Job 6
1 Then Job answered and said,
Mgbe ahụ, Job zara sị:
2 “Oh, if only my anguish were weighed; if only all my calamity were laid in the balance!
“A sịkwarị na a pụrụ ịtụ ihe mgbu m ya na nhụju anya m niile nʼelu nʼihe ọtụtụ!
3 For now it would be heavier than the sand of the seas. That is why my words were reckless.
Ọ ghaghị ịdị arọ karịa aja dị nʼọnụ mmiri ọtụtụ osimiri, nke mere okwu m ji ada ike ike.
4 For the arrows of the Almighty are in me, my spirit drinks up the poison; the terrors of God have arranged themselves in array against me.
Àkụ Onye pụrụ ime ihe niile gbara dị nʼime m; mmụọ m na-aṅụkwa nsi dị na ha; ihe egwu Chineke edoola onwe ha nʼusoro imegide m.
5 Does the wild donkey bray in despair when he has grass? Or does the ox low in hunger when it has fodder?
Ịnyịnya ibu ọhịa ọ na-akwa akwa mgbe o nwere ahịhịa ọ na-ata, ka oke ehi ọ na-akwa akwa mgbe ihe oriri ya dị?
6 Can that which has no taste be eaten without salt? Or is there any taste in the white of an egg?
A na-eri nri na-adịghị ụtọ ma e etinyeghị ya nnu, ka o nwere ụtọ dị na eso ọkwụrụ?
7 I refuse to touch them; they are like disgusting food to me.
A jụrụ m ịmetụ ya aka, nʼihi na nri dị otu a na-eme ka m daa ọrịa.
8 Oh, that I might have my request; oh, that God would grant me the thing I long for:
“O, asị nnọọ na a ga-emere m ihe m na-arịọ, na Chineke ga-enye m ihe m na-atụ anya ya.
9 that it would please God to crush me once, that he would let loose his hand and cut me off from this life!
Ọbụladị ka Chineke kwe igwepịa m ka ọ tọpụ aka ya, bipụ ndụ m.
10 May this still be my consolation— even if I exult in pain that does not lessen: that I have not denied the words of the Holy One.
Mgbe ahụ, aga m enwe nkasiobi a, wụlikwaa elu nʼime ihe mgbu na-adịgide, na o nwebeghị oge ọbụla m gọnarịrị okwu nke Onye ahụ dị nsọ.
11 What is my strength, that I should try to wait? What is my end, that I should prolong my life?
“Ike gịnị ka m nwere, na m ga-anọgide na-enwe olileanya ndụ? Ọganihu gịnị dị, na m na-anọgide na-enwe ndidi?
12 Is my strength the strength of stones? Or is my flesh made of bronze?
Ọ ga-abụ na m nwere ike nkume? Ka anụ ahụ m ọ bụ bronz?
13 Is it not true that I have no help in myself, and that wisdom has been driven out of me?
Ọ ga-abụ na m nwere ike inyere onwe m aka, ugbu a, e siterela nʼebe m nọ wezuga nzube?
14 To the person who is about to faint, faithfulness should be shown by his friend; even to him who forsakes the fear of the Almighty.
“Onye ọbụla nʼejichi ebere site nʼebe enyi ya nọ na-agbakụta egwu Onye pụrụ ime ihe niile azụ.
15 But my brothers have been as faithful to me as a desert streambed, as channels of water that pass away to nothing,
Ma ụmụnna m bụ ndị a na-ekwesighị ịdabere na ha, dịka iyi mmiri na-akọ, dịka iyi nke na-etofe ọnụ ya,
16 which are darkened because of ice over them, and because of the snow that hides itself in them.
nke na-eji ojii nʼihi mkpụrụ mmiri oyi, nke unyi jupụtara nʼihi mgbaze nke mkpụrụ mmiri oyi.
17 When they thaw out, they vanish; when it is hot, they melt out of their place.
Nke na-akwụsị ịsọpụta nʼoge ọkọchị, nke na-ata ata nʼihi okpomọkụ.
18 The caravans that travel by their way turn aside for water; they wander into barren land and then perish.
Ndị ije na-atụgharị site nʼokporoụzọ ije ha. Ha na-arịgo nʼala akọrọ si otu a laa nʼiyi.
19 Caravans from Tema looked there, while companies of Sheba hoped in them.
Ndị ije si Tema na-ele anya mmiri, otu a kwa ndị ahịa Sheba na-ele anya nʼolileanya.
20 They were disappointed because they had been confident of finding water. They went there, but they were deceived.
Obi mgbu na-ejide ha nʼihi na ha nwere ntụkwasị obi, ha bịarutere ebe ahụ, bụrụ ndị emenyere ihere.
21 For now you friends are nothing to me; you see my dreadful situation and are afraid.
Ma ugbu a, unu egosila na unu abaghị uru, unu ahụla ihe na-eyi egwu ma ụjọ ejidela unu.
22 Did I say to you, 'Give something to me?' Or, 'Offer me a gift from your wealth?'
O nweela mgbe m sịrị unu, ‘Nyenụ ihe ọbụla nʼọnọdụ m, sitenụ nʼakụnụba unu kwụọ ụgwọ ịgbapụta m,
23 Or, 'Save me from my adversary's hand?' Or, 'Ransom me from the hand of my oppressors?'
gbapụtanụ m nʼaka ndị iro, maọbụ napụtanụ m nʼaka ndị na-enweghị obi ebere’?
24 Teach me, and I will hold my peace; make me understand where I have been wrong.
“Zienụ m ihe ga-eme ka m mechie ọnụ, gosi m ebe m si mejọọ.
25 How painful are truthful words! But your arguments, how do they actually rebuke me?
Eziokwu na-egbu mgbu nʼobi! Ma gịnị ka ịrụ ụka unu na-ewepụta?
26 Do you plan to ignore my words, treating the words of a desperate man like the wind?
Ị chọrọ idozi okwu ọnụ m? Si otu a mee ka okwu onye ike gwụrụ ghọọ ikuku efu?
27 Indeed, you cast lots for a fatherless child, and haggle over your friend like merchandise.
Unu nwere ike ife nza nʼisi onye na-enweghị nna, ma refukwaa enyi unu.
28 Now, therefore, please look at me, for surely I would not lie to your face.
“Lezie m anya nke ọma, ọ dị unu ka m nwere ike ilegide unu anya gwa unu okwu ụgha?
29 Relent, I beg you; let there be no injustice with you; Indeed, relent, for my cause is just.
Kwụsịnụ ihe unu na-eme. Unu abụla ndị na-eme ihe na-ezighị ezi, tuleenụ ihe unu na-eme, nʼihi na ezi omume m ka guzosiri ike.
30 Is there evil on my tongue? Cannot my mouth detect malicious things?
Ọ dị ihe ọjọọ si nʼegbugbere ọnụ m abụọ pụta? Ọ bụ na ọnụ m apụghị ịchọpụta nzube iro?
