Job 29
1 Job again took up his parable, and said,
Oo haddana Ayuub hadalkiisuu sii waday, oo wuxuu yidhi,
2 “Oh that I were as in the months of old, as in the days when God watched over me;
Waxaan jeclaan lahaa inaan ahaado sidii waayihii hore, Iyo sidii aan ahaan jiray markii Ilaah i dhawri jiray,
3 when his lamp shone on my head, and by his light I walked through darkness,
Markay laambaddiisu madaxayga ku ifin jirtay, Oo aan nuurkiisa gudcurka ku dhex mari jiray,
4 as I was in my prime, when the friendship of God was in my tent,
Markii aan xoog lahaan jiray, Oo qarsoodiga Ilaahna teendhadayda saarnaan jiray,
5 when the Almighty was yet with me, and my children were around me,
Markii Ilaaha Qaadirka ahu ila jiri jiray, Oo carruurtayduna ay hareerahayga joogi jireen,
6 when my steps were washed with butter, and the rock poured out streams of oil for me,
Markay tallaabooyinkaygu subagga la barwaaqoobi jireen, Oo ay webiyaasha saliidda ahu dhagaxa iiga soo shubmi jireen!
7 when I went out to the city gate, when I prepared my seat in the street.
Markaan magaalada iriddeeda u bixi jiray, Oo aan kursigayga meel bannaan ku diyaarin jiray.
8 The young men saw me and hid themselves. The aged rose up and stood.
Dhallinyaradu intay i arkaan ayay dhuuman jireen, Oo odayaashuna intay sara joogsadaan ayay istaagi jireen,
9 The princes refrained from talking, and laid their hand on their mouth.
Amiirraduna intay hadalka joojiyaan, Ayay afka gacanta saari jireen.
10 The voice of the nobles was hushed, and their tongue stuck to the roof of their mouth.
Ragga gobta ahuna way aamusi jireen, Oo carrabkoodiina dhabxanagguu ku dhegi jiray.
11 For when the ear heard me, then it blessed me, and when the eye saw me, it commended me,
Waayo, markii dhegu i maqasho, way ii ducayn jirtay, Oo iluna markay i aragto, way ii marag furi jirtay.
12 because I delivered the poor who cried, and the fatherless also, who had no one to help him,
Maxaa yeelay, waxaan samatabbixin jiray miskiinka qaylinaya, Iyo weliba agoonka aan wax u kaalmeeya lahayn.
13 the blessing of him who was ready to perish came on me, and I caused the widow’s heart to sing for joy.
Ka halligaadda ku dhow ducadiisa ayaa igu soo degi jirtay, Oo ta carmalka ahna qalbigeeda waan ka farxin jiray ilaa ay gabay la rayrayso.
14 I put on righteousness, and it clothed me. My justice was as a robe and a diadem.
Waxaan huwan jiray xaqnimo, oo iyana dhar bay ii noqon jirtay, Oo caddaaladdayduna waxay ii ahaan jirtay sida khamiis iyo cimaamad oo kale.
15 I was eyes to the blind, and feet to the lame.
Kuwa indhaha la' indho baan u ahaan jiray, Kuwa curyaanka ahna cago baan u ahaan jiray.
16 I was a father to the needy. I researched the cause of him whom I didn’t know.
Aabbaan u ahaan jiray saboolka baahan, Oo ka aanan aqoonna xaalkiisa waan baadhi jiray.
17 I broke the jaws of the unrighteous and plucked the prey out of his teeth.
Ka xaqa daran daamankiisa waan jebin jiray, Oo wixii uu dhufsadana ilkihiisaan ka soo bixin jiray.
18 Then I said, ‘I will die in my own house, I will count my days as the sand.
Markaasaan is-idhi, Buulkaygaan ku dhex dhiman doonaa, Oo cimrigayguna wuxuu u badan doonaa sida cammuudda oo kale.
19 My root is spread out to the waters. The dew lies all night on my branch.
Xididkaygu biyaha xaggooduu u faafayaa, Oo laamahaygana habeenkii oo dhan waxaa saaran sayax.
20 My glory is fresh in me. My bow is renewed in my hand.’
Sharaftaydu way igu cusub tahay, Oo qaansadayduna gacantayday ku cusboonaatay.
21 “Men listened to me, waited, and kept silence for my counsel.
Dadku dhegtuu ii dhigi jiray, oo i sugi jiray, Oo taladayda aawadeedna way u aamusi jireen.
22 After my words they didn’t speak again. My speech fell on them.
Weligood igama ay daba hadlin, Oo hadalkayguna korkooduu ku soo dhibci jiray.
23 They waited for me as for the rain. Their mouths drank as with the spring rain.
Oo waxay ii dhawri jireen sidii roobka oo kale, Oo waxay afkooda u kala furi jireen sidii roobka dambe loo sugo.
24 I smiled on them when they had no confidence. They didn’t reject the light of my face.
Waan u af caddayn jiray markay qalbi jabaan, Oo nuurkii jaahaygana hoos uma ay tuuri jirin.
25 I chose out their way, and sat as chief. I lived as a king in the army, as one who comforts the mourners.
Waxaan dooran jiray jidkooda, oo sida nin madax ah ayaan u fadhiisan jiray, Oo waxaan u dhaqmi jiray sidii boqor ciidan dhex fadhiya, Iyo sidii mid u tacsiyeeya kuwa baroorta.
