Job 2
1 On another day the sons of God came to present themselves before the LORD, and Satan also came with them to present himself before Him.
Mokolo moko lisusu, ba-anjelu ya Nzambe bayaki komilakisa liboso ya Yawe. Satana mpe ayaki elongo na bango.
2 “Where have you come from?” said the LORD to Satan. “From roaming through the earth,” he replied, “and walking back and forth in it.”
Yawe atunaki Satana: — Owuti wapi? Satana azongiselaki Yawe: — Nawuti kotambola mpe koyengayenga na mokili.
3 Then the LORD said to Satan, “Have you considered My servant Job? For there is no one on earth like him, a man who is blameless and upright, who fears God and shuns evil. He still retains his integrity, even though you incited Me against him to ruin him without cause.”
Yawe alobaki na Satana: — Boni, omoni Yobo, mosali na Ngai? Ezali na moto moko te oyo azali lokola ye, kati na mokili: azali moyengebene mpe moto ya sembo, atosaka Nzambe mpe akimaka mabe. Azali kaka kotingama na bosembo na ye, atako otindikaki Ngai na pamba ete nasala ye mabe.
4 “Skin for skin!” Satan replied. “A man will give up all he owns in exchange for his life.
Satana azongiselaki Yawe: — Poso mpo na poso: moto akoki kopesa biloko na ye nyonso mpo kaka abikisa bomoi na ye.
5 But stretch out Your hand and strike his flesh and bones, and he will surely curse You to Your face.”
Kasi sik’oyo, sembola kaka loboko na Yo, beta nzoto mpe mikuwa na ye; okomona penza soki akolakela Yo mabe te na miso na Yo.
6 “Very well,” said the LORD to Satan. “He is in your hands, but you must spare his life.”
Yawe alobaki na Satana: — Malamu! Azali kati na maboko na yo, kasi kosimba bomoi na ye te!
7 So Satan went out from the presence of the LORD and infected Job with terrible boils from the soles of his feet to the crown of his head.
Boye, Satana alongwaki liboso ya Yawe mpe abwakelaki Yobo bokono ya mabe na poso ya nzoto, longwa na se ya matambe na ye kino na songe ya moto.
8 And Job took a piece of broken pottery to scrape himself as he sat among the ashes.
Yobo akamataki eteni ya mbeki mpo na komikwanza na yango nzoto, mpe amivandisaki na putulu.
9 Then Job’s wife said to him, “Do you still retain your integrity? Curse God and die!”
Mwasi na ye alobaki na ye: — Boni, ozali kaka kokoba na bosembo na yo? Lakela Nzambe mabe mpe kufa na yo!
10 “You speak as a foolish woman speaks,” he told her. “Should we accept from God only good and not adversity?” In all this, Job did not sin in what he said.
Yobo azongiselaki ye: — Ah! Ozali koloba lokola moto ya liboma! Boni, tondimaka kaka makambo ya malamu, epai ya Nzambe, kasi tondimaka makambo mabe te?
11 Now when Job’s three friends—Eliphaz the Temanite, Bildad the Shuhite, and Zophar the Naamathite—heard about all this adversity that had come upon him, each of them came from his home, and they met together to go and sympathize with Job and comfort him.
Tango baninga misato ya Yobo —Elifazi, moto ya Temani; Bilidadi, moto ya Shuwa; mpe Tsofari, moto ya Naama— bayokaki sango ya pasi nyonso oyo ekomelaki Yobo, batikaki bandako na bango mpe bayokanaki mpo na kokende kokabola pasi elongo na ye mpe kobondisa ye.
12 When they lifted up their eyes from afar, they could barely recognize Job. They began to weep aloud, and each man tore his robe and threw dust in the air over his head.
Wuta na mosika, tango kaka bamonaki ye, bakokaki te koyeba ye lisusu; boye, babandaki wana kolela makasi, bapasolaki banzambala na bango mpe bamibwakelaki putulu na mito.
13 Then they sat on the ground with him for seven days and seven nights, but no one spoke a word to him because they saw how intense his suffering was.
Bamivandisaki na mabele elongo na Yobo mikolo sambo mpe butu sambo. Moko te akokaki koloba na ye ata liloba moko, pamba te bamonaki ndenge nini pasi na ye ezalaki makasi.
