< Ecclesiastes 9 >
1 So I took all this to heart and concluded that the righteous and the wise, as well as their deeds, are in God’s hands. Man does not know what lies ahead, whether love or hate.
Ihe ndị a niile ka m tulere nke ọma nʼobi m, kpebie na ihe ndị ezi omume na ndị maara ihe na-eme dị nʼaka Chineke, ma ọ dịghị onye maara ihe na-echere ha maọbụ ịhụnanya maọbụ ịkpọ asị.
2 It is the same for all: There is a common fate for the righteous and the wicked, for the good and the bad, for the clean and the unclean, for the one who sacrifices and the one who does not. As it is for the good, so it is for the sinner; as it is for the one who makes a vow, so it is for the one who refuses to take a vow.
Ihe niile na-adakwasị mmadụ niile nʼotu ụzọ ahụ, ma onye ezi omume ma onye ajọ omume, ezi mmadụ na onye na-abụghị ezi mmadụ, onye dị ọcha na onye na-adịghị ọcha, onye na-achụ aja na onye na-adịghị achụ aja. Dịka ọ dịrị ezi mmadụ, otu a ka ọ dịrị onye mmehie; dịka ọ dịrị ndị na-aṅụ iyi, otu a kwa ka ọ dị nye ndị na-adịghị aṅụ.
3 This is an evil in everything that is done under the sun: There is one fate for everyone. Furthermore, the hearts of men are full of evil and madness while they are alive, and afterward they join the dead.
Nke a bụkwa ihe ọjọọ na-eme nʼokpuru anyanwụ. Otu ihe ndakwasị dịrị mmadụ niile. Ọzọkwa, obi ụmụ mmadụ jupụtara nʼihe ọjọọ na ịyị ara mgbe ha nọ na ndụ, emesịa ha alakwuru ndị nwụrụ anwụ.
4 There is hope, however, for anyone who is among the living; for even a live dog is better than a dead lion.
Naanị ndị dị ndụ nwere olileanya. Ọ ka mma ịbụ nkịta dị ndụ karịa ịbụ ọdụm nwụrụ anwụ.
5 For the living know that they will die, but the dead know nothing. They have no further reward, because the memory of them is forgotten.
Nʼihi na ndị dị ndụ maara nke ọma na ha ga-anwụ, ma ndị nwụrụ anwụ amaghị ihe ọbụla; ha enwekwaghị ụgwọ ọrụ ọzọ, nʼihi na ha bụ ndị echefurula echefu.
6 Their love, their hate, and their envy have already vanished, and they will never again have a share in all that is done under the sun.
Ịhụnanya ha, na ịkpọ asị ha, na ekworo ha gabigara mgbe ha nwụrụ. Ha agaghị enwekwa oke nʼihe ọbụla na-eme nʼokpuru anyanwụ.
7 Go, eat your bread with joy, and drink your wine with a cheerful heart, for God has already approved your works:
Ya mere, gaa nʼihu, jiri ọṅụ rie nri gị, jirikwa ọṅụ ṅụọ ihe ọṅụṅụ nʼihi na ọ bụ ugbu a ka Chineke nabatara ọrụ gị.
8 Let your garments always be white, and never spare the oil for your head.
Yiri akwa dị ọcha mgbe niile, tee mmanụ na-esi isi ụtọ nʼisi gị.
9 Enjoy life with your beloved wife all the days of the fleeting life that God has given you under the sun—all your fleeting days. For this is your portion in life and in your labor under the sun.
Bie ndụ obi ụtọ, gị na nwunye gị ị hụrụ nʼanya, ụbọchị niile nke ndụ ihe efu gị nke Chineke nyere gị nʼokpuru anyanwụ, nʼihi na nke a bụ oke dịịrị gị na ndụ ndọgbu onwe gị nʼọrụ nʼokpuru anyanwụ.
10 Whatever you find to do with your hands, do it with all your might, for in Sheol, where you are going, there is no work or planning or knowledge or wisdom. (Sheol )
Ihe ọbụla ị na-eme, were ike gị niile mee ya, nʼihi na ịrụ ọrụ maọbụ iche echiche, maọbụ ihe ọmụma, maọbụ amamihe adịghị nʼala ndị nwụrụ anwụ. Ebe ahụ kwa ka ị na-aga. (Sheol )
11 I saw something else under the sun: The race is not to the swift, nor the battle to the strong; neither is the bread to the wise, nor the wealth to the intelligent, nor the favor to the skillful. For time and chance happen to all.
Ahụrụ ihe ọzọ nʼokpuru anyanwụ, ọ bụghị ndị nwere ụkwụ ọsọ na-agbata ihe, ọ bụkwaghị onye sikarịrị ike na-emeri nʼagha; ọ bụghị ndị maara ihe ka nri dịrị, ọ bụghị ndị nwere nghọta ka akụnụba dịrị, ọzọkwa, ọ bụghị ndị nka ka amara na-adịrị; kama ọ bụ mgbe na ihe ndaba na-eme ka ihe ndị a dịrị.
12 For surely no man knows his time: Like fish caught in a cruel net or birds trapped in a snare, so men are ensnared in an evil time that suddenly falls upon them.
Nke ka nke, ọ dịghị mmadụ ọbụla maara mgbe oge ya ga-eru: Ọ dị ka nnụnụ nke mara nʼọnya, maọbụ azụ e jidere nʼụgbụ. Dịka ha, ụmụ mmadụ na-adaba nʼọnya nke ihe ọjọọ mgbe ha na-atụghị anya ya.
13 I have also seen this wisdom under the sun, and it was great to me:
Ahụkwara m ihe ọzọ nʼokpuru anyanwụ, nke a bụ ụdị amamihe nke metụrụ m nʼobi nʼebe ọ dị ukwuu.
14 There was a small city with few men. A mighty king came against it, surrounded it, and built large siege ramps against it.
Ọ dị obodo nke naanị mmadụ ole na ole bi nʼime ya, ma otu eze dị ike chịịrị ndị agha ya bịa ibuso obodo nta a agha. Ndị agha ya gbara obodo a gburugburu na-achọ ịkwatu mgbidi ya.
15 Now a poor wise man was found in the city, and he saved the city by his wisdom. Yet no one remembered that poor man.
Ma ọ dị otu onye ogbenye bi nʼobodo nta ahụ, onye maara ihe, ọ zọpụtara obodo ahụ site nʼamamihe ya. Ma o nweghị onye chetara ihe banyere ya.
16 And I said, “Wisdom is better than strength, but the wisdom of the poor man is despised, and his words are not heeded.”
Nke a mere m ji sị, inwe amamihe bara uru karịa ịdị ike, ma ọ bụrụ na onye amamihe ahụ bụ onye ogbenye, a ga-eleda ya anya, a gaghị akpọkwa okwu ya ihe.
17 The calm words of the wise are heeded over the shouts of a ruler among fools.
Okwu nke onye maara ihe na-ekwu na nwayọọ ka a na-anụ, karịa iti mkpu nke onye na-achị achị nʼetiti ndị nzuzu.
18 Wisdom is better than weapons of war, but one sinner destroys much good.
Amamihe ka ihe agha niile mma, ma otu onye mmehie na-ala ọtụtụ ezi ihe nʼiyi.