Job 29
1 And Job continued and said in his parable,
Oo haddana Ayuub hadalkiisuu sii waday, oo wuxuu yidhi,
2 Oh that I were as in months past, wherein God preserved me!
Waxaan jeclaan lahaa inaan ahaado sidii waayihii hore, Iyo sidii aan ahaan jiray markii Ilaah i dhawri jiray,
3 As when his lamp shone over my head; when by his light I walked through darkness.
Markay laambaddiisu madaxayga ku ifin jirtay, Oo aan nuurkiisa gudcurka ku dhex mari jiray,
4 [As] when I steadfastly pursued my ways, when God took care of my house.
Markii aan xoog lahaan jiray, Oo qarsoodiga Ilaahna teendhadayda saarnaan jiray,
5 When I was very fruitful, and my children were about me;
Markii Ilaaha Qaadirka ahu ila jiri jiray, Oo carruurtayduna ay hareerahayga joogi jireen,
6 when my ways were moistened with butter, and the mountains flowed for me with milk.
Markay tallaabooyinkaygu subagga la barwaaqoobi jireen, Oo ay webiyaasha saliidda ahu dhagaxa iiga soo shubmi jireen!
7 When I went forth early in the city, and the seat was placed for me in the streets.
Markaan magaalada iriddeeda u bixi jiray, Oo aan kursigayga meel bannaan ku diyaarin jiray.
8 The young men saw me, and hid themselves: and all the old men stood up.
Dhallinyaradu intay i arkaan ayay dhuuman jireen, Oo odayaashuna intay sara joogsadaan ayay istaagi jireen,
9 And the great men ceased speaking, and laid their finger on their mouth.
Amiirraduna intay hadalka joojiyaan, Ayay afka gacanta saari jireen.
10 And they that heard [me] blessed me, and their tongue clave to their throat.
Ragga gobta ahuna way aamusi jireen, Oo carrabkoodiina dhabxanagguu ku dhegi jiray.
11 For the ear heard, and blessed me; and the eye saw me, and turned aside.
Waayo, markii dhegu i maqasho, way ii ducayn jirtay, Oo iluna markay i aragto, way ii marag furi jirtay.
12 For I saved the poor out of the hand of the oppressor, and helped the fatherless who had no helper.
Maxaa yeelay, waxaan samatabbixin jiray miskiinka qaylinaya, Iyo weliba agoonka aan wax u kaalmeeya lahayn.
13 Let the blessing of the perishing one come upon me; yea, the mouth of the widow has blessed me.
Ka halligaadda ku dhow ducadiisa ayaa igu soo degi jirtay, Oo ta carmalka ahna qalbigeeda waan ka farxin jiray ilaa ay gabay la rayrayso.
14 Also I put on righteousness, and clothed myself with judgment like a mantle.
Waxaan huwan jiray xaqnimo, oo iyana dhar bay ii noqon jirtay, Oo caddaaladdayduna waxay ii ahaan jirtay sida khamiis iyo cimaamad oo kale.
15 I was the eye of the blind, and the foot of the lame.
Kuwa indhaha la' indho baan u ahaan jiray, Kuwa curyaanka ahna cago baan u ahaan jiray.
16 I was the father of the helpless; and I searched out the cause which I knew not.
Aabbaan u ahaan jiray saboolka baahan, Oo ka aanan aqoonna xaalkiisa waan baadhi jiray.
17 And I broke the jaw-teeth of the unrighteous; I plucked the spoil out of the midst of their teeth.
Ka xaqa daran daamankiisa waan jebin jiray, Oo wixii uu dhufsadana ilkihiisaan ka soo bixin jiray.
18 And I said, My age shall continue as the stem of a palm-tree; I shall live a long while.
Markaasaan is-idhi, Buulkaygaan ku dhex dhiman doonaa, Oo cimrigayguna wuxuu u badan doonaa sida cammuudda oo kale.
19 [My] root was spread out by the water, and the dew would lodge on my crop.
Xididkaygu biyaha xaggooduu u faafayaa, Oo laamahaygana habeenkii oo dhan waxaa saaran sayax.
20 My glory was fresh in me, and by bow prospered in his hand.
Sharaftaydu way igu cusub tahay, Oo qaansadayduna gacantayday ku cusboonaatay.
21 [Men] heard me, and gave heed, and they were silent at my counsel.
Dadku dhegtuu ii dhigi jiray, oo i sugi jiray, Oo taladayda aawadeedna way u aamusi jireen.
22 At my word they spoke not again, and they were very gland whenever I spoke to them.
Weligood igama ay daba hadlin, Oo hadalkayguna korkooduu ku soo dhibci jiray.
23 As the thirsty earth expecting the rain, so they [waited for] my speech.
Oo waxay ii dhawri jireen sidii roobka oo kale, Oo waxay afkooda u kala furi jireen sidii roobka dambe loo sugo.
24 Were I to laugh on them, they would not believe [it]; and the light of my face has not failed.
Waan u af caddayn jiray markay qalbi jabaan, Oo nuurkii jaahaygana hoos uma ay tuuri jirin.
25 I chose out their way, and sat chief, and dwelt as a king in the midst of warriors, as one comforting mourners.
Waxaan dooran jiray jidkooda, oo sida nin madax ah ayaan u fadhiisan jiray, Oo waxaan u dhaqmi jiray sidii boqor ciidan dhex fadhiya, Iyo sidii mid u tacsiyeeya kuwa baroorta.
