Job 13
1 Loe, mine eye hath seene all this: mine eare hath heard, and vnderstande it.
“Anya m abụọ ahụla ihe ndị a niile, ntị m anụla ma ghọtakwa ha.
2 I knowe also as much as you knowe: I am not inferiour vnto you.
Mụ onwe m makwa ihe unu maara; abụghị m onye dị ala nʼebe unu nọ.
3 But I will speake to the Almightie, and I desire to dispute with God.
Ma ọ bụ Onye pụrụ ime ihe niile ka m chọrọ ịgwa okwu, ka mụ na Chineke rụọkwa ụka banyere okwu m.
4 For in deede ye forge lyes, and all you are physitions of no value.
Ma otu ọ dị, unu ji okwu ụgha etechi m dịka ọ bụ mgba ụlọ; unu niile bụ ndị dibịa na-abaghị uru.
5 Oh, that you woulde holde your tongue, that it might be imputed to you for wisedome!
Ọ bụrụ nnọọ na unu ga-agba nkịtị, nke a gaara egosi na unu bụ ndị nwere amamihe.
6 Nowe heare my disputation, and giue eare to the arguments of my lips.
Ugbu a, nụrụnụ ịrụ ụka m; geekwanụ ntị nụrụ okwu si m nʼọnụ na-apụta.
7 Will ye speake wickedly for Gods defence, and talke deceitfully for his cause?
Unu ga-ekpelara Chineke ikpe mmegide? Unu ga-esite nʼokwu aghụghọ kwuchitere Chineke ọnụ ya?
8 Will ye accept his person? or will ye contende for God?
Unu ga-egosi ya na unu na-ekpelara ya ikpe? Unu ga-ekwuchite ọnụ Chineke?
9 Is it well that he shoulde seeke of you? will you make a lye for him, as one lyeth for a man?
Ọ ga-adịrị unu mma ma ọ bụrụ na o nyochaa unu? Unu pụrụ ịghọgbu ya dịka unu si aghọgbu ndị mmadụ?
10 He will surely reprooue you, if ye doe secretly accept any person.
Ọ ghaghị ịbara unu mba ma ọ bụrụ na unu ejiri okwu ụgha chọọ inyere ya aka.
11 Shall not his excellencie make you afraid? and his feare fall vpon you?
Ọ ga-abụ na ebube na ịdị ukwuu ya adịghị eme ka unu maa jijiji? Egwu ya ọ dịghị atụ unu?
12 Your memories may be compared vnto ashes, and your bodyes to bodyes of clay.
Okwu amamihe unu niile dịka ilu nke ntụ; okwu ngọpụ unu dịka ihe ngọpụ ụrọ.
13 Holde your tongues in my presence, that I may speake, and let come vpon what will.
“Nọọnụ jụụ ka m kwuo okwu; ihe ọ pụtara ya pụta.
14 Wherefore doe I take my flesh in my teeth, and put my soule in mine hande?
Nʼihi gịnị ka m ga-eji tinye onwe m na nsogbu, werekwa ndụ m tinye nʼọbụaka m?
15 Loe, though he slay me, yet will I trust in him, and I will reprooue my wayes in his sight.
A sịkwarị na ọ ga-etigbu m aghaghị m ịtụkwasị ya obi m. Aga m ekwuchite ọnụ m gwa ya na ụzọ m dị ọcha.
16 He shalbe my saluation also: for the hypocrite shall not come before him.
Nʼezie, nke a ga-aghọrọ m nzọpụta maka na ọ dịghị onye ajọ omume ọbụla pụrụ ịbịa nʼihu ya.
17 Heare diligently my wordes, and marke my talke.
Geenụ ntị nke ọma nʼokwu m. Kwerenụ ka ihe m na-ekwu baa unu ntị.
18 Beholde nowe: if I prepare me to iudgement, I knowe that I shalbe iustified.
Ugbu a, edoziela m ikpe m nʼusoro, amatala m na ikpe agaghị ama m.
19 Who is he, that will pleade with me? for if I nowe holde my tongue, I dye.
Ọ dị onye pụrụ ibo m ebubo? Ọ bụrụ na o nwere, aga m emechi ọnụ m ma nwụọ.
20 But doe not these two things vnto me: then will I not hide my selfe from thee.
“Meere m naanị ihe abụọ ndị a, O Chineke, mgbe ahụ agaghị m ezo onwe m nʼihu gị.
21 Withdrawe thine hande from me, and let not thy feare make me afraide.
Wepụ aka gị i ji emegide m, meekwa ka ha dị anya nʼebe m nọ. Kwụsị ime ka oke egwu gị mee ka m maa jijiji.
22 Then call thou, and I will answere: or let me speake, and answere thou me.
Mgbe ahụ, kpọọ m oku, aga m azakwa gị. Maọbụ, kwerekwa ka m kwuo okwu, ka ị zaa m.
23 Howe many are mine iniquities and sinnes? shewe me my rebellion, and my sinne.
Ole ka ha dị bụ mmejọ na mmehie m mere? Gosi m ajọ omume m na mmehie m.
24 Wherefore hidest thou thy face, and takest me for thine enemie?
Gịnị mere i ji gbakụta m azụ? Gịnị mere i ji gụọ m dịka onye iro gị?
25 Wilt thou breake a leafe driuen to and from? and wilt thou pursue the drie stubble?
Ị ga-enye ahịhịa ikuku na-ebugharị ntaramahụhụ? Ị ga-achụ ahịhịa kpọrọ nkụ ọsọ?
26 For thou writest bitter things against me, and makest me to possesse the iniquities of my youth.
Nʼihi na ị na-edetu ihe ndị dị ilu megide m, na-emekwa ka m ghọrọ mkpụrụ mmehie m mere nʼoge okorobịa m.
27 Thou puttest my feete also in the stocks, and lookest narrowly vnto all my pathes, and makest the print thereof in ye heeles of my feet.
Ị na-eji mkpọrọ igwe kegide ụkwụ m abụọ; na-enyochakwa nzọ ụkwụ m niile site nʼitinye akara nʼebe ọbụla ọbụ ụkwụ m zọrọ.
28 Such one consumeth like a rotten thing, and as a garment that is motheaten.
“Ya mere, mmadụ nʼala nʼiyi dịka ihe rere ere, na dịka akwa nke nla riri.
