Job 41
1 Canst thou draw out the leviathan with a hook, or canst thou tie his tongue with a cord?
“Ị pụrụ iji nko azụ jide Leviatan maọbụ jiri ụdọ kegide ire ya bịada ya?
2 Canst thou put a ring in his nose, or bore through his jaw with a buckle?
Ị pụrụ ikenye eriri nʼimi ya maọbụ were ngu igwe mapuo agba ya?
3 Will he make many supplications to thee, or speak soft words to thee?
Ọ ga-arịọ gị arịrịọ ka i meere ya ebere? Ọ ga-eji olu dị nro gwa gị okwu?
4 Will he make a covenant with thee, and wilt thou take him to be a servant for ever?
Ọ ga-ekwe ka gị na ya baa nʼọgbụgba ndụ ka i were ya dịka ohu gị ogologo ndụ ya niile?
5 Shalt thou play with him as with a bird, or tie him up for thy handmaids?
Ị ga-eji ya gwurie egwu dịka nnụnụ? Maọbụ kee ya eriri nye ya ụmụ agbọghọ nọ nʼụlọ gị?
6 Shall friends cut him in pieces, shall merchants divide him?
Ndị ahịa ha ga-eji ya zụọ ahịa? Ha ga-eke ya nʼetiti ndị mgbereahịa?
7 Wilt thou fill nets with his skin, and the cabins of fishes with his head?
Ị pụrụ iji igwe nko mejuo akpụkpọ ahụ ya maọbụ iji ùbe ndị ọkụ azụ dupuo isi ya?
8 Lay thy hand upon him: remember the battle, and speak no more.
Ọ bụrụ na ị tụkwasị ya aka, ị gaghị echefu ọgụ ọ ga-alụso gị. Ị gakwaghị anwa ya ọzọ.
9 Behold his hope shall fail him, and in the sight of all he shall be cast down.
Ọ bụ ime ihe nzuzu bụ mmadụ ịgbalị ijide ya. Naanị ilekwasị ya anya na-eyi egwu.
10 I will not stir him up, like one that is cruel: for who can resist my countenance?
Nʼihi nke a, o nweghị onye nwere obi ike ịkpasu ya iwe. Ọ bụ onye pụrụ iguzogide m?
11 Who hath given me before that I should repay him? All things that are under heaven are mine.
Olee onye m ji ụgwọ nke m na-aghaghị ịkwụ? Ihe niile dị nʼokpuru eluigwe bụ nke m.
12 I will not spare him, nor his mighty words, and framed to make supplication.
“Agaghị m akwụsị ikwu ihe banyere ụkwụ na aka Leviatan, na ike ya, na ụdịdị ya mara mma.
13 Who can discover the face of his garment? or who can go into the midst of his mouth?
Onye nwere ike ikpughepụ ihe e ji kpuchie ya ahụ? Onye nwekwara ike ịbanye nʼagba ya apịajiri okpukpu abụọ?
14 Who can open the doors of his face? his teeth are terrible round about.
Onye pụrụ imeghe ụzọ nke ọnụ ya, nke eze dị oke egwu gbara gburugburu?
15 His body is like molten shields, shut close up with scales pressing upon one another.
Azụ ya nwere ọta ndị e doro nʼusoro nke e mechisịrị ike ka ha rapara nʼahụ ibe ha,
16 One is joined to another, and not so much as any air can come between them:
nke ọbụla dị ibe ya nso, na ikuku enweghị ike gafee nʼetiti ha.
17 They stick one to another and they hold one another fast, and shall not be separated.
E jikọtara ha ọnụ nke ọma, ha na-ejisi onwe ha ike, enweghị ike ikewa ha.
18 His sneezing is like the shining of fire, and his eyes like the eyelids of the morning.
Ìhè na-enwupụta mgbe ọbụla o zere uzere; anya ya abụọ na-achakwa dịka anwụ ụtụtụ.
19 Out of his mouth go forth lamps, like torches of lighted fire.
Ire ọkụ na-asọpụta site nʼọnụ ya, icheku ọkụ na-ekepụtakwa nʼọnụ ya.
20 Out of his nostrils goeth smoke, like that of a pot heated and boiling.
Anwụrụ ọkụ na-esi nʼimi ya na-apụta, dịka ukuru ọkụ nke na-esi nʼime mmiri na-agbọ nʼelu osisi achara.
21 His breath kindleth coals, and a flame cometh forth out of his mouth.
Ume ọ na-ekupụta na-afụnwu ọkụ icheku. Ire ọkụ na-esitekwa nʼọnụ ya na-amapụ dịka àkụ.
22 In his neck strength shall dwell, and want goeth before his face.
Ike nwere ọnọdụ nʼolu ya, obi ịlọ mmiri na-aga ya nʼihu.
23 The members of his flesh cleave one to another: he shall send lightnings against him, and they shall not be carried to another place.
Akpụkpọ anụ ahụ ya bụ ihe jikọtara ọnụ nke ọma, ha siri ike na-apụghị inugharị ha.
24 His heart shall be as hard as a stone, and as firm as a smith’s anvil.
Obi ya dị ike dịka nkume, dịka nkume e ji akwọ ihe.
25 When he shall raise him up, the angels shall fear, and being affrighted shall purify themselves.
Mgbe o bilitere ọtọ, ndị dike na-atụ oke ụjọ; ha na-alaghachi azụ nʼihi mmagharị ya.
26 When a sword shall lay at him, it shall not be able to hold, nor a spear, nor a breastplate.
O nweghị mma agha ọbụla pụrụ igbochi ya, o nwekwaghị ùbe igwe, maọbụ àkụ maọbụ ihe ọbụla a pịrị ọnụ ya apị nke pụrụ igbochi ya.
27 For he shall esteem iron as straw, and brass as rotten wood.
Nʼebe ọ nọ, igwe dị ka ahịhịa; bronz dịkwa ka osisi rere ure nʼebe ọ nọ.
28 The archer shall not put him to flight, the stones of the sling are to him like stubble.
Àkụ adịghị eme ka ọ gbalaga, ịtụ ya nkume dị ka ịtụ ya igbugbo ọka.
29 As stubble will he esteem the hammer, and he will laugh him to scorn who shaketh the spear.
Mkpọrọ osisi na-adị ya ka ahịhịa ọka, ọ na-achị ọchị na mkpọtụ arụa na-eme.
30 The beams of the sun shall be under him, and he shall strew gold under him like mire.
Okpuru afọ ya dị ka ejuju dị nkọ, nke na-ahapụ ụzọ nʼapịtị dịka igwe eji azọcha mkpụrụ ọka site nʼogbe ya.
31 He shall make the deep sea to boil like a pot, and shall make it as when ointments boil.
Ọ na-eme mmiri dị ogbu ka ọ gbọọ dịka ite; ọ na-akpagharị oke osimiri ka ọ dị ka mmanụ otite dị nʼite.
32 A path shall shine after him, he shall esteem the deep as growing old.
Ọ na-ahapụ ụfụfụ nʼazụ mgbe ọ na-aga; mmadụ ga-eche na ọ osimiri nwere isi awọ.
33 There is no power upon earth that can be compared with him who was made to fear no one.
O nweghị ihe ọzọ dị nʼụwa yiri ya, o nweghị ihe na-emenye ya ụjọ.
34 He beholdeth every high thing, he is king over all the children of pride.
Ọ na-eleda ndị mpako niile anya. Ọ bụkwa eze nʼebe ndị na-anya isi nọ.”
