Job 30
1 But now they that are younger than I hold me in derision, whose fathers I would have disdained to set with the dogs of my flock.
“Ma ugbu a, ha na-akwa m emo bụ ndị bụ ụmụntakịrị nʼebe m nọ, bụ ndị nna ha na-etorughị ndị m na-ezipụ ka ha na nkịta na-eso atụrụ m nọkọta.
2 Yea, to what might the strength of their hands profit me, in whom old age had perished?
Uru gịnị ka ike aka ha ga-abara m, ebe ọ bụ na ha adịghịkwa ike?
3 For want and famine they were solitary; fleeing into the wilderness in former time desolate and waste.
Ha bụ ndị ike gwụrụ site nʼụkọ na agụụ, ha na-agagharị nʼala kpọrọ nkụ na-awagharịkwa nʼime ọzara nʼabalị.
4 Who cut up mallows by the bushes, and juniper roots for their food.
Nʼala ọhịa ka ha na-atụrị ahịhịa nnu, mgbọrọgwụ osisi brum bụkwa nri ha.
5 They were driven forth from among men, (they cried after them as after a thief; )
A chụpụrụ ha site nʼetiti ndị mmadụ ibe ha, a na-etiso ha mkpu dịka ha bụ ndị ohi.
6 To dwell in the clefts of the valleys, in caves of the earth, and in the rocks.
A chụpụrụ ha ka ha gaa biri nʼala iyi mmiri na-adịghị. Ha bi nʼetiti ọgba nkume na ọnụ a tụrụ nʼime ala.
7 Among the bushes they brayed; under the nettles they were gathered together.
Ha na-eme ụzụ nʼọhịa dịka ụmụ anụmanụ, na-ejikọta onwe ha nʼahịhịa toro nʼokpuru osisi.
8 They were children of fools, yea, children of base men: they were viler than the earth.
Ha bụ ndị e ledara anya, ndị na-enweghị aha, e sitere nʼala ahụ chụpụ ha.
9 And now I am their song, yea, I am their byword.
“Ma ugbu a, abụrụla m ihe ụmụ okorobịa ji abụ abụ ịkwa emo; abụrụkwala m okwu ha ji anọpụrụ ụbọchị.
10 They abhor me, they flee far from me, and spare not to spit in my face.
Abụ m ihe ịsọ oyi nye ha, ha adịghị abịakwa m nso; ha anaghị egbu oge igbu m asọ mmiri nʼihu.
11 Because he hath loosed my cord, and afflicted me, they have also let loose the bridle before me.
Ma ugbu a, ebe ọ bụ na Chineke atọpụla eriri ụta m ma kpagbuo m, o nwekwaghị ihe ha na-adịghị eme nʼihu m.
12 Upon my right hand rise the youth; they push away my feet, and they raise up against me the ways of their destruction.
Nʼaka nri m mba ndị a na-ebuso m agha. Ha na-esiri ụkwụ m ọnya, ha na-ewuli mgbidi ha nọchibido m.
13 They mar my path, they set forward my calamity, they have no helper.
Ha na-etiwasị ụzọ m, ha kwadoro mmekpa ahụ m. ‘O nweghị onye ga-enyere ya aka,’ ka ha na-ekwu.
14 They came upon me as a wide breaking in of waters: in the desolation they rolled themselves upon me.
Ha na-abịakwasị m dịka ndị sitere ebe e tipuru mgbidi; nʼetiti mbibi ya ha na-enu onwe ha enute nʼebe m nọ.
15 Terrors are turned upon me: they pursue my soul as the wind: and my welfare passeth away as a cloud.
Oke egwu abịakwasịla m; ugwu m adịla ka ihe ifufe buuru, nchekwa m agabigala dịka igwe ojii.
16 And now my soul is poured out upon me; the days of affliction have taken hold upon me.
“Ugbu a, ndụ m ji nwayọọ nwayọọ na-agabiga; ụbọchị ahụhụ ejidela m.
17 My bones are pierced in me in the night season: and my sinews take no rest.
Abalị na-esewasị ọkpụkpụ m, ihe mgbu m nke na-ata ata enweghị ezumike.
18 By the great force of my disease is my garment changed: it bindeth me about as the collar of my coat.
Nʼoke ike ya, Chineke na-adịrị m ka uwe; ọ na-ekechi m dịka olu uwe m.
19 He hath cast me into the mire, and I have become like dust and ashes.
Ọ na-atụba m nʼime apịtị, mee ka m ghọọ ntụ na aja.
20 I cry to thee, and thou dost not hear me: I stand up, and thou regardest me not.
“Chineke m, anam etiku gị ma ị dịghị aza m; anam eguzo ọtọ, ma naanị anya ka i lere m.
21 Thou hast become cruel to me: with thy strong hand thou opposest thyself against me.
Ị na-emegide m na-enweghị obi ebere; i ji aka gị dị ike megide m.
22 Thou liftest me up to the wind; thou causest me to ride upon it, and dissolvest my substance.
Ị na-ejide m nʼike welie m elu chụba m nʼoke ifufe, ị na-eme ka m bụrụ onye na-akwụfegharị nʼoke ifufe nke mmiri.
23 For I know that thou wilt bring me to death, and to the house appointed for all living.
Amara m na ị ga-eweda m ruo ọnwụ; ruo nʼebe e debeere mmadụ niile dị ndụ.
24 Yet he will not stretch out his hand to the grave, though they cry in his destruction.
“Nʼezie, ọ dịghị onye na-emegide onye e tidara nʼala; mgbe ọ na-eti mkpu nʼọnọdụ nhụju anya ya na-achọ enyemaka.
25 Did not I weep for him that was in trouble? was not my soul grieved for the poor?
Ọ bụ na m akwaghị akwa nʼihi ndị nọ na nsogbu; ọ bụ na mmụọ m erughị ụjụ nʼihi ndị ogbenye?
26 When I looked for good, then evil came: and when I waited for light, there came darkness.
Ma mgbe m lere anya ihe ọma, ihe ọjọọ bịara; mgbe m lere anya ìhè, mgbe ahụ ka ọchịchịrị bịara.
27 My bowels boiled, and rested not: the days of affliction came upon me.
Obi m anaghị ezu ike nʼime m; ụbọchị ahụhụ na-ezute m.
28 I went mourning without the sun: I stood up, and I cried in the congregation.
Ana m agagharị na-eji nji ma ọ bụghị nʼihi oke anwụ. Eguzola m ọtọ nʼọgbakọ ndị mmadụ tikuo ha ka ha nyere m aka.
29 I am a brother to dragons, and a companion to owls.
Abụrụla m nwanne nkịta ọhịa; onye ya na ikwighịkwighị na-esogharị.
30 My skin is black upon me, and my bones are burned with heat.
Akpụkpọ ahụ m na-eji nji na-ekpe iwere; anụ ahụ m na-anụ ọkụ dịka ihe a kwanyere ọkụ.
31 My harp also is turned to mourning, and my organ into the voice of them that weep.
Ụda ụbọ akwara m bụ ụda iru ụjụ; ụda ọja m bụkwa ụda iti mkpu akwa.
