Job 13
1 “Anya m abụọ ahụla ihe ndị a niile, ntị m anụla ma ghọtakwa ha.
Lo, mine eye hath seen all this, mine ear hath heard and understood it.
2 Mụ onwe m makwa ihe unu maara; abụghị m onye dị ala nʼebe unu nọ.
What ye know, do I know also; I am not inferior unto you.
3 Ma ọ bụ Onye pụrụ ime ihe niile ka m chọrọ ịgwa okwu, ka mụ na Chineke rụọkwa ụka banyere okwu m.
Notwithstanding I would 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.
But ye are plasterers of lies, ye are all physicians of no value.
5 Ọ bụrụ nnọọ na unu ga-agba nkịtị, nke a gaara egosi na unu bụ ndị nwere amamihe.
Oh that ye would altogether hold your peace! and it would be your wisdom.
6 Ugbu a, nụrụnụ ịrụ ụka m; geekwanụ ntị nụrụ okwu si m nʼọnụ na-apụta.
Hear now my reasoning, and hearken to the pleadings of my lips.
7 Unu ga-ekpelara Chineke ikpe mmegide? Unu ga-esite nʼokwu aghụghọ kwuchitere Chineke ọnụ ya?
Will ye speak unrighteously for God, and talk deceitfully for Him?
8 Unu ga-egosi ya na unu na-ekpelara ya ikpe? Unu ga-ekwuchite ọnụ Chineke?
Will ye show Him favour? Will ye contend 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?
Would it be good that He should search you out? Or as one mocketh a man, will ye mock Him?
10 Ọ ghaghị ịbara unu mba ma ọ bụrụ na unu ejiri okwu ụgha chọọ inyere ya aka.
He will surely reprove you, if ye do secretly show favour.
11 Ọ ga-abụ na ebube na ịdị ukwuu ya adịghị eme ka unu maa jijiji? Egwu ya ọ dịghị atụ unu?
Shall not His majesty terrify you, and His dread fall upon you?
12 Okwu amamihe unu niile dịka ilu nke ntụ; okwu ngọpụ unu dịka ihe ngọpụ ụrọ.
Your memorials shall be like unto ashes, your eminences to eminences of clay.
13 “Nọọnụ jụụ ka m kwuo okwu; ihe ọ pụtara ya pụta.
Hold your peace, let me alone, that I may speak, and let come on me what will.
14 Nʼihi gịnị ka m ga-eji tinye onwe m na nsogbu, werekwa ndụ m tinye nʼọbụaka m?
Wherefore? I will take my flesh in my teeth, and put my life in my hand.
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.
Though He slay me, yet will I trust in Him; but I will argue my ways before Him.
16 Nʼezie, nke a ga-aghọrọ m nzọpụta maka na ọ dịghị onye ajọ omume ọbụla pụrụ ịbịa nʼihu ya.
This also shall be my salvation, that a hypocrite cannot come before Him.
17 Geenụ ntị nke ọma nʼokwu m. Kwerenụ ka ihe m na-ekwu baa unu ntị.
Hear diligently my speech, and let my declaration be in your ears.
18 Ugbu a, edoziela m ikpe m nʼusoro, amatala m na ikpe agaghị ama m.
Behold now, I have ordered my cause; I know that I shall be justified.
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 contend with me? For then would I hold my peace and die.
20 “Meere m naanị ihe abụọ ndị a, O Chineke, mgbe ahụ agaghị m ezo onwe m nʼihu gị.
Only do not two things unto me, then will I not hide myself from Thee:
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 terror make me afraid.
22 Mgbe ahụ, kpọọ m oku, aga m azakwa gị. Maọbụ, kwerekwa ka m kwuo okwu, ka ị zaa m.
Then call Thou, and I will answer; or let me speak, and answer Thou me.
23 Ole ka ha dị bụ mmejọ na mmehie m mere? Gosi m ajọ omume m na mmehie m.
How many are mine iniquities and sins? Make me to know my transgression and my sin.
24 Gịnị mere i ji gbakụta m azụ? Gịnị mere i ji gụọ m dịka onye iro gị?
Wherefore hidest Thou Thy face, and holdest me for Thine enemy?
25 Ị ga-enye ahịhịa ikuku na-ebugharị ntaramahụhụ? Ị ga-achụ ahịhịa kpọrọ nkụ ọsọ?
Wilt Thou harass a driven leaf? And wilt Thou pursue the dry stubble?
26 Nʼihi na ị na-edetu ihe ndị dị ilu megide m, na-emekwa ka m ghọrọ mkpụrụ mmehie m mere nʼoge okorobịa m.
That Thou shouldest write bitter things against me, and make me to inherit the iniquities 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 puttest my feet also in the stocks, and lookest narrowly unto all my paths; Thou drawest Thee a line about the soles of my feet;
28 “Ya mere, mmadụ nʼala nʼiyi dịka ihe rere ere, na dịka akwa nke nla riri.
Though I am like a wine-skin that consumeth, like a garment that is moth-eaten.
