Job 2
1 And the day is, that sons of God come to station themselves by YHWH, and there also comes Satan in their midst to station himself by YHWH.
Ụbọchị ọzọkwa, ụmụ Chineke bịakwara igosi onwe ha nʼihu Onyenwe anyị. Ekwensu sonyekwaara ha ọzọ bịakwa igosi onwe ya nʼihu ya.
2 And YHWH says to Satan, “From where have you come?” And Satan answers YHWH and says, “From going to and fro in the land, 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 YHWH says to Satan, “Have you set your heart to My servant Job because there is none like him in the land, a man perfect and upright, fearing God and turning aside from evil? And still he is keeping hold on his integrity, and you move Me against him to swallow him up for nothing!”
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 answers YHWH and says, “A skin for a skin, and all that a man has he gives 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 Yet, put forth Your hand now, and strike to his bone and to his flesh—if not, he blesses 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 YHWH says to Satan, “Behold, he [is] in your hand; only take care of his life.”
Onyenwe anyị sịrị ekwensu, “Lee, ọ nọ nʼaka gị. Kama ị ghaghị idebe ndụ ya.”
7 And Satan goes forth from the presence of YHWH, and strikes Job with a severe ulcer 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 takes to him a potsherd to scrape himself with it, and he is sitting in the midst of the ashes.
Job tụtụụrụ mpekele ite wara awa, jiri ya na-akọ onwe ya ọkọ nʼahụ, ma dinara nʼebe e kpokọtara ntụ.
9 And his wife says to him, “You are still keeping hold on your integrity: bless God and die.”
Nwunye ya sịrị ya, “Ị ka na-eguzo nʼizuoke gị? Bụọ Chineke ọnụ, nwụọ.”
10 And he says to her, “As one of the foolish women speaks, you speak; indeed, do we receive the good from God, and we do not receive the bad?” In all this Job has not sinned 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 And three of the friends of Job hear of all this evil that has come on him, and they each come in from his place—Eliphaz the Temanite, and Bildad the Shuhite, and Zophar the Naamathite—and they have met together to come to bemoan 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 they lift up their eyes from afar and have not discerned him, and they lift up their voice and weep, and each tears his robe, and sprinkle dust on their heads—heavenward.
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 And they sit with him on the earth seven days and seven nights, and there is none speaking to him a word when they have seen that the pain has been 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.
