Job 7

7 ¹"Abi people no dey do hard work for dis earth, and dia days no be like di days of worker wey dem hire? ²Like slave wey dey hungry for shade, and like worker wey dem hire wey dey wait for im pay, ³na so dem give me months wey empty, and dem don assign nights of suffer give me. ⁴Wen I lie down I dey talk, 'Wen I go wake up?' But di night dey drag long, and I dey turn dis way and dat way sotay morning break. ⁵Worm and lump of dirty cover my body like cloth; my skin dey hard, den e go tear open again. ⁶My days dey fast pass di shuttle wey person dey use weave cloth, and dem dey end without any hope. ⁷Remember say my life na just small breeze; I no go ever see anytin good again. ⁸Di eye wey dey see me now no go see me again; your eyes go dey look for me, but I go don comot. ⁹Just as cloud dey clear and disappear, na so person wey go down enter grave no dey come up again; ¹⁰e no dey return to im house again, and im place no dey know am again.

¹¹"Na dat reason make I no go shut my mouth; I go talk from di pain of my spirit, I go complain from di bitter for my soul. ¹²Abi na sea I be, or sea monster, wey You put guard for my head? ¹³Wen I talk say, 'My bed go comfort me, my mat go ease my complaint,' ¹⁴na den You go dey scare me with dream and dey frighten me with vision, ¹⁵so tay I go rather choose make dem strangle me and make I die pass dis my body. ¹⁶I dey waste away; I no go live forever. Leave me alone, because my days na just small breeze.

¹⁷"Wetin be man, wey You dey make am so important, and wey You dey put your heart on am, ¹⁸wey You dey visit am every morning and dey test am every moment? ¹⁹How long e go take before You go look away from me, and leave me alone small time make I fit swallow my spit? ²⁰If I don sin, wetin I don do You, You wey dey watch mankind? Why You make me your target, so tay I don turn burden to my own self? ²¹Why You no go forgive my sin and take away my guilt? Because soon I go lie down for inside di dust; You go search for me, but I go don comot."