Job 23
1 Sotheli Joob answeride, and seide,
Markaasaa Ayuub u jawaabay oo wuxuu ku yidhi,
2 Now also my word is in bitternesse, and the hond of my wounde is agreggid on my weilyng.
Xataa maantadan guryankayga cabashada ahu waa qadhaadh yahay, Oo gacanta i saaranuna waa ka sii daran tahay cabashadayda.
3 Who yyueth to me, that Y knowe, and fynde hym, and come `til to his trone?
Waxaan jeclaan lahaa inaan ogaado meeshaan isaga ka heli karo, Si aan kursigiisa ugu imaado!
4 Y schal sette doom bifor hym, and Y schal fille my mouth with blamyngis;
Dacwadayda ayaan hortiisa ku diyaarin lahaa, Oo afkaygana hadallo dood ah baan ka buuxin lahaa.
5 that Y kunne the wordis, whiche he schal answere to me, and that Y vnderstonde, what he schal speke to me.
Waxaan jeclaan lahaa inaan ogaado erayada uu iigu jawaabayo, Oo aan garto bal waxa uu igu odhanayo.
6 Y nyle, that he stryue with me bi greet strengthe, nether oppresse me with the heuynesse of his greetnesse.
Ma wuxuu igula diriri lahaa xooggiisa badan? Maya, laakiinse wuu i maqli lahaa.
7 Sette he forth equite ayens me, and my doom come perfitli to victorie.
Kii qummanu halkaasuu isaga kula xaajoon kari lahaa, Oo anna saasaan xaakinkayga uga samatabbixi lahaa weligayba.
8 If Y go to the eest, God apperith not; if Y go to the west, Y schal not vndurstonde hym; if Y go to the left side,
Bal eega, hore baan u socdaa, laakiinse isagu halkaas ma joogo, Oo dib baan u socdaa, laakiinse ma aan heli karo.
9 what schal Y do? Y schal not take hym; if Y turne me to the riyt side, Y schal not se hym.
Oo waxaan tagaa xagga bidix markuu shaqaynayo, laakiinse uma aan jeedi karo; Oo wuxuu ku dhuuntaa xagga midig laakiinse kama arki karo.
10 But he knowith my weie, and he schal preue me as gold, that passith thorouy fier.
Laakiinse wuu yaqaan jidkaan maro, Oo markuu i tijaabiyo waxaan u soo bixi doonaa sida dahab oo kale.
11 My foot suede hise steppis; Y kepte his weie, and Y bowide not awey fro it.
Cagtaydu waxay ku adkaatay tallaabooyinkiisa, Jidkiisii waan xajiyey, oo dhanna ugama aan leexan.
12 Y yede not awei fro the comaundementis of hise lippis; and Y hidde in my bosum the wordis of his mouth.
Dib ugama noqon amarkii bushimihiisa, Oo erayadii afkiisana waxaan u hayay wax ka qiimo badan cuntada aanan ka maarmin.
13 For he is aloone, and no man may turne awei hise thouytis; and what euer thing he wolde, his wille dide this thing.
Laakiinse wax qudha ayuu goostay, bal yaa ka leexin kara? Oo wixii naftiisu doonaysaba wuu sameeyaa.
14 Whanne he hath fillid his wille in me, also many othere lijk thingis ben redi to hym.
Waayo, wuxuu oofiyaa wixii la ii amray, Oo waxyaalo badan oo saasoo kale ah ayuu maankiisa ku hayaa.
15 And therfor Y am disturblid of his face, and Y biholdynge hym am anguyschid for drede.
Sidaas daraaddeed ayaan hortiisa uga naxaa, Oo markaan ka fikiraba waan ka baqaa isaga.
16 God hath maad neische myn herte, and Almyyti God hath disturblid me.
Waayo, Ilaah ayaa qalbigayga itaal darreeyey, Oo Ilaaha Qaadirka ah ayaa iga nixiyey,
17 For Y perischide not for derknessis neiyynge; nethir myist hilide my face.
Maxaa yeelay, gudcurka hortiis layma baabbi'in, Oo gudcurkii qarada lahaana wejigayga kama uu daboolin.
