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.
Ɛda foforɔ bi, abɔfoɔ no baa Awurade anim bio na Satan nso kaa wɔn ho baeɛ.
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.”
Awurade bisaa Satan sɛ, “Wofiri he na wobaa ha?” Satan buaa Awurade sɛ, “Mefiri asase so akyinkyinakyinkyini ne emu akɔneabadie mu.”
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.”
Na Awurade bisaa Satan sɛ, “Woadwene mʼakoa Hiob ho anaa? Obiara nte sɛ ɔno wɔ asase so, ne ho nni asɛm na ɔtene. Ɔyɛ onipa a ɔsuro Onyankopɔn na ɔkyiri bɔne. Ɛwom sɛ wohyɛɛ me sɛ mensɛe no a menni nnyinasoɔ biara deɛ, nanso ɔda so gyina ne pɛpɛyɛ no mu.”
4 “Skin for skin!” Satan replied. “A man will give up all he owns in exchange for his life.
Satan buaa Awurade sɛ, “Wedeɛ pere wedeɛ. Onipa de deɛ ɔwɔ nyinaa bɛma de apere ne nkwa.
5 But stretch out Your hand and strike his flesh and bones, and he will surely curse You to Your face.”
Sɛ ɛbɛtumi a tene wo nsa fa ka ne honam ne ne nnompe, na ɔbɛdome wo wɔ wʼanim!”
6 “Very well,” said the LORD to Satan. “He is in your hands, but you must spare his life.”
Awurade ka kyerɛɛ Satan sɛ, “Ɛyɛ, ɔwɔ wo nsam na ne nkwa deɛ, gyaa mu ma no.”
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.
Enti, Satan firii Awurade anim, na ɔmaa akuro a ɛyɛ yea totɔɔ Hiob ho firi ne nan ase kɔsii nʼapampam.
8 And Job took a piece of broken pottery to scrape himself as he sat among the ashes.
Afei, na kyɛmferɛ na Hiob de dwi ne ho, ɛberɛ a ɔte nsõ mu.
9 Then Job’s wife said to him, “Do you still retain your integrity? Curse God and die!”
Ne yere bisaa no sɛ, “Woda so kura wo pɛpɛyɛ no mu ara? Dome Onyankopɔn, na wu!”
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.
Na Hiob buaa no sɛ, “Wokasa sɛ ɔbaa a ɔyɛ ɔkwasea. Ade pa deɛ, yɛagye afiri Onyankopɔn nsam na ade bɔne na yɛmpo anaa?” Yei nyinaa mu, Hiob anka asɛm bɔne.
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.
Ɛberɛ a Hiob nnamfo baasa bi a wɔne Temanni Elifas, Suhini Bildad ne Naamani Sofar tee amanehunu a aba Hiob so no, wɔfirii wɔn afie mu, hyia yɛɛ adwene sɛ wɔbɛkɔ akɔhwɛ no na wɔakyekye ne werɛ.
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.
Wɔhunuu Hiob firii akyiri no, wɔanhunu sɛ ɛyɛ ɔno; wɔhyɛɛ aseɛ twaa agyaadwoɔ, sunsuanee wɔn ntadeɛ mu, tuu mfuturo guu wɔn tiri so.
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.
Na wɔne no tenaa fam nnanson, awia ne anadwo. Na obiara ankasa, ɛfiri sɛ, wɔhunuu sɛ nʼamanehunu no nyɛ asɛmwa.
