Job 14
1 Man that is born of a woman is of few days and full of trouble.
“Mmadụ nke nwanyị mụrụ nwere ụbọchị ole na ole nke jupụtara na nsogbu.
2 He comes forth like a flower, and is cut down: he flees also as a shadow, and continues not.
Ọ na-awalite dịka okoko osisi, ma kpọnwụọkwa mgbe na-adịghị anya, dịka onyinyo, ọ na-agabiga agabiga.
3 And does you open your eyes on such an one, and bring me into judgment with you?
Ị na-elegide onye dị otu a anya? Ị ga-akpọ ya ikpe nʼihu gị?
4 Who can bring a clean thing out of an unclean? not one.
Onye pụrụ iwepụta ihe dị ọcha site nʼihe na-adịghị ọcha? Ọ dịghị onye ọ bụ.
5 Seeing his days are determined, the number of his months are with you, you have appointed his bounds that he cannot pass;
Ị kpebiela ụbọchị ndụ nke mmadụ; ị kabiela ọnụọgụgụ nke ọnwa ya niile, kpaakwa oke ebe ọ na-agaghị agabiga.
6 Turn from him, that he may rest, till he shall accomplish, as an hireling, his day.
Nʼihi nke a, wepụ anya gị nʼebe ọ nọ, hapụ ya ka ọ nọọrọ onwe ya ruo mgbe ụbọchị ya ga-ezu dịka onye e goro ọrụ.
7 For there is hope of a tree, if it be cut down, that it will sprout again, and that the tender branch thereof will not cease.
“Ma olileanya dịịrị osisi; nʼihi na ọ bụrụ na e gbutuo ya, ọ ga-epuchikwa, alaka ọhụrụ ya aghaghị ịwapụtakwa.
8 Though the root thereof wax old in the earth, and the stock thereof die in the ground;
A sịkwarị na mgbọrọgwụ ya emeela ochie nʼala, maọbụ na ogwe ya anwụọ nʼaja,
9 Yet through the scent of water it will bud, and bring forth boughs like a plant.
mgbe ọbụla mmiri zokwasịrị ya, ọ na-epupụta dịka ihe a kụrụ akụ.
10 But man dies, and wastes away: yes, man gives up the ghost, and where is he?
Ma mmadụ na-anwụ, e lie ya; ọ na-ekubikwa ume si otu a gabiga.
11 As the waters fail from the sea, and the flood decays and dries up:
Dịka mmiri dị nʼoke osimiri si ata, maọbụ ka mmiri dị nʼiyi si ata nʼoge ọkọchị,
12 So man lies down, and rises not: till the heavens be no more, they shall not awake, nor be raised out of their sleep.
otu a ka mmadụ si e dinaa ma ọ dịghị etetakwa ọzọ; tutu ruo mgbe eluigwe na-agaghị adịkwa; mmadụ ọbụla apụghị i si nʼụra kpọtee ya, agaghị akpọtekwa ha site nʼụra ha.
13 O that you would hide me in the grave, that you would keep me secret, until your wrath be past, that you would appoint me a set time, and remember me! (Sheol h7585)
“A sị na ị ga-ezo m nʼala mmụọ, na ị ga-ezobe m tutu ruo mgbe iwe gị gabigara. A sị na ị ga-akanyere m oge ma mesịa cheta m. (Sheol h7585)
14 If a man die, shall he live again? all the days of my appointed time will I wait, till my change come.
Ọ bụrụ na mmadụ anwụọ, ọ ga-adị ndụ ọzọ? Ụbọchị niile nke ọrụ ahụhụ m, aga m echere mgbe nnapụta m ga-abịa.
15 You shall call, and I will answer you: you will have a desire to the work of your hands.
Ị ga-akpọ, aga m azakwa gị, agụụ ọrụ aka gị ga-agụ gị.
16 For now you number my steps: do you not watch over my sin?
Nʼihi mgbe ahụ ị ga-agụ nzọ ụkwụ m niile ọnụ, ma ị gaghị agụkọ mmehie m.
17 My transgression is sealed up in a bag, and you sew up my iniquity.
A ga-ekechi njehie m nʼakpa, ị ga-ekpuchi mmehie m.
18 And surely the mountains falling comes to nothing, and the rock is removed out of his place.
“Ma dịka ugwu si erichasi daa, na dịka a na-enupu oke nkume nʼọnọdụ ya,
19 The waters wear the stones: you wash away the things which grow out of the dust of the earth; and you destroy the hope of man.
dịka mmiri si akwọchasị nkume, na dịka oke mmiri ozuzo si akwazekwa aja ala, otu a ka i si eme ka olileanya mmadụ laa nʼiyi.
20 You prevail for ever against him, and he passes: you change his countenance, and send him away.
Ị na-egosi ya na ị karịrị ya ike, ma ha na-agabiga; ị na-eme ka ihu ya gbanwee, ma zilaga ya.
21 His sons come to honor, and he knows it not; and they are brought low, but he perceives it not of them.
Ọ bụrụ na a na-asọpụrụ ụmụ ha, ha adịghị amata nke a; ọ bụrụkwa na a na-eweda ha nʼala, ha ọ dịghị ahụ ya.
22 But his flesh on him shall have pain, and his soul within him shall mourn.
Ihe mgbu nke anụ ahụ ya ka ọ na-ama ma na-erukwara naanị onwe ya ụjụ.”
