my enemies have done to me whatever they wanted.
Kua oti hoki tana aho te wewete e ia, a e whakatupuria kinotia ana ahau e ia, a kua tukua e ratou te paraire i toku aroaro.
12 (Gangs/Groups of violent youths) attack me and force me to run away; they prepare to destroy me.
I te taha ki matau ka ara te marea; taia ana e ratou oku waewae, a akina ana nga ara o a ratou whakangaromanga ki ahau.
13 They prevent me from escaping, and they [do] not [need] anyone to help them (OR, there is no one to help me).
E taka kino ana ratou i toku ara, e whakatupu ana i te he moku, a kahore he hoa mahi mo ratou.
14 [It is as though I am a city wall and] [SIM] they have broken through the wall, and they have come crashing down on me.
Rite tonu ki te wai nui e pakaru mai ana to ratou haerenga mai: i taua whakangaromanga nei, huri mai ana ratou ki runga ki ahau:
15 I am very terrified; My dignity/honor has been taken away as though [SIM] [it has been] blown away by the wind, and my prosperity has disappeared like [SIM] clouds disappear.
Kua tahuri mai nga whakawehi ki ahau, e aru ana ratou i toku whakaaro rangatira ano he hau; ko te whakahauora moku, pahemo ke ana ano he kapua.
16 “And now I [SYN] am about to die [IDM]; I suffer every day.
Na inaianei kua maringi toku wairua i roto i ahau: mau pu ahau i nga ra o te tangi.
17 My bones ache during the night, and the pain that torments me never stops.
I te po e werohia ana oku wheua i roto i ahau; kahore hoki he okiokinga o nga mamae e ngau nei i ahau.
18 [It is as though God] seizes my clothes and chokes me with the collar of my coat.
He kaha nui no toku mate i ahua ke ai toku kakahu; e awhi nei i ahau, e penei ana me te whiri o toku koti.
19 He has thrown me into the mud; I am [not worth anything more than] dust and ashes.
Kua maka ahau e ia ki te paru, kua rite ahau ki te puehu, ki te pungarehu.
20 “I cry out to God, but he does not answer/help me; I stand up [and pray], but he does not pay any attention.
E tangi ana ahau ki a koe, heoi kahore koe e whakao mai ki ahau; e tu ana, heoi ka titiro kau mai koe ki ahau.
21 He acts very cruelly toward me; with all of his power [MTY] he causes me to suffer.
Kua huri ke, kua kino tau mahi ki ahau: ko te kaha o tou ringa kei te tukino i ahau.
22 He [allows] the wind to lift me up and blow me away, and he tosses me up and down in a violent storm.
Kua hapainga ake ahau e koe ki te hau, a meinga ana tera e koe hei hoiho moku; a whakamotitia iho ahau e koe i roto i te tupuhi.
23 I know that he will cause me to die, which is what happens to everyone [MTY] who is alive.
E mohio ana hoki ahau tera ahau e kawea e koe ki te mate, ki te whare hoki i whakaritea mo te hunga ora katoa.
24 “When people experience disasters, and they sit on a pile of ruins and cry out for help, others surely [RHQ] reach out their hand to help them.
E kore ano ia tona ringa e totoro iho ki te urupa; ahakoa hei mate mona ka mea ia ki te karanga, he whakaaro ki enei mea.
25 [That is what I did previously]. I wept for people who were experiencing troubles, and I felt sorry for poor/needy people.
Kihai ianei ahau i tangi ki te tangata he mate nei tona? kihai ranei toku wairua i pouri ki te rawakore?
26 But when I expected good things [to happen to me], evil things happened; when I waited for light/happiness, all I experienced was darkness/unhappiness [MET].
I ahau i tatari ai ki te pai, heoi kua tae mai te kino; tumanako atu ana ahau ki te marama, heoi kua tae mai te pouri.
27 I am very distressed [IDM], all the time; I suffer every day.
Ko oku whekau, me te mea e koropupu ana, te ata takoto; haukotia mai ana ahau e nga ra o te tangi.
28 I go about very discouraged; I stand up and plead for people to help me.
E haereere pouri ana ahau, kahore he ra; ko taku whakatikanga ake i roto i te whakaminenga, ka karanga awhina.
29 My wailing sounds as sad as [MET] the cries of jackals/foxes and ostriches.
Hei teina ahau ki nga tarakona, hei hoa mo nga ruru.
30 My skin has become dark/black and is peeling off, and I have a fever [which causes my body to feel like it is] burning.
Ko toku kiri mangu tonu, e ngahoro ana i ahau, kaia ana oku wheua i te wera.
31 Previously, I played joyful music on my harp and with my flute, but now I play only the sad music of those who mourn.”
No reira i tahuri ke ai taku hapa ki te tangi, me taku okana ki te reo o te hunga e uhunga ana.
