Job 40
1 Moreover the LORD answered Job, and said:
Olúwa dá Jobu lóhùn sí pẹ̀lú, ó sì wí pé,
2 Shall he that reproveth contend with the Almighty? He that argueth with God, let him answer it.
“Ẹni tí ń bá Olódùmarè wíjọ́ yóò ha kọ ní ẹ̀kọ́? Ẹni tí ń bá Ọlọ́run wí jẹ́ kí ó dáhùn!”
3 Then Job answered the LORD, and said:
Nígbà náà ni Jobu dá Olúwa lóhùn wá ó sì wí pé,
4 Behold, I am of small account; what shall I answer Thee? I lay my hand upon my mouth.
“Kíyèsi i, ẹ̀gbin ni èmi—ohun kí ni èmi ó dà? Èmi ó fi ọwọ́ mi le ẹnu mi.
5 Once have I spoken, but I will not answer again; yea, twice, but I will proceed no further.
Ẹ̀ẹ̀kan ní mo sọ̀rọ̀, ṣùgbọ́n èmi kì yóò tún sọ mọ́; lẹ́ẹ̀kejì ni, èmi kò sì le ṣe é mọ́.”
6 Then the LORD answered Job out of the whirlwind, and said:
Nígbà náà ní Olúwa dá Jobu lóhùn láti inú ìjì àyíká wá, ó sì wí pé,
7 Gird up thy loins now like a man; I will demand of thee, and declare thou unto Me.
“Di àmùrè gírí ní ẹgbẹ́ rẹ bí ọkùnrin, èmi ó bi ọ léèrè, kí ìwọ kí ó sì dá mi lóhùn.
8 Wilt thou even make void My judgment? Wilt thou condemn Me, that thou mayest be justified?
“Ìwọ ha fẹ́ mú ìdájọ́ mi di asán? Ìwọ ó sì dá mi lẹ́bi, kí ìwọ lè ṣe olódodo.
9 Or hast thou an arm like God? And canst thou thunder with a voice like Him?
Ìwọ ni apá bí Ọlọ́run tàbí ìwọ lè fi ohùn sán àrá bí òun?
10 Deck thyself now with majesty and excellency, and array thyself with glory and beauty.
Fi ọláńlá àti ọlá ìtayọ rẹ̀ ṣe ara rẹ ní ọ̀ṣọ́, tí ó sì fi ògo àti títóbi ọ̀ṣọ́ bo ara ní aṣọ.
11 Cast abroad the rage of thy wrath; and look upon every one that is proud, and abase him.
Mú ìrunú ìbínú rẹ jáde; kíyèsí gbogbo ìwà ìgbéraga rẹ kí o sì rẹ̀ ẹ́ sílẹ̀.
12 Look on every one that is proud, and bring him low; and tread down the wicked in their place.
Wo gbogbo ìwà ìgbéraga, ènìyàn kí o sì rẹ ẹ sílẹ̀ kí o sì tẹ ènìyàn búburú mọ́lẹ̀ ní ipò wọn.
13 Hide them in the dust together; bind their faces in the hidden place.
Sin gbogbo wọn papọ̀ nínú erùpẹ̀, kí o sì di ojú ìkọ̀kọ̀ wọn ní isà òkú.
14 Then will I also confess unto thee that thine own right hand can save thee.
Nígbà náà ní èmi ó yìn ọ́ pé, ọwọ́ ọ̀tún ara rẹ lè gbà ọ́ là.
15 Behold now behemoth, which I made with thee; he eateth grass as an ox.
“Ǹjẹ́ nísinsin yìí kíyèsi Behemoti, tí mo dá pẹ̀lú rẹ, òun a máa jẹ koríko bí ọ̀dá màlúù.
16 Lo now, his strength is in his loins, and his force is in the stays of his body.
Wò o nísinsin yìí, agbára rẹ wà ní ẹ̀gbẹ́ rẹ, àti ipa rẹ nínú ìṣàn ìkún rẹ.
17 He straineth his tail like a cedar; the sinews of his thighs are knit together.
Òun a máa jù ìrù rẹ̀ bí i igi kedari, iṣan itan rẹ̀ dìjọ pọ̀.
18 His bones are as pipes of brass; his gristles are like bars of iron.
Egungun rẹ̀ ní ògùṣọ̀ idẹ, Egungun rẹ̀ dàbí ọ̀pá irin.
19 He is the beginning of the ways of God; He only that made him can make His sword to approach unto him.
Òun ni olórí nínú àwọn iṣẹ́ Ọlọ́run; síbẹ̀ Ẹlẹ́dàá rẹ̀ fi idà rẹ̀ lé e lọ́wọ́.
20 Surely the mountains bring him forth food, and all the beasts of the field play there.
Nítòótọ́ òkè ńlá ńlá ní i mu ohun jíjẹ fún un wá, níbi tí gbogbo ẹranko igbó máa ṣiré ní ẹ̀gbẹ́ ibẹ̀.
21 He lieth under the lotus-trees, in the covert of the reed, and fens.
Ó dùbúlẹ̀ lábẹ́ igi lótusì, lábẹ́ eèsún àti ẹrẹ̀.
22 The lotus-trees cover him with their shadow; the willows of the brook compass him about.
Igi lótusì síji wọn bò o; igi arọrọ odò yí i káàkiri.
23 Behold, if a river overflow, he trembleth not; he is confident, though the Jordan rush forth to his mouth.
Kíyèsi i, odò ńlá sàn jọjọ, òun kò sálọ; ó wà láìléwu bí ó bá ṣe pé odò Jordani ti ṣàn lọ sí ẹnu rẹ̀.
24 Shall any take him by his eyes, or pierce through his nose with a snare?
Ẹnìkan ha lè mú un ní ojú rẹ̀, tàbí dẹkùn fún tàbí a máa fi ọ̀kọ̀ gún imú rẹ̀?
