Job 2
1 Again there was a day when the sons of God came to present themselves before the LORD, and Satan came also among them to present himself before the LORD.
Ụbọchị ọzọkwa, ụmụ Chineke bịakwara igosi onwe ha nʼihu Onyenwe anyị. Ekwensu sonyekwaara ha ọzọ bịakwa igosi onwe ya nʼihu ya.
2 And the LORD said to Satan, From where come you? And Satan answered the LORD, and said, From going to and fro in the earth, and from walking up and down in it.
Mgbe ahụ, Onyenwe anyị jụkwara ekwensu ajụjụ sị, “Ebee ka i si abịa?” Ekwensu zara onyenwe anyị, “Site nʼịwagharị nʼụwa na site nʼịgagharị ihu na azụ nʼime ya.”
3 And the LORD said to Satan, Have you considered my servant Job, that there is none like him in the earth, a perfect and an upright man, one that fears God, and eschews evil? and still he holds fast his integrity, although you moved me against him, to destroy him without cause.
Mgbe ahụ, Onyenwe anyị sịrị ekwensu, “I leziela ohu m nwoke Job anya? Ọ dịghị onye ọzọ dị nʼụwa nke dịka ya. Ọ bụ nwoke zuruoke, onye na-emekwa ihe ziri ezi. Ọ bụ onye na-atụ egwu Chineke, na-adịghị etinye aka ya nʼihe ọjọọ ọbụla. Ọ ka jidekwara izuoke ya, nʼagbanyeghị na ị kpaliri m imegide ya ka m laa ya nʼiyi mgbe ọ na-adịghị ihe o mere.”
4 And Satan answered the LORD, and said, Skin for skin, yes, all that a man has will he give for his life.
Ekwensu zaghachiri Onyenwe anyị, “Akpụkpọ anụ ahụ lara akpụkpọ anụ ahụ; mmadụ ga-enye ihe niile o nwere nʼọnọdụ ndụ ya.
5 But put forth your hand now, and touch his bone and his flesh, and he will curse you to your face.
Setịpụ aka gị metụ akpụkpọ anụ ahụ ya na ọkpụkpụ ya, ọ ghakwaghị ị bụ gị ọnụ nʼihu gị.”
6 And the LORD said to Satan, Behold, he is in your hand; but save his life.
Onyenwe anyị sịrị ekwensu, “Lee, ọ nọ nʼaka gị. Kama ị ghaghị idebe ndụ ya.”
7 So went Satan forth from the presence of the LORD, and smote Job with sore boils from the sole of his foot to his crown.
Mgbe ahụ, ekwensu sitere nʼihu Onyenwe anyị pụọ. O were ọnya ọjọọ na-egbu mgbu tie Job, site nʼọbọ ụkwụ ya ruo nʼopi isi ya.
8 And he took him a potsherd to scrape himself with; and he sat down among the ashes.
Job tụtụụrụ mpekele ite wara awa, jiri ya na-akọ onwe ya ọkọ nʼahụ, ma dinara nʼebe e kpokọtara ntụ.
9 Then said his wife to him, Do you still retain your integrity? curse God, and die.
Nwunye ya sịrị ya, “Ị ka na-eguzo nʼizuoke gị? Bụọ Chineke ọnụ, nwụọ.”
10 But he said to her, You speak as one of the foolish women speaks. What? shall we receive good at the hand of God, and shall we not receive evil? In all this did not Job sin with his lips.
Ma ọ zara, “Ị na-ekwu okwu dịka otu nʼime ndị inyom nzuzu. Anyị ga-anata ihe ọma site nʼaka Chineke, hapụ ịnata ihe ọjọọ?” Ma nʼime nsogbu a niile, Job emehieghị site nʼikwu okwu ọjọọ ọbụla.
11 Now when Job’s three friends heard of all this evil that was come on him, they came every one from his own place; Eliphaz the Temanite, and Bildad the Shuhite, and Zophar the Naamathite: for they had made an appointment together to come to mourn with him and to comfort him.
Mgbe ndị enyi Job atọ, Elifaz onye Teman, Bildad onye Shua na Zofa onye Neama, nụrụ banyere nsogbu niile dakwasịrị ya, ha biliri ije site nʼụlọ ha, ha zukọtara site na nkwekọrịta ịga nọnyere ya na ịkasị ya obi.
12 And when they lifted up their eyes afar off, and knew him not, they lifted up their voice, and wept; and they rent every one his mantle, and sprinkled dust on their heads toward heaven.
Mgbe ha hụrụ ya site nʼebe dị anya, ha amataghị ya, ha weliri olu bido iti mkpu akwa, dọkaa uwe ha yi nʼahụ ha, kporo aja kpokwasị onwe ha nʼisi.
13 So they sat down with him on the ground seven days and seven nights, and none spoke a word to him: for they saw that his grief was very great.
Ha sooro Job nọdụ nʼala ụbọchị asaa, ehihie na abalị. Ọ dịghị onye gwara ya okwu nʼihi na ha hụrụ otu ihe mgbu ya si dị ukwuu.
