Job 19
1 And Job answereth and saith: —
Job zara sị:
2 Till when do ye afflict my soul, And bruise me with words?
“Ruo ole mgbe ka unu ga-anọgide na-ata m ahụhụ? Ruo ole mgbe ka unu ga-ewere okwu ọnụ unu zọpịa m?
3 These ten times ye put me to shame, ye blush not. Ye make yourselves strange to me —
Ugboro iri ndị a ka unu kọcharala m, ihere adịghị eme unu na unu na-ebuso m agha?
4 And also — truly, I have erred, With me doth my error remain.
A sịkwarị na m bụ onye mmehie, ọ bụ naanị mụ onwe m ka ọ gbasara.
5 If, truly, over me ye magnify yourselves, And decide against me my reproach;
Ọ bụrụ na unu na-ebuli onwe unu elu karịa m, ma were ọnọdụ ịdị ala m megide m,
6 Know now, that God turned me upside down, And His net against me hath set round,
mgbe ahụ, maranụ na Chineke emejọọla m, were ụgbụ ya tụọ m gburugburu.
7 Lo, I cry out — violence, and am not answered, I cry aloud, and there is no judgment.
“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 My way He hedged up, and I pass not over, And on my paths darkness He placeth.
Ọ nọchiela ụzọ m ka m ghara ịgafe; o jirila ọchịchịrị kpuchie ụzọ m.
9 Mine honour from off me He hath stripped, And He turneth the crown from my head.
O yipụla m ugwu m, wepụkwa okpueze m kpu nʼisi.
10 He breaketh me down round about, and I go, And removeth like a tree my hope.
Ọ na-eti m ihe otiti nʼakụkụ niile, ruo mgbe m gabigara; ọ na-ehopu olileanya m dịka osisi.
11 And He kindleth against me His anger, And reckoneth me to Him as His adversaries.
Iwe ya dị ọkụ megide m; ọ na-agụnyekwa m dịka onye iro ya.
12 Come in do His troops together, And they raise up against me their way, And encamp round about my tent.
Ndị agha ya ji ike na-abịa; ha ewuola mgbidi were nnọchibido m ha agbaala ụlọ ikwu m gburugburu imegide m.
13 My brethren from me He hath put far off, And mine acquaintances surely Have been estranged from me.
“O meela ka ụmụnne m na ndị enyi m si nʼebe m nọ pụọ.
14 Ceased have my neighbours And my familiar friends have forgotten me,
Ndị ikwu m anaghị etinyekwa uche nʼihe banyere m; ndị ezi enyi m niile echefuola m.
15 Sojourners of my house and my maids, For a stranger reckon me: An alien I have been in their eyes.
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 To my servant I have called, And he doth not answer, With my mouth I make supplication to him.
Ana m akpọ odibo m oku ma ọ dịghị aza m, ọ bụladị mgbe m jiri ọnụ m rịọ ya.
17 My spirit is strange to my wife, And my favours to the sons of my [mother's] womb.
Iku ume m abụrụla ihe nwunye m apụghị ịnagide; abụrụla m ihe arụ nye ụmụnne m.
18 Also sucklings have despised me, I rise, and they speak against me.
Ọ bụladị ụmụntakịrị nwoke na-akwa m emo; ha na-ejikwa m eme ihe ọchị mgbe ọbụla m pụtara.
19 Abominate me do all the men of my counsel, And those I have loved, Have been turned against 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 To my skin and to my flesh Cleaved hath my bone, And I deliver myself with the skin of my teeth.
Abụ m naanị ọkpụkpụ ọkpụkpụ; ihe m ji gbanarị ọnwụ adịghị ukwuu.
21 Pity me, pity me, ye my friends, For the hand of God hath stricken against me.
“Meerenụ m ebere, ndị enyi m, meerenụ m ebere, nʼihi na aka Chineke na-emegide m.
22 Why do you pursue me as God? And with my flesh are not satisfied?
Gịnị mere unu ji achụ m dịka Chineke si achụ m? Ọ ga-abụ na ahụhụ m ejubeghị unu afọ?
23 Who doth grant now, That my words may be written? Who doth grant that in a book they may be graven?
“Ọ gaara atọ m ụtọ ma a sị na e dekọrọ okwu m nʼakwụkwọ,
24 With a pen of iron and lead — For ever in a rock they may be hewn.
na e ji mkpisi igwe dee ha, maọbụ kakwasị ha nʼelu mbadamba nkume ruo mgbe ebighị ebi.
25 That — I have known my Redeemer, The Living and the Last, For the dust he doth rise.
Amara m na onye mgbapụta m na-adị ndụ, amakwaara m na ọ ga-eguzo nʼelu ụwa nʼoge ikpeazụ.
26 And after my skin hath compassed this [body], Then from my flesh I see God:
Mgbe e mebisikwara akpụkpọ ahụ m, ma nʼanụ ahụ m aga m ahụ Chineke.
27 Whom I — I see on my side, And mine eyes have beheld, and not a stranger, Consumed have been my reins in my bosom.
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 But ye say, 'Why do we pursue after him?' And the root of the matter hath been found in me.
“Ọ bụrụ na unu asị, ‘Anyị ga-emegide ya nʼihi na nsogbu a si nʼaka ya,’
29 Be ye afraid because of the sword, For furious [are] the punishments of the sword, That ye may know that [there is] a judgment.
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.”
