Job 16
1 Mgbe ahụ, Job zara sị:
But Job answered and said:
2 “Anụla m ọtụtụ ihe dịka ndị a; ndị nkasiobi na-eweta ọnọdụ ọjọọ ka unu niile bụ.
Of such things as these I have heard enough! Miserable comforters are ye all!
3 Ogologo okwu efu ndị a niile unu na-ekwu, ọ naghị akwụsị? Gịnị bụ nsogbu unu nke mere unu ji aga nʼihu na-arụ ụka niile ndị a?
Will there ever be an end to words of wind? What stirreth thee up, that thou answerest?
4 Mụ onwe m nwekwara ike ikwu okwu dịka unu, ma ọ bụrụ na unu nọ nʼọnọdụ m; enwere m ike kwuo okwu dị ụtọ na ntị megide unu, ma fufekwaa isi m megide unu.
I also might speak like you, If ye were now in my place; I might string together words against you, And shake my head at you.
5 Ma ọnụ m ga-agba unu ume; nkasiobi si nʼegbugbere ọnụ m ga-emekwa ka ihe mgbu unu dajụọ.
I would strengthen you with my mouth, And the consolation of my lips should sustain you.
6 “Ma ọ bụrụ na m ekwuo, adịghị egbochi ihe mgbu m, ọ bụrụ na m ahapụ ikwu okwu, ọdịghị esi nʼahụ m pụọ?
If I speak, my grief is not assuaged; And if I forbear, it doth not leave me.
7 Nʼezie o Chineke, i meela ka ike gwụ m, i tidakwala ezinaụlọ m.
For now He hath quite exhausted me; Thou hast desolated all my house!
8 I keela m agbụ; agbụ m abụrụla ihe akaebe megide m; ịta ahụ m ebiliela ịgba akaebe megide m.
Thou hast seized hold of me, and this is a witness against me; My leanness riseth up and testifieth against me to my face.
9 Chineke na-eweso m iwe, jiri iwe ya na-adọwasị m, ọ na-atakwa ikikere eze ya megide m; onye iro m na-achịchapụrụ m anya ya.
His anger teareth my flesh, and pursueth me; He gnasheth upon me with his teeth; My adversary sharpeneth his eyes upon me.
10 Ụmụ mmadụ na-asaghe ọnụ ka ha chịa m ọchị, ha ji iti m aka nʼọnụ na-akwa m emo, jikọtakwa onwe ha megide m.
They gape for me with their mouths; In scorn they smite me on the cheek; With one consent they assemble against me.
11 Chineke ewerela m nyefee nʼaka ndị ajọ omume, tụbakwa m nʼaka ndị na-emebi iwu.
God hath given me a prey to the unrighteous, And delivered me into the hands of the wicked.
12 Ihe na-agara m nke ọma, ma Chineke tipịara m. O jidere m nʼolu ma tiwasịa m. O meela m ihe ịgba ụta ya;
I was at ease, but he hath crushed me; He hath seized me by the neck, and dashed me in pieces; He hath set me up for his mark.
13 ndị ọgba ụta ya agbaala m gburugburu. Ọ na-agbawa akụrụ m na-enweghị ọmịiko mee ka oluilu m wụsịa nʼala.
His archers encompass me around; He pierceth my reins, and doth not spare; He poureth out my gall upon the ground.
14 Mgbe niile, ọ na-emegide m; ọ na-achụso m dịka dike nʼagha.
He breaketh me with breach upon breach; He rusheth upon me like a warrior.
15 “Adụkọtala m akwa mkpe were ya kpuchie anụ ahụ m, liekwa ikuanya m nʼime ntụ.
I have sewed sackcloth upon my skin, And thrust my horn into the dust.
16 Ihu m na-acha ọbara ọbara site nʼakwa nke m na-akwa, onyinyo nke ọnwụ dịkwa gburugburu egbugbere anya m abụọ;
My face is red with weeping, And upon my eyelids is deathlike darkness.
17 ma aka m emeghị ihe ike ọbụla, ọzọ ekpere m dịkwa ọcha.
Yet is there no injustice in my bands. And my prayer hath been pure.
18 “Ala, biko, ezokwala ọbara m; mee ka akwa m ghara ịbụ ihe lara nʼiyi!
O earth! cover not thou my blood, And let there be no hiding-place for my cry!
19 Ọ bụladị ugbu a, onye akaebe m nọ nʼeluigwe, onye nkwuchite ọnụ m nọ nʼebe dị elu.
Yet even now, behold, my witness is in heaven, And he who knoweth me is on high.
20 Onye na-arịọrọ m arịrịọ bụ enyi m, dịka m na-awụsara Chineke anya mmiri m.
My friends have me in derision, But my eye poureth out tears unto God.
21 Nʼọnọdụ mmadụ ka ọ na-arịọ Chineke dịka mmadụ na-arịọ nʼihi enyi ya.
O that one might contend for a man with God, As a man contendeth with his neighbor!
22 “Naanị afọ ole na ole ga-agabiga tupu m ga nʼụzọ nke nlọghachi m na-adịghị.
For when a few years shall have passed, I shall go the way whence I shall not return.
