Job 5
1 Pray, call, is there any to answer thee? And unto which of the holy ones dost thou turn?
“Kpọọ oku ma ị chọọ, ma onyekwanụ ga-aza gị? Ole ndị dị nsọ ị ga-agbakwuru?
2 For provocation slayeth the perverse, And envy putteth to death the simple,
Oke iwe na-egbu onye nzuzu, ekworo na-egbu onye na-enweghị uche.
3 I — I have seen the perverse taking root, And I mark his habitation straightway,
Mụ onwe m ahụla onye nzuzu ka ọ na-agba mgbọrọgwụ, mana mberede, abụrụ ụlọ ya ọnụ.
4 Far are his sons from safety, And they are bruised in the gate, And there is no deliverer.
Ụmụ ya na-anọpụ anya site nʼebe nchebe dị, a na-azọpịa ha nʼọnụ ụzọ ama, ọ dịkwaghị onye na-anapụta ha.
5 Whose harvest the hungry doth eat, And even from the thorns taketh it, And the designing swallowed their wealth.
Onye agụụ na-agụ na-eripịa ihe o wetara nʼubi; ọ na-ewere ihe ubi ndị a ọ bụladị site nʼetiti ogwu; akụnụba ya ka onye akpịrị na-akpọ nkụ ga-achụso.
6 For sorrow cometh not forth from the dust, Nor from the ground springeth up misery.
Nʼihi na ọnọdụ ọjọọ adịghị esite nʼala pupụta, ma ọ bụkwanụ nsogbu adịghịkwa esite nʼala walite.
7 For man to misery is born, And the sparks go high to fly.
Kama, a mụrụ mmadụ nye nsogbu, dịka ire ọkụ si esite nʼọkụ a kwanyere na-amali elu.
8 Yet I — I inquire for God, And for God I give my word,
“Ma ọ bụrụ na m bụ gị, m ga-ekpesara Chineke; ya ka m ga-akọsara ihe niile.
9 Doing great things, and there is no searching. Wonderful, till there is no numbering.
Nʼihi na Chineke na-arụ ọrụ ịtụnanya karịrị nghọta, ọrụ ebube nke a na-apụghị ịgụta ọnụ.
10 Who is giving rain on the face of the land, And is sending waters on the out-places.
Ọ bụ ya na-enye elu ụwa mmiri ozuzo, ma na-ezigakwa mmiri nʼubi niile.
11 To set the low on a high place, And the mourners have been high [in] safety.
Ọ na-ebuli ndị dị ala elu, na-emekwa ka ndị na-eru ụjụ nọ nʼebe a na-echebe ha.
12 Making void thoughts of the subtile, And their hands do not execute wisdom.
Ọ na-emebi nzube niile nke ndị aghụghọ, ka aka ha ghara imezu ihe ha zubere.
13 Capturing the wise in their subtilty, And the counsel of wrestling ones was hastened,
Ọ na-ejide ndị oke amamihe nʼaghụghọ ha niile, mee ka atụmatụ ndị aghụghọ bụrụ ihe e kpochapụrụ.
14 By day they meet darkness, And as night — they grope at noon.
Ọchịchịrị na-abịakwasị ha nʼoge ehihie, nʼetiti ehihie ha na-asọ ìsì dịka ndị nọ nʼọchịchịrị nke abalị;
15 And He saveth the wasted from their mouth, And from a strong hand the needy,
Ọ na-azọpụta ndị mkpa na-akpa, site na mma agha dị ha nʼọnụ, ọ na-anapụtakwa ha site nʼaka ndị dị ike.
16 And there is hope to the poor, And perverseness hath shut her mouth.
Ya mere, ndị ogbenye na-enwe olileanya, ikpe ezighị ezi na-emechikwa ọnụ ya.
17 Lo, the happiness of mortal man, God doth reprove him: And the chastisement of the Mighty despise not,
“Ngọzị na-adịrị mmadụ ahụ Chineke na-adọ aka na ntị; ya mere, ajụla ịdọ aka na ntị nke Onye pụrụ ime ihe niile.
18 For He doth pain, and He bindeth up, He smiteth, and His hands heal.
Nʼihi na ọ na-etihịa mmadụ ahụ ma na-ekechikwa ọnya ha; Ọ na-eti mmadụ ihe, ma aka ya na-agwọkwa.
19 In six distresses He delivereth thee, And in seven evil striketh not on thee.
Ọ ga-anapụta gị site nʼụzọ nsogbu isii, mee ka ihe ọjọọ hapụ irute gị na nsogbu nke asaa.
20 In famine He hath redeemed thee from death, And in battle from the hands of the sword.
Ọ ga-echebe gị ka ị hapụ ịnwụ nʼoge ụnwụ; chebekwa gị ka mma agha hapụ ịmetụ gị nʼoge agha.
21 When the tongue scourgeth thou art hid, And thou art not afraid of destruction, When it cometh.
Ị ga-abụ onye a na-echebe site na nkwutọ nke ire ndị ga-ekwutọ gị. Ị gaghị atụkwa egwu mgbe mbibi bịara.
22 At destruction and at hunger thou mockest, And of the beast of the earth, Thou art not afraid.
Ị ga-achị ọchị nʼoge ụnwụ na nʼoge mbibi, ị gaghị atụkwa egwu ajọ anụ ọhịa dị iche iche.
23 (For with sons of the field [is] thy covenant, And the beast of the field Hath been at peace with thee.)
Nʼihi na gị na nkume niile dị nʼọhịa ga-agba ndụ, gị na anụ ọhịa ga-anọkwa nʼudo.
24 And thou hast known that thy tent [is] peace, And inspected thy habitation, and errest not,
Ị ga-amata na ụlọ ikwu gị dị nʼudo; ị ga-agụkọ ihe niile i nwere chọpụta na o nweghị nke na-efu efu.
25 And hast known that numerous [is] Thy seed, And thine offspring as the herb of the earth;
Ị ga-amata na ụmụ gị ga-adị ọtụtụ, matakwa na ụmụ ụmụ gị dị ukwuu nʼọnụọgụgụ dịka ahịhịa dị nʼala.
26 Thou comest in full age unto the grave, As the going up of a stalk in its season.
Ị ga-aba nʼili gị mgbe i mere nnọọ ezigbo agadi, dịka ọka a ghọrọ mgbe oge ya ruru.
27 Lo, this — we searched it out — it [is] right, hearken; And thou, know for thyself!
“Anyị enyochaala ihe a, hụ na ọ bụ eziokwu. Ya mere nụrụ ya, ma jiri ya rụọ ọrụ na ndụ gị.”
