Job 13
1 “Anya m abụọ ahụla ihe ndị a niile, ntị m anụla ma ghọtakwa ha.
Behold my eye hath seen all these things, and my ear hath heard them, and I have understood them all.
2 Mụ onwe m makwa ihe unu maara; abụghị m onye dị ala nʼebe unu nọ.
According to your knowledge I also know: neither am I inferior to you.
3 Ma ọ bụ Onye pụrụ ime ihe niile ka m chọrọ ịgwa okwu, ka mụ na Chineke rụọkwa ụka banyere okwu m.
But yet I will speak to the Almighty, and I desire to reason with God.
4 Ma otu ọ dị, unu ji okwu ụgha etechi m dịka ọ bụ mgba ụlọ; unu niile bụ ndị dibịa na-abaghị uru.
Having first shewn that you are forgers of lies, and maintainers of perverse opinions.
5 Ọ bụrụ nnọọ na unu ga-agba nkịtị, nke a gaara egosi na unu bụ ndị nwere amamihe.
And I wish you would hold your peace, that you might be thought to be wise men.
6 Ugbu a, nụrụnụ ịrụ ụka m; geekwanụ ntị nụrụ okwu si m nʼọnụ na-apụta.
Hear ye therefore my reproof, and attend to the judgment of my lips.
7 Unu ga-ekpelara Chineke ikpe mmegide? Unu ga-esite nʼokwu aghụghọ kwuchitere Chineke ọnụ ya?
Hath God any need of your lie, that you should speak deceitfully for him?
8 Unu ga-egosi ya na unu na-ekpelara ya ikpe? Unu ga-ekwuchite ọnụ Chineke?
Do you accept his person, and do you endeavour to judge for God?
9 Ọ ga-adịrị unu mma ma ọ bụrụ na o nyochaa unu? Unu pụrụ ịghọgbu ya dịka unu si aghọgbu ndị mmadụ?
Or shall it please him, from whom nothing can be concealed? or shall he be deceived as a man, with your deceitful dealings?
10 Ọ ghaghị ịbara unu mba ma ọ bụrụ na unu ejiri okwu ụgha chọọ inyere ya aka.
He shall reprove you, because in secret you accept his person.
11 Ọ ga-abụ na ebube na ịdị ukwuu ya adịghị eme ka unu maa jijiji? Egwu ya ọ dịghị atụ unu?
As soon as he shall move himself, he shall trouble you: and his dread shall fall upon you.
12 Okwu amamihe unu niile dịka ilu nke ntụ; okwu ngọpụ unu dịka ihe ngọpụ ụrọ.
Your remembrance shall be compared to ashes, and your necks shall be brought to clay.
13 “Nọọnụ jụụ ka m kwuo okwu; ihe ọ pụtara ya pụta.
Hold your peace a little while, that I may speak whatsoever my mind shall suggest to me.
14 Nʼihi gịnị ka m ga-eji tinye onwe m na nsogbu, werekwa ndụ m tinye nʼọbụaka m?
Why do I tear my flesh with my teeth, and carry my soul in my hands?
15 A sịkwarị na ọ ga-etigbu m aghaghị m ịtụkwasị ya obi m. Aga m ekwuchite ọnụ m gwa ya na ụzọ m dị ọcha.
Although he should bill me, I will trust in him: but yet I will reprove my ways in his sight.
16 Nʼezie, nke a ga-aghọrọ m nzọpụta maka na ọ dịghị onye ajọ omume ọbụla pụrụ ịbịa nʼihu ya.
And he shall be my saviour: for no hypocrite shall come before his presence.
17 Geenụ ntị nke ọma nʼokwu m. Kwerenụ ka ihe m na-ekwu baa unu ntị.
Hear ye my speech, and receive with Sour ears hidden truths.
18 Ugbu a, edoziela m ikpe m nʼusoro, amatala m na ikpe agaghị ama m.
If I shall be judged, I know that I shall be found just.
19 Ọ dị onye pụrụ ibo m ebubo? Ọ bụrụ na o nwere, aga m emechi ọnụ m ma nwụọ.
Who is he that will plead against me? let him come: why am I consumed holding my peace?
20 “Meere m naanị ihe abụọ ndị a, O Chineke, mgbe ahụ agaghị m ezo onwe m nʼihu gị.
Two things only do not to me, and then from thy face I shall not be hid:
21 Wepụ aka gị i ji emegide m, meekwa ka ha dị anya nʼebe m nọ. Kwụsị ime ka oke egwu gị mee ka m maa jijiji.
Withdraw thy hand far from me, and let not thy dread terrify me.
22 Mgbe ahụ, kpọọ m oku, aga m azakwa gị. Maọbụ, kwerekwa ka m kwuo okwu, ka ị zaa m.
Call me, and I will answer thee: or else I will speak, and do thou answer me.
23 Ole ka ha dị bụ mmejọ na mmehie m mere? Gosi m ajọ omume m na mmehie m.
How many are my iniquities and sins? make me know my crimes and offences.
24 Gịnị mere i ji gbakụta m azụ? Gịnị mere i ji gụọ m dịka onye iro gị?
Why hidest thou thy face, and thinkest me thy enemy?
25 Ị ga-enye ahịhịa ikuku na-ebugharị ntaramahụhụ? Ị ga-achụ ahịhịa kpọrọ nkụ ọsọ?
Against a leaf, that is carried away with the wind, thou shewest thy power, and thou pursuest a dry straw.
26 Nʼihi na ị na-edetu ihe ndị dị ilu megide m, na-emekwa ka m ghọrọ mkpụrụ mmehie m mere nʼoge okorobịa m.
For thou writest bitter things against me, and wilt consume me for the sins of my youth.
27 Ị na-eji mkpọrọ igwe kegide ụkwụ m abụọ; na-enyochakwa nzọ ụkwụ m niile site nʼitinye akara nʼebe ọbụla ọbụ ụkwụ m zọrọ.
Thou hast put my feet in the stocks, and hast observed all my paths, and hast considered the steps of my feet:
28 “Ya mere, mmadụ nʼala nʼiyi dịka ihe rere ere, na dịka akwa nke nla riri.
Who am to be consumed as rottenness, and as a garment that is moth-eaten.
