Job 8
1 And Bildad the Shuhite answereth and saith: —
Mgbe ahụ, Bildad onye Shua zaghachiri sị:
2 Till when dost thou speak these things? And a strong wind — sayings of thy mouth?
“Ruo ole mgbe ka i ga na-ekwu okwu dị otu a? Okwu ọnụ gị bụ naanị ifufe dị ike.
3 Doth God pervert judgment? And doth the Mighty One pervert justice?
Chineke ọ na-ekpe ikpe na-ezighị ezi? Onye pụrụ ime ihe niile ọ na-eme ka ihe ziri ezi gbagọọ agbagọ?
4 If thy sons have sinned before Him, And He doth send them away, By the hand of their transgression,
Mgbe ụmụ gị mehiere megide ya, o weere ha nyefee nʼikpe ọmụma kwesiri mmehie ha.
5 If thou dost seek early unto God, And unto the Mighty makest supplication,
Ma ọ bụrụ na i ga-achọsi Chineke ike, rịọ Onye pụrụ ime ihe niile,
6 If pure and upright thou [art], Surely now He waketh for thee, And hath completed The habitation of thy righteousness.
ọ bụrụ na ị bụ onye dị ọcha nʼobi na onye ụzọ ya ziri ezi, ọ bụladị ugbu a, ọ ga-agbachitere gị weghachi gị nʼọnọdụ ịbụ ọgaranya gị.
7 And thy beginning hath been small, And thy latter end is very great.
Ọ bụ ezie, na mmalite gị nwere ike ịdị ala, ma ụbọchị ikpeazụ gị ga-adị elu.
8 For, ask I pray thee of a former generation, And prepare to a search of their fathers,
“Jụọ ọgbọ ndị gara aga ma chọpụta ihe ndị bụ nna ha chọpụtara.
9 (For of yesterday we [are], and we know not, For a shadow [are] our days on earth.)
Nʼihi na anyị onwe anyị bụ ndị a mụrụ naanị ụnyaahụ, ndị ọ dịghị ihe ha maara. Ụbọchị ndụ anyị nʼụwa dịka onyinyo.
10 Do they not shew thee — speak to thee, And from their heart bring forth words?
Ọ bụ na ha agaghị agwa gị ma kuziekwara gị ihe? Ọ bụ na ha agaghị esite na nghọta kwuo okwu?
11 'Doth a rush wise without mire? A reed increase without water?
Ahịhịa papịrọs o nwere ike ito nʼebe apịtị na-adịghị? Ahịhịa riidi ọ ga-eto nʼebe mmiri na-adịghị?
12 While it [is] in its budding — uncropped, Even before any herb it withereth.
Nʼihi na mgbe ha ka na-etopụta etopụta, mgbe a na-egbubibeghị ha, ha na-ebu ahịhịa ndị ọzọ ụzọ kpọnwụọ.
13 So [are] the paths of all forgetting God, And the hope of the profane doth perish,
Nke a bụ oke ndị na-echefu Chineke, otu a kwa ka olileanya nke onye na-amaghị Chineke si ala nʼiyi.
14 Whose confidence is loathsome, And the house of a spider his trust.
Ihe ọ tụkwasịrị obi bụ ihe na-awa awa; ihe mgbakwasị ụkwụ ya bụ akwụ udide.
15 He leaneth on his house — and it standeth not: He taketh hold on it — and it abideth not.
Ọ bụrụ na ọ dabere na ya, ọ ga-etibi; ọ bụrụ na o jide ya aka, ọ ga-adọbikwa.
16 Green he [is] before the sun, And over his garden his branch goeth out.
Ọ dị ka ahịhịa ubi a na-agba mmiri nke ọma nʼubi a gbara ogige, nke anwụ na-amụkwasị, nke ome ya na-awasa ruo akụkụ niile nke ogige ahụ.
17 By a heap his roots are wrapped, A house of stones he looketh for.
Mgbọrọgwụ ya tụhịrị gburugburu nkume ndị dị nʼubi ahụ, ma na-achọkwa ọnọdụ nʼetiti nkume ndị a.
18 If [one] doth destroy him from his place, Then it hath feigned concerning him, I have not seen thee!
Ma mgbe e si nʼọnọdụ ya hopu ya, ebe ahụ na-agọnarịkwa ya, na-asị, ‘Ahụtụbeghị m gị.’
19 Lo, this [is] the joy of his way, And from the dust others spring up.'
Nʼezie, ndụ ya na-akpọnwụ, site nʼala ahụ ahịhịa ndị ọzọ na-etopụtakwa.
20 Lo, God doth not reject the perfect, Nor taketh hold on the hand of evil doers.
“Nʼezie Chineke anaghị agbakụta onye ụzọ ya ziri ezi azụ, maọbụ gbaa aka onye ajọ omume ume.
21 While he filleth with laughter thy mouth, And thy lips with shouting,
Ọ ga-eme ka ọnụ gị jupụta nʼọchị. Ọ ga-eme ka mkpu ọṅụ si nʼegbugbere ọnụ gị pụta.
22 Those hating thee do put on shame, And the tent of the wicked is not!
Ndị iro gị ka a ga-eyikwasị ihere dị ka uwe, ebe obibi nke ndị na-emebi iwu agaghị adịkwa.”
