Job 13
1 See, my eye has seen all this, my ear has heard and understood it.
“Anya m abụọ ahụla ihe ndị a niile, ntị m anụla ma ghọtakwa ha.
2 What you know, the same do I know also: I am not inferior to you.
Mụ onwe m makwa ihe unu maara; abụghị m onye dị ala nʼebe unu nọ.
3 Surely I would speak to the Almighty, and I desire to reason 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 But you are forgers of lies, you are all physicians 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 O that you would altogether hold your peace! and it should be your wisdom.
Ọ bụrụ nnọọ na unu ga-agba nkịtị, nke a gaara egosi na unu bụ ndị nwere amamihe.
6 Hear now my reasoning, and listen to the pleadings of my lips.
Ugbu a, nụrụnụ ịrụ ụka m; geekwanụ ntị nụrụ okwu si m nʼọnụ na-apụta.
7 Will you speak wickedly for God? and talk deceitfully for him?
Unu ga-ekpelara Chineke ikpe mmegide? Unu ga-esite nʼokwu aghụghọ kwuchitere Chineke ọnụ ya?
8 Will you accept his person? will you contend for God?
Unu ga-egosi ya na unu na-ekpelara ya ikpe? Unu ga-ekwuchite ọnụ Chineke?
9 Is it good that he should search you out? or as one man mocks another, do you so mock him?
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 reprove you, if you do secretly accept persons.
Ọ ghaghị ịbara unu mba ma ọ bụrụ na unu ejiri okwu ụgha chọọ inyere ya aka.
11 Shall not his excellency make you afraid? and his dread fall on you?
Ọ ga-abụ na ebube na ịdị ukwuu ya adịghị eme ka unu maa jijiji? Egwu ya ọ dịghị atụ unu?
12 Your remembrances are like to ashes, your bodies to bodies of clay.
Okwu amamihe unu niile dịka ilu nke ntụ; okwu ngọpụ unu dịka ihe ngọpụ ụrọ.
13 Hold your peace, let me alone, that I may speak, and let come on me what will.
“Nọọnụ jụụ ka m kwuo okwu; ihe ọ pụtara ya pụta.
14 Why do I take my flesh in my teeth, and put my life in my hand?
Nʼihi gịnị ka m ga-eji tinye onwe m na nsogbu, werekwa ndụ m tinye nʼọbụaka m?
15 Though he slay me, yet will I trust in him: but I will maintain my own ways before him.
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 also shall be my salvation: for an 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 Hear diligently my speech, and my declaration with your ears.
Geenụ ntị nke ọma nʼokwu m. Kwerenụ ka ihe m na-ekwu baa unu ntị.
18 Behold now, I have ordered my cause; I know that I shall be justified.
Ugbu a, edoziela m ikpe m nʼusoro, amatala m na ikpe agaghị ama m.
19 Who is he that will plead with me? for now, if I hold my tongue, I shall give up the ghost.
Ọ dị onye pụrụ ibo m ebubo? Ọ bụrụ na o nwere, aga m emechi ọnụ m ma nwụọ.
20 Only do not two things to me: then will I not hide myself from you.
“Meere m naanị ihe abụọ ndị a, O Chineke, mgbe ahụ agaghị m ezo onwe m nʼihu gị.
21 Withdraw your hand far from me: and let not your dread make me afraid.
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 you, and I will answer: or let me speak, and answer you me.
Mgbe ahụ, kpọọ m oku, aga m azakwa gị. Maọbụ, kwerekwa ka m kwuo okwu, ka ị zaa m.
23 How many are my iniquities and sins? make me to know my transgression and my sin.
Ole ka ha dị bụ mmejọ na mmehie m mere? Gosi m ajọ omume m na mmehie m.
24 Why hide you your face, and hold me for your enemy?
Gịnị mere i ji gbakụta m azụ? Gịnị mere i ji gụọ m dịka onye iro gị?
25 Will you break a leaf driven to and fro? and will you pursue the dry stubble?
Ị ga-enye ahịhịa ikuku na-ebugharị ntaramahụhụ? Ị ga-achụ ahịhịa kpọrọ nkụ ọsọ?
26 For you write bitter things against me, and make me to possess 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 You put my feet also in the stocks, and look narrowly to all my paths; you set a print on the heels 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 And he, as a rotten thing, consumes, as a garment that is moth eaten.
“Ya mere, mmadụ nʼala nʼiyi dịka ihe rere ere, na dịka akwa nke nla riri.
