Job 31
1 A covenant, I solemnised for mine eyes, —How then could I gaze upon a virgin?
“Mo ti bá ojú mi dá májẹ̀mú, èmi yó ha ṣe tẹjúmọ́ wúńdíá?
2 Or what would have been my portion of GOD from above? Or what inheritance of the Almighty from on high?
Nítorí pé kí ni ìpín Ọlọ́run láti ọ̀run wá? Tàbí kí ni ogún Olódùmarè láti òkè ọ̀run wá.
3 Is there not calamity, for the perverse? and misfortune, for the workers of iniquity?
Kò ṣe pé àwọn ènìyàn búburú ni ìparun wà fún, àti àjàkálẹ̀-ààrùn fún àwọn oníṣẹ́ ẹ̀ṣẹ̀?
4 Would, he, not see my ways? and of all my steps, take account?
Òun kò ha ri ipa ọ̀nà mi, òun kò ha sì ka gbogbo ìṣísẹ̀ mi?
5 Verily I walked not in falsity, nor did my foot haste unto deceit: —
“Bí ó bá ṣe pé èmi bá fi àìṣòótọ́ rìn, tàbí tí ẹsẹ̀ mi sì yára sí ẹ̀tàn,
6 Let him weigh me in balances of righteousness, —and let GOD take note of mine integrity!
(jẹ́ kí Ọlọ́run wọ́n mí nínú ìwọ̀n òdodo, kí Ọlọ́run le mọ ìdúró ṣinṣin mi.)
7 If my goings have swerved from the way, —and, after mine eyes, hath gone my heart, and, to my hands, hath adhered any stain,
Bí ẹsẹ̀ mí bá yà kúrò lójú ọ̀nà, tí àyà mí sì tẹ̀lé ipa ojú mi, tàbí bí àbàwọ́n kan bá sì lẹ̀ mọ́ mi ní ọwọ́,
8 Let me sow but, another, eat. And let, what I have springing up, be uprooted!
ǹjẹ́ kí èmi kí ó gbìn kí ẹlòmíràn kí ó sì mújẹ, àní kí a fa irú-ọmọ mi tu.
9 If my heart hath been enticed unto a woman, or, by the door of my neighbour, I have lien in wait,
“Bí àyà mi bá di fífà sí ipasẹ̀ obìnrin kan, tàbí bí mo bá lọ í ba de ènìyàn ní ẹnu-ọ̀nà ilé aládùúgbò mi,
10 Let my wife, grind to another, and, over her, let others bend!
kí àyà mi kí ó lọ ọlọ fún ẹlòmíràn, kí àwọn ẹlòmíràn kí ó tẹ̀ ara wọn ní ara rẹ̀.
11 Surely that had been a shameful thing! and that an iniquity for the judges!
Nítorí pé yóò jẹ́ ohun ìtìjú àní, ẹ̀ṣẹ̀ tí a ó ṣe onídàájọ́ rẹ̀.
12 Surely, a fire, had that been, which, unto destruction, would have consumed, and, of all mine increase, had it torn up the root.
Nítorí pé iná ní èyí tí ó jó dé ibi ìparun, tí ìbá sì fa gbòǹgbò ohun ìbísí mi gbogbo tu.
13 If I refused the right of my servant, or my handmaid, when they contended with me,
“Tí mo bá sì ṣe àìka ọ̀ràn ìránṣẹ́kùnrin mi tàbí ìránṣẹ́bìnrin mi sí, nígbà tí wọ́n bá ń bá mi jà;
14 What then could I have done when GOD rose up? And, when he visited, what could I have answered him?
kí ni èmi ó ha ṣe nígbà tí Ọlọ́run bá dìde? Nígbà tí ó bá sì ṣe ìbẹ̀wò, ohùn kí ni èmi ó dá?
15 Did not he who, in the womb, made me, make him? And is not he who formed us in the body one?
Ẹni tí ó dá mi ní inú kọ́ ni ó dá a? Ẹnìkan náà kí ó mọ wá ní inú ìyá wa?
16 If I withheld—from pleasure—the poor, or, the eyes of the widow, I dimmed;
“Bí mo bá fa ọwọ́ sẹ́yìn fún ìfẹ́ inú tálákà, tàbí bí mo bá sì mú kí ojú opó rẹ̀wẹ̀sì,
17 Or, used to eat my morsel alone, so that the fatherless did not eat thereof;
tàbí tí mo bá nìkan bu òkèlè mi jẹ, tí aláìní baba kò jẹ nínú rẹ̀;
18 Surely, from my youth, he grew up to me, as to a father, and, from my birth, I acted as guide to her:
nítorí pé láti ìgbà èwe mi wá ni a ti tọ́ ọ dàgbà pẹ̀lú mi bí ẹni pé baba, èmi sì ń ṣe ìtọ́jú opó láti inú ìyá mi wá:
19 If I saw one perishing for lack of clothing, or that the needy had no covering;
bí èmi bá rí olùpọ́njú láìní aṣọ, tàbí tálákà kan láìní ìbora;
20 If his loins did not bless me, or if, with the fleece of my lambs, he did not warm himself;
bí ọkàn rẹ̀ kò bá súre fún mi, tàbí bí ara rẹ̀ kò sì gbóná nípasẹ̀ irun àgùntàn mi;
21 If I shook—against the fatherless—my hand, when I saw, in the gate, his need of my help,
bí mo bá sì gbé ọwọ́ mi sókè sí aláìní baba, nítorí pé mo rí ìrànlọ́wọ́ mi ní ẹnu ibodè,
22 Let, my shoulder, from the shoulder-blade, fall, and, my arm, from the upper bone, be broken;
ǹjẹ́, ní apá mi kí o wọ́n kúrò ní ihò èjìká rẹ̀, kí apá mi kí ó sì ṣẹ́ láti egungun rẹ̀ wá.
