Job 4
1 Then Eliphaz the Temanite answered Job.
Mgbe ahụ, Elifaz onye obodo Teman zara Job sị:
2 “Could I say a word? I don't want to upset you but who could keep quiet and not respond?
“Iwe ọ ga-ewe gị ma ọ bụrụ na mmadụ agwa gị okwu? Onye kwanụ nwere ike ịnọ nʼebe a hapụ ikwu okwu?
3 You've certainly encouraged many people and supported those who are weak.
Lee ka i siri nye ọtụtụ mmadụ ndụmọdụ, na ka i si mee ka ndị na-ada mba nwee ume.
4 Your advice has helped those who are stumbling not to fall, and you have strengthened those whose knees are weak.
Okwu ọnụ gị abụrụla ihe ịgbaume nye ọtụtụ mmadụ, ị bụrụla ịgbaume nye ndị ikpere ha na-ama jijiji.
5 But now you're the one suffering and you're upset.
Ma leenụ ugbu a, nsogbu abịakwasịla gị, ị bụrụla onye na-ada mba; nsogbu etiela gị aka, i na-ama jijiji.
6 Wasn't it your reverence for God that gave you confidence and your integrity that gave you hope?
Egwu ị na-atụ Chineke ọ gaghị abụ ihe ịgbaume nye gị, izi ezi nke ndụ gị abụrụkwa olileanya gị?
7 Think about it: since when did the innocent die? Since when were good people destroyed?
“Chee echiche ugbu a! Onye, bụ onye aka ya dị ọcha, nke a larala nʼiyi? Ebee ka i hụrụ ka e bibiri ndị na-eme ihe ziri ezi?
8 From what I've seen it's those who plant evil and sow trouble who reap the same!
Dịka m si hụ ya, ndị na-agha ajọ ihe dịka mkpụrụ na ndị na-akụ okwu na ụka na-aghọta ya dịka ihe ubi.
9 A breath from God destroys them; a blast of his anger wipes them out.
Chineke na-ala ha nʼiyi site nʼume ọ na-ekupụta. Ọ na-esitekwa nʼoke iwe ya repịa ha.
10 Lions may roar and growl, but their teeth still break.
Ọdụm nwere ike gbọọ ụja, maọbụ bigbọọ, ma eze ọdụm dị ike ka a gbajisiri.
11 Even a lion dies from lack of food, and the lioness' cubs are scattered.
Oke ọdụm na-ala nʼiyi site na-enweghị ihe ọ dọgbutara, ụmụ nne ọdụm niile ka a na-achụsa.
12 A word quietly crept up on me; a whisper reached my ear.
“E mere ka okwu rute m nʼụzọ nzuzo, ntị m nụrụ ya nʼịgba izu.
13 Troubling thoughts came to me in nightmares when you fall into a deep sleep.
Nʼime nkụja nke oke nrọ nke abalị, mgbe oke ụra na-adakwasị ụmụ mmadụ,
14 I became terrified and trembled; all my bones were shaking.
oke ụjọ na ahụ ịma jijiji dakwasịrị m, meekwa ka ọkpụkpụ niile dị nʼahụ m maa jijiji.
15 Then a breath brushed my face and gave me goose-pimples.
Otu mmụọ sitere nʼihu m gafee. Ọ bụladị ajị dị m nʼahụ guzochara ọtọ nʼihi ụjọ.
16 Something stopped, but I couldn't see its face. My eyes could only make out a shape. It was totally quiet, and then I heard a voice:
Ọ kwụsịrị; ma apụghị m ịkọ ihe ọ bụ. Onyinyo guzooro nʼanya m, anụrụ m olu dị nro, nke kwuru sị:
17 ‘Can anyone be right before God? Can anyone be pure before their Maker?
‘Mmadụ efu ọ nwere ike bụrụ onye ezi omume karịa Chineke? Ọ bụladị nwoke dị ike, ọ pụrụ ịdị ọcha nʼobi karịa Onye kere ya?
18 If he doesn't even trust his servants, and he says his angels make mistakes,
Ọ bụrụ na Chineke adịghị atụkwasị ndị ozi ya obi, ọ bụrụ na ọ na-ebo ndị mmụọ ozi ya ebubo imejọ ihe,
19 how much more does this apply to those who live in these houses made of clay, whose foundations are based on dust, who fall apart like clothing to a moth?
ọ ga-esi aṅaa ghara ibo ndị bi nʼụlọ ụrọ ebubo karịa, bụ ndị ntọala ha dị nʼaja, ndị nke a na-azọpịa ngwangwa dịka nla.
20 Alive in the morning, they are dead by evening. They die, unnoticed.
Site nʼụtụtụ ruo nʼanyasị, a na-etipịasị ha: ha na-ala nʼiyi ruo mgbe ebighị ebi, ihe niile a na-agakwa dịka o si aga.
21 They are like tent ropes that are pulled up, and they collapse in death. They die without wisdom.’
Ọ bụ na-eholiteghị eriri ụlọ ikwu ha elu, mee ka ha nwụọ na-enweghị amamihe?’
