Job 6

6 ¹Den Job answer say: ²"If dem fit just weigh my pain, and put all my wahala together for di scale! ³E for heavy pass di sand for di sea—na dat one make my mouth dey talk anyhow. ⁴Bicos di arrows of di Almighty dey inside me; my spirit dey drink dia poison; di fear-fear tins wey God send line up gainst me. ⁵Wild donkey dey cry ontop im grass, abi ox dey shout ontop im food? ⁶Dem dey chop food wey no get taste witout salt, abi any sweetness dey inside di water of di mallow plant? ^a a v6 Mallow na wild plant; di watery juice wey e get dey tastless and no dey sweet person mouth — e be like food wey no get power and no dey draw belle. ⁷My soul no gree touch dem; dis kind tins be like food wey dey make me wan vomit. ⁸Ah, if only dem for gimme wetin I dey beg for, if only God for gimme di tin wey my belle dey want, ⁹if only God for gree crush me, if only e for release im hand and cut me commot! ¹⁰Dis one for still be my comfort—I for jump for joy even inside pain wey no dey show mercy—say I neva deny di words of di Holy One. ¹¹Wetin be di strength wey I get, wey go make me continue to dey hope? And wetin be di end wey dey wait me, wey go make me get patience? ¹²My strength na strength of stone? My body na dem take bronze make am? ¹³No help at all no dey inside me, now wey dem don drive correct wisdom commot from me? ¹⁴Anybody wey hold back kindness from im friend don throway di fear of di Almighty. ¹⁵But my brothers na deceiver like river wey dey dry for desert, like stream wey full overflow den come dry finish, ¹⁶wey dark bicos of ice wey dey melt, wey full up wit snow wey hide, ¹⁷but for dry season dem just disappear; wen di heat come, dem vanish from dia place. ¹⁸Di travellers turn commot from dia road; dem climb enter di empty land and die. ¹⁹Di travellers of Tema dey look for water; di people wey dey waka from Sheba dey hope for am. ²⁰Shame catch dem bicos dem bin trust; dem reach di place come disappoint. ²¹Now, una sef don turn to notin; una see somtin wey dey scary come dey fear. ²²I ever talk say, 'Gimme somtin'? Abi, 'Take from una wealth pay bribe for me'? ²³Abi, 'Rescue me from enemy hand'? Abi, 'Buy me back from di grip of wicked people'? ²⁴Teach me, and I go keep quiet; show me wia I do wrong. ²⁵How true words fit pain person reach! But wetin una correction really prove? ²⁶Una wan correct ordinary words, dey treat di talk of man wey don loss hope like wind? ²⁷Una fit even throw lot ontop pikin wey no get papa, and sell una own friend. ²⁸But now, abeg look me—I no go ever lie for una face. ²⁹Change una mind, I beg una; make no injustice happen. Change una mind—my correct-and-holy way still stand. ³⁰Any wrong dey ontop my tongue? My mouth no fit know wetin dey destroy?"