23 For, a dread unto me, was calamity from GOD, and, from his majesty, I could not escape.
Nítorí pé ìparun láti ọ̀dọ̀ Ọlọ́run wá ni ẹ̀rù ńlá fún mi, àti nítorí ọláńlá rẹ̀ èmi kò le è dúró.
24 If I made gold my stay, and, to precious metal, said, My confidence!
“Bí ó bá ṣe pé mo fi wúrà ṣe ìgbẹ́kẹ̀lé mi, tàbí tí mo bá wí fún fàdákà dídára pé, ‘Ìwọ ni ààbò mi,’
25 If I rejoiced because great was my substance, and, an abundance, my hand had discovered;
bí mo bá yọ̀ nítorí ọrọ̀ mí pọ̀, àti nítorí ọwọ́ mi dara lọ́pọ̀lọ́pọ̀,
26 If I looked at the sun, when it flashed forth light, or at the moon, majestically marching along;
bí mo bá bojú wo oòrùn nígbà tí ń ràn, tàbí òṣùpá tí ń ràn nínú ìtànmọ́lẹ̀,
27 And befooled secretly was my heart, so that my hand kissed my mouth,
bí a bá tàn ọkàn mi jẹ láti fi ẹnu mi kò ọwọ́ mi,
28 That too, had been a judicial iniquity, For I should have been false to GOD, above.
èyí pẹ̀lú ni ẹ̀ṣẹ̀ ti àwọn onídàájọ́ ní láti bẹ̀wò, nítorí pé èmí yóò jẹ́ aláìṣòótọ́ sí Ọlọ́run tí ó wà lókè.
29 If rejoiced in the misfortune of him that hated me, or exulted when calamity found him; —
“Bí ó bá ṣe pé mo yọ̀ sì ìparun ẹni tí ó kórìíra mi. Tàbí bí mo bá sì gbéraga sókè, nígbà tí ibi bá a.
30 Neither did I suffer my palate to sin, by asking, with a curse, for his life:
Bẹ́ẹ̀ èmi kò sì jẹ ki ẹnu mi ki ó ṣẹ̀ nípa fífẹ́ ègún sí ọkàn rẹ̀.
31 If the men of my household have not said, Oh for some of his flesh—we cannot get filled,
Bí àwọn ènìyàn inú àgọ́ mi kò bá lè wí pé, ‘Ta ni kò ì tí ì jẹ ẹran rẹ̀ ní àjẹyó?’
32 Outside, the sojourner lodged not for the night, My doors—to the wayfarer, I threw open.
Àlejò kò wọ̀ ni ìgboro rí; èmí ṣí ìlẹ̀kùn mi sílẹ̀ fún èrò.
33 If I covered, like Adam, my transgressions, by hiding in my bosom mine iniquity,
Bí mo bá bò ẹ̀ṣẹ̀ mi mọ́lẹ̀ bí Adamu ni pápá, ẹ̀bi mi pamọ́ ni àyà mi.
34 Then let me be made to tremble at a great throng, yea let, the contempt of families, terrify me, so that, keeping silence, I shall not go out of the door!
Ọ̀pọ̀lọpọ̀ ènìyàn ni mo ha bẹ̀rù bí? Tàbí ẹ̀gàn àwọn ìdílé ní ń bà mí ní ẹ̀rù? Tí mo fi pa ẹnu mọ́, tí èmí kò sì fi sọ̀rọ̀ jáde?
35 Oh that I had one to hear me, Lo! my crossmark, May, the Almighty, answer me! And would that, a book, mine opponent had written!
(“Ìbá ṣe pé ẹnìkan le gbọ́ ti èmí! Kíyèsi i, àmì mi, kí Olódùmarè kí ó dá mi lóhùn, kí èmí kí ó sì rí ìwé náà tí olùfisùn mi ti kọ.
36 Oh! would I not, upon my shoulder, lift it, or bind it as a crown upon me;
Nítòótọ́ èmí ìbá gbé le èjìká mi, èmi ìbá sì dé bí adé mọ́ orí mi.
37 The number of my footsteps, I would declare to him, Like a noble, would I draw near to him.
Èmi ìbá sì sọ iye ìṣísẹ̀ mi fún un, bí ọmọ-aládé ni èmi ìbá súnmọ́ ọ̀dọ̀ rẹ̀.)
38 If, against me, my ground used to cry out, and, together, my ridges did weep;
“Bí ilẹ̀ mi bá sì ké rara lòdì sí mi tí a sì fi omijé kún gbogbo poro rẹ̀.
39 If, the strength thereof, I used to eat, without payment, and, the soul of the holders thereof, I made groan;
Bí mo bá jẹ èso oko mi láìsan owó tàbí tí mo sì mú ọkàn olúwa rẹ̀ fò lọ,
40 Instead of wheat, let there come forth bramble, and, instead of barley, a bad-smelling weed! Ended are the words of Job.
kí ẹ̀gún òṣùṣú kí ó hù dípò alikama, àti èpò búburú dípò ọkà barle.” Ọ̀rọ̀ Jobu parí.
