Job 8
1 Then Bildad the Shuhite replied:
Mgbe ahụ, Bildad onye Shua zaghachiri sị:
2 “How long will you go on saying such things? The words of your mouth are a blustering wind.
“Ruo ole mgbe ka i ga na-ekwu okwu dị otu a? Okwu ọnụ gị bụ naanị ifufe dị ike.
3 Does God pervert justice? Does the Almighty pervert what is right?
Chineke ọ na-ekpe ikpe na-ezighị ezi? Onye pụrụ ime ihe niile ọ na-eme ka ihe ziri ezi gbagọọ agbagọ?
4 When your children sinned against Him, He gave them over to their rebellion.
Mgbe ụmụ gị mehiere megide ya, o weere ha nyefee nʼikpe ọmụma kwesiri mmehie ha.
5 But if you would earnestly seek God and ask the Almighty for mercy,
Ma ọ bụrụ na i ga-achọsi Chineke ike, rịọ Onye pụrụ ime ihe niile,
6 if you are pure and upright, even now He will rouse Himself on your behalf and restore your righteous estate.
ọ bụrụ na ị bụ onye dị ọcha nʼobi na onye ụzọ ya ziri ezi, ọ bụladị ugbu a, ọ ga-agbachitere gị weghachi gị nʼọnọdụ ịbụ ọgaranya gị.
7 Though your beginnings were modest, your latter days will flourish.
Ọ bụ ezie, na mmalite gị nwere ike ịdị ala, ma ụbọchị ikpeazụ gị ga-adị elu.
8 Please inquire of past generations and consider the discoveries of their fathers.
“Jụọ ọgbọ ndị gara aga ma chọpụta ihe ndị bụ nna ha chọpụtara.
9 For we were born yesterday and know nothing; our days on earth are but a shadow.
Nʼihi na anyị onwe anyị bụ ndị a mụrụ naanị ụnyaahụ, ndị ọ dịghị ihe ha maara. Ụbọchị ndụ anyị nʼụwa dịka onyinyo.
10 Will they not teach you and tell you, and speak from their understanding?
Ọ bụ na ha agaghị agwa gị ma kuziekwara gị ihe? Ọ bụ na ha agaghị esite na nghọta kwuo okwu?
11 Does papyrus grow where there is no marsh? Do reeds flourish without water?
Ahịhịa papịrọs o nwere ike ito nʼebe apịtị na-adịghị? Ahịhịa riidi ọ ga-eto nʼebe mmiri na-adịghị?
12 While the shoots are still uncut, they dry up quicker than grass.
Nʼihi na mgbe ha ka na-etopụta etopụta, mgbe a na-egbubibeghị ha, ha na-ebu ahịhịa ndị ọzọ ụzọ kpọnwụọ.
13 Such is the destiny of all who forget God; so the hope of the godless will perish.
Nke a bụ oke ndị na-echefu Chineke, otu a kwa ka olileanya nke onye na-amaghị Chineke si ala nʼiyi.
14 His confidence is fragile; his security is in a spider’s web.
Ihe ọ tụkwasịrị obi bụ ihe na-awa awa; ihe mgbakwasị ụkwụ ya bụ akwụ udide.
15 He leans on his web, but it gives way; he holds fast, but it does not endure.
Ọ bụrụ na ọ dabere na ya, ọ ga-etibi; ọ bụrụ na o jide ya aka, ọ ga-adọbikwa.
16 He is a well-watered plant in the sunshine, spreading its shoots over the garden.
Ọ dị ka ahịhịa ubi a na-agba mmiri nke ọma nʼubi a gbara ogige, nke anwụ na-amụkwasị, nke ome ya na-awasa ruo akụkụ niile nke ogige ahụ.
17 His roots wrap around the rock heap; he looks for a home among the stones.
Mgbọrọgwụ ya tụhịrị gburugburu nkume ndị dị nʼubi ahụ, ma na-achọkwa ọnọdụ nʼetiti nkume ndị a.
18 If he is uprooted from his place, it will disown him, saying, ‘I never saw you.’
Ma mgbe e si nʼọnọdụ ya hopu ya, ebe ahụ na-agọnarịkwa ya, na-asị, ‘Ahụtụbeghị m gị.’
19 Surely this is the joy of his way; yet others will spring from the dust.
Nʼezie, ndụ ya na-akpọnwụ, site nʼala ahụ ahịhịa ndị ọzọ na-etopụtakwa.
20 Behold, God does not reject the blameless, nor will He strengthen the hand of evildoers.
“Nʼezie Chineke anaghị agbakụta onye ụzọ ya ziri ezi azụ, maọbụ gbaa aka onye ajọ omume ume.
21 He will yet fill your mouth with laughter, and your lips with a shout of joy.
Ọ ga-eme ka ọnụ gị jupụta nʼọchị. Ọ ga-eme ka mkpu ọṅụ si nʼegbugbere ọnụ gị pụta.
22 Your enemies will be clothed in shame, and the tent of the wicked will be no more.”
Ndị iro gị ka a ga-eyikwasị ihere dị ka uwe, ebe obibi nke ndị na-emebi iwu agaghị adịkwa.”
