Job 2
1 And there came a certain day when the sons of God entered in, to present themselves unto Yahweh—so the accuser also entered in their midst, to present himself unto Yahweh.
Ó sì tún di ọjọ́ kan nígbà tí àwọn ọmọ Ọlọ́run wá síwájú Olúwa, Satani sì wá pẹ̀lú wọn láti pe níwájú Olúwa.
2 And Yahweh said unto the accuser, Whence comest thou? And the accuser answered Yahweh, and said, From going to and fro in the earth, and from wandering about therein.
Olúwa sì bi Satani pé, “Níbo ni ìwọ ti wá?” Satani sì dá Olúwa lóhùn pé, “Láti lọ síwá sẹ́yìn lórí ilẹ̀ ayé àti ní ìrìnkèrindò nínú rẹ̀.”
3 And Yahweh said unto the accuser, Hast thou applied thy heart unto my servant Job, that there is none like him in the earth, a man blameless and upright, one who revereth God, and avoideth evil; and still he is holding fast his integrity, although thou movedst me against him, to swallow him up without cause.
Olúwa sì wí fún Satani pé, “Ìwọ ha kíyèsi Jobu ìránṣẹ́ mi, pé, kò sí ẹni tí ó dàbí rẹ̀ ní ayé, ọkùnrin tí ń ṣe olóòtítọ́ tí ó sì dúró ṣinṣin, ẹni tí ó bẹ̀rù Ọlọ́run, tí ó sì kórìíra ìwà búburú, bẹ́ẹ̀ ni ó sì di ìwà òtítọ́ rẹ̀ mu ṣinṣin, bí ìwọ tilẹ̀ ti dẹ mí sí i láti run ún láìnídìí.”
4 Then the accuser answered Yahweh, and said, Skin for skin, and so, all that a man hath, will he give for his life.
Satani sì dá Olúwa lóhùn wí pé, “Awọ fún awọ; àní ohun gbogbo tí ènìyàn ní, òun ni yóò fi ra ẹ̀mí rẹ̀.
5 In very deed, put forth, I pray thee thy hand, and smite unto his bone, and unto his flesh, —verily, unto thy face, will he curse thee.
Ṣùgbọ́n nawọ́ rẹ nísinsin yìí, kí ó tọ́ egungun rẹ̀ àti ara rẹ̀, bí kì yóò sì bọ́hùn ní ojú rẹ.”
6 And Yahweh said unto the accuser, Behold him! in thy hand, —only, his life, preserve thou!
Olúwa sì wí fún Satani pé, “Wò ó, ó ń bẹ ní ìkáwọ́ rẹ, ṣùgbọ́n dá ẹ̀mí rẹ̀ sí.”
7 So the accuser went forth from the presence of Yahweh, —and smote Job with a sore boil, from the sole of his foot, unto his crown.
Bẹ́ẹ̀ ni Satani jáde lọ kúrò níwájú Olúwa, ó sì sọ Jobu ní oówo kíkankíkan láti àtẹ́lẹsẹ̀ títí dé àtàrí rẹ̀.
8 And he took him a potsherd, to scrape himself therewith; he being seated in the midst of ashes.
Ó sì mú àpáàdì, ó fi ń họ ara rẹ̀, ó sì jókòó nínú eérú. (questioned)
9 Then said his wife unto him, Art thou still holding fast thine integrity? Curse God, and die!
Nígbà náà ni aya rẹ̀ wí fún un pé, “Ìwọ di ìwà òtítọ́ mú síbẹ̀! Bú Ọlọ́run, kí ó sì kú!”
10 And he said unto her, As one of the base women speaketh, speakest thou? Blessing, shall we accept from God, and, misfortune, shall we not accept? In all this, Job sinned not with his lips.
Ṣùgbọ́n ó dá a lóhùn pé, “Ìwọ sọ̀rọ̀ bí ọ̀kan lára àwọn aṣiwèrè obìnrin ti í sọ̀rọ̀; há bà! Àwa yóò ha gba ìre lọ́wọ́ Ọlọ́run, kí a má sì gba ibi?” Nínú gbogbo èyí, Jobu kò fi ètè rẹ̀ ṣẹ̀.
11 Now when the three friends of Job heard of all this misfortune which had befallen him, —they came, every man from his own place, Eliphaz the Temanite, and Bildad the Shuhite, and Zophar the Naamathite, —for they had by appointment met together to come to shew sympathy with him, and to comfort him.
Nígbà tí àwọn ọ̀rẹ́ Jobu mẹ́ta gbúròó gbogbo ibi tí ó bá a, wọ́n wá, olúkúlùkù láti ibùjókòó rẹ̀; Elifasi, ara Temani àti Bilidadi, ará Ṣuhi, àti Sofari, ará Naama: nítorí pé wọ́n ti dájọ́ ìpàdé pọ̀ láti bá a ṣọ̀fọ̀, àti láti ṣìpẹ̀ fún un.
12 And, when they lifted up their eyes afar off, and knew him not, they lifted up their voice, and wept—and rent, every one his robe, and sprinkled dust upon their heads, toward the heavens.
Nígbà tí wọ́n gbójú wọn wò ní òkèrè réré, tí wọ́n kò sì mọ̀ ọ́n, wọ́n gbé ohùn wọn sókè, wọ́n sọkún: olúkúlùkù sì fa aṣọ ìgúnwà rẹ̀ ya, wọ́n sì ku erùpẹ̀ sí ojú ọ̀run, wọ́n sì tẹ́ orí gbà á.
13 And they sat with him upon the ground, seven days and seven nights, —and none was speaking unto him a word, for they saw that, exceeding great, was the stinging pain.
Bẹ́ẹ̀ ni wọ́n jókòó tì í ní inú erùpẹ̀ ní ọjọ́ méje ti ọ̀sán ti òru, ẹnikẹ́ni kò sì bá a sọ ọ̀rọ̀ kan, nítorí tí wọ́n ti rí i pé ìbànújẹ́ rẹ̀ pọ̀ jọjọ.
