Job 17

17 ¹"My spirit don broke, my days don quench, di grave don ready for me. ²For true, na people wey dey mock me surround me, and my eye no fit look comot from dia insult.

³"Abeg, put pledge for me with yourself; who else go give im word as my guarantor? ⁴Because you don close dia mind to understanding; na why you no go let dem win. ⁵Person wey dey sell im friends for gain—di eye of im pikin dem go fail.

⁶"E don make me byword among di people, person wey dem dey spit for face. ⁷My eye don dim because of sorrow, and all my body parts don be like shadow. ⁸People wey dey do correct-and-holy way dey shock for dis matter, and di innocent one dey rise against di person wey no get God. ⁹But still, di correct-and-holy person dey hold im way, and di one wey get clean hand dey stronger and stronger.

¹⁰"But make una come back, all of una, come now—I no fit find even one wise man among una. ¹¹My days don pass, my plans don break, and di things wey my heart dey want go with dem. ¹²Dem dey turn night to day; 'light,' na wetin dem talk, 'don near'—for di front of darkness. ¹³If I dey hope for di grave as my house, if I spread my bed for inside darkness, ¹⁴if I call di pit, 'You be my papa,' and di worm, 'My mama' and 'My sister,' ¹⁵wia my hope dey den? Who fit see any hope for me? ¹⁶E go go down reach di gates of di grave? We go go down together enter di dust?"