Job 19
1 Forsothe Joob answeride, and seide, Hou long turmente ye my soule,
Job zara sị:
2 and al to-breken me with wordis?
“Ruo ole mgbe ka unu ga-anọgide na-ata m ahụhụ? Ruo ole mgbe ka unu ga-ewere okwu ọnụ unu zọpịa m?
3 Lo! ten sithis ye schenden me, and ye ben not aschamed, oppressynge me.
Ugboro iri ndị a ka unu kọcharala m, ihere adịghị eme unu na unu na-ebuso m agha?
4 Forsothe and if Y `koude not, myn vnkynnyng schal be with me.
A sịkwarị na m bụ onye mmehie, ọ bụ naanị mụ onwe m ka ọ gbasara.
5 And ye ben reisid ayens me, and repreuen me with my schenschipis.
Ọ bụrụ na unu na-ebuli onwe unu elu karịa m, ma were ọnọdụ ịdị ala m megide m,
6 Nameli now vndurstonde ye, that God hath turmentid me not bi euene doom, and hath cumpassid me with hise betyngis.
mgbe ahụ, maranụ na Chineke emejọọla m, were ụgbụ ya tụọ m gburugburu.
7 Lo! Y suffrynge violence schal crye, and no man schal here; Y schal crye loude, and `noon is that demeth.
“Ọ bụ ezie na m na-eti mkpu akwa sị: ‘A na-emejọ m.’ Ma ọ dịghị ọsịsa m na-anata; ọ bụ ezie na m na-eti mkpu ka e nyere m aka ma ikpe ziri ezi adịghị.
8 He bisette aboute my path, and Y may not go; and he settide derknessis in my weie.
Ọ nọchiela ụzọ m ka m ghara ịgafe; o jirila ọchịchịrị kpuchie ụzọ m.
9 He hath spuylid me of my glorye, and hath take awey the coroun fro myn heed.
O yipụla m ugwu m, wepụkwa okpueze m kpu nʼisi.
10 He hath distried me on ech side, and Y perischide; and he hath take awei myn hope, as fro a tre pullid vp bi the roote.
Ọ na-eti m ihe otiti nʼakụkụ niile, ruo mgbe m gabigara; ọ na-ehopu olileanya m dịka osisi.
11 His stronge veniaunce was wrooth ayens me; and he hadde me so as his enemye.
Iwe ya dị ọkụ megide m; ọ na-agụnyekwa m dịka onye iro ya.
12 Hise theues camen togidere, and `maden to hem a wei bi me; and bisegiden my tabernacle in cumpas.
Ndị agha ya ji ike na-abịa; ha ewuola mgbidi were nnọchibido m ha agbaala ụlọ ikwu m gburugburu imegide m.
13 He made fer my britheren fro me; and my knowun as aliens yeden awei fro me.
“O meela ka ụmụnne m na ndị enyi m si nʼebe m nọ pụọ.
14 My neiyboris forsoken me; and thei that knewen me han foryete me.
Ndị ikwu m anaghị etinyekwa uche nʼihe banyere m; ndị ezi enyi m niile echefuola m.
15 The tenauntis of myn hows, and myn handmaydis hadden me as a straunger; and Y was as a pilgrym bifor her iyen.
Ndị ọbịa nọ nʼụlọ m na ndị odibo m nwanyị na-agụ m dịka onye ala ọzọ; adị m ka onye mba ọzọ nʼebe ha nọ.
16 Y clepide my seruaunt, and he answeride not to me; with myn owne mouth Y preiede hym.
Ana m akpọ odibo m oku ma ọ dịghị aza m, ọ bụladị mgbe m jiri ọnụ m rịọ ya.
17 My wijf wlatide my breeth; and Y preiede the sones of my wombe.
Iku ume m abụrụla ihe nwunye m apụghị ịnagide; abụrụla m ihe arụ nye ụmụnne m.
18 Also foolis dispisiden me; and whanne Y was goon awei fro hem, thei bacbitiden me.
Ọ bụladị ụmụntakịrị nwoke na-akwa m emo; ha na-ejikwa m eme ihe ọchị mgbe ọbụla m pụtara.
19 Thei, that weren my counselouris sum tyme, hadden abhomynacioun of me; and he, whom Y louede moost, was aduersarie to me.
Ndị ahụ m kpọrọ ndị enyi ọma m na-ele m anya dịka m bụ ihe arụ; ndị ahụ niile m hụrụ nʼanya echigharịakwala megide m
20 Whanne fleischis weren wastid, my boon cleuyde to my skyn; and `oneli lippis ben left aboute my teeth.
Abụ m naanị ọkpụkpụ ọkpụkpụ; ihe m ji gbanarị ọnwụ adịghị ukwuu.
21 Haue ye merci on me, haue ye merci on me, nameli, ye my frendis; for the hond of the Lord hath touchid me.
“Meerenụ m ebere, ndị enyi m, meerenụ m ebere, nʼihi na aka Chineke na-emegide m.
22 Whi pursuen ye me, as God pursueth; and ben fillid with my fleischis?
Gịnị mere unu ji achụ m dịka Chineke si achụ m? Ọ ga-abụ na ahụhụ m ejubeghị unu afọ?
23 Who yyueth to me, that my wordis be writun? Who yyueth to me,
“Ọ gaara atọ m ụtọ ma a sị na e dekọrọ okwu m nʼakwụkwọ,
24 that tho be writun in a book with an yrun poyntil, ethir with a plate of leed; ethir with a chisel be grauun in a flynt?
na e ji mkpisi igwe dee ha, maọbụ kakwasị ha nʼelu mbadamba nkume ruo mgbe ebighị ebi.
25 For Y woot, that myn ayenbiere lyueth, and in the laste dai Y schal rise fro the erthe;
Amara m na onye mgbapụta m na-adị ndụ, amakwaara m na ọ ga-eguzo nʼelu ụwa nʼoge ikpeazụ.
26 and eft Y schal be cumpassid with my skyn, and in my fleisch Y schal se God, my sauyour.
Mgbe e mebisikwara akpụkpọ ahụ m, ma nʼanụ ahụ m aga m ahụ Chineke.
27 Whom Y my silf schal se, and myn iyen schulen biholde, and not an other man. This myn hope is kept in my bosum.
Mụ onwe m ga-eji anya m abụọ hụ ya, mụ onwe m, ọ bụghị onye ọzọ. Lee ka obi m si anụ ọkụ nʼime m maka nke a!
28 Whi therfor seien ye now, Pursue we hym, and fynde we the roote of a word ayens hym?
“Ọ bụrụ na unu asị, ‘Anyị ga-emegide ya nʼihi na nsogbu a si nʼaka ya,’
29 Therfor fle ye fro the face of the swerd; for the swerd is the vengere of wickidnessis, and wite ye, that doom schal be.
unu onwe unu kwesiri ịtụ egwu mma agha; nʼihi na iwe ga-ebute ịta ahụhụ nke mma agha, mgbe ahụ, unu ga-ama na ikpe dị.”
