Job 19
1 Job zara sị:
And Job made answer and said,
2 “Ruo ole mgbe ka unu ga-anọgide na-ata m ahụhụ? Ruo ole mgbe ka unu ga-ewere okwu ọnụ unu zọpịa m?
How long will you make my life bitter, crushing me with words?
3 Ugboro iri ndị a ka unu kọcharala m, ihere adịghị eme unu na unu na-ebuso m agha?
Ten times now you have made sport of me; it gives you no sense of shame to do me wrong.
4 A sịkwarị na m bụ onye mmehie, ọ bụ naanị mụ onwe m ka ọ gbasara.
And, truly, if I have been in error, the effect of my error is only on myself.
5 Ọ bụrụ na unu na-ebuli onwe unu elu karịa m, ma were ọnọdụ ịdị ala m megide m,
If you make yourselves great against me, using my punishment as an argument against me,
6 mgbe ahụ, maranụ na Chineke emejọọla m, were ụgbụ ya tụọ m gburugburu.
Be certain that it is God who has done me wrong, and has taken me in his net.
7 “Ọ bụ ezie na m na-eti mkpu akwa sị: ‘A na-emejọ m.’ Ma ọ dịghị ọsịsa m na-anata; ọ bụ ezie na m na-eti mkpu ka e nyere m aka ma ikpe ziri ezi adịghị.
Truly, I make an outcry against the violent man, but there is no answer: I give a cry for help, but no one takes up my cause.
8 Ọ nọchiela ụzọ m ka m ghara ịgafe; o jirila ọchịchịrị kpuchie ụzọ m.
My way is walled up by him so that I may not go by: he has made my roads dark.
9 O yipụla m ugwu m, wepụkwa okpueze m kpu nʼisi.
He has put off my glory from me, and taken the crown from my head.
10 Ọ na-eti m ihe otiti nʼakụkụ niile, ruo mgbe m gabigara; ọ na-ehopu olileanya m dịka osisi.
I am broken down by him on every side, and I am gone; my hope is uprooted like a tree.
11 Iwe ya dị ọkụ megide m; ọ na-agụnyekwa m dịka onye iro ya.
His wrath is burning against me, and I am to him as one of his haters.
12 Ndị agha ya ji ike na-abịa; ha ewuola mgbidi were nnọchibido m ha agbaala ụlọ ikwu m gburugburu imegide m.
His armies come on together, they make their road high against me, and put up their tents round mine.
13 “O meela ka ụmụnne m na ndị enyi m si nʼebe m nọ pụọ.
He has taken my brothers far away from me; they have seen my fate and have become strange to me.
14 Ndị ikwu m anaghị etinyekwa uche nʼihe banyere m; ndị ezi enyi m niile echefuola m.
My relations and my near friends have given me up, and those living in my house have put me out of their minds.
15 Ndị ọbịa nọ nʼụlọ m na ndị odibo m nwanyị na-agụ m dịka onye ala ọzọ; adị m ka onye mba ọzọ nʼebe ha nọ.
I am strange to my women-servants, and seem to them as one from another country.
16 Ana m akpọ odibo m oku ma ọ dịghị aza m, ọ bụladị mgbe m jiri ọnụ m rịọ ya.
At my cry my servant gives me no answer, and I have to make a prayer to him.
17 Iku ume m abụrụla ihe nwunye m apụghị ịnagide; abụrụla m ihe arụ nye ụmụnne m.
My breath is strange to my wife, and I am disgusting to the offspring of my mother's body.
18 Ọ bụladị ụmụntakịrị nwoke na-akwa m emo; ha na-ejikwa m eme ihe ọchị mgbe ọbụla m pụtara.
Even young children have no respect for me; when I get up their backs are turned on me.
19 Ndị ahụ m kpọrọ ndị enyi ọma m na-ele m anya dịka m bụ ihe arụ; ndị ahụ niile m hụrụ nʼanya echigharịakwala megide m
All the men of my circle keep away from me; and those dear to me are turned against me.
20 Abụ m naanị ọkpụkpụ ọkpụkpụ; ihe m ji gbanarị ọnwụ adịghị ukwuu.
My bones are joined to my skin, and I have got away with my flesh in my teeth.
21 “Meerenụ m ebere, ndị enyi m, meerenụ m ebere, nʼihi na aka Chineke na-emegide m.
Have pity on me, have pity on me, O my friends! for the hand of God is on me.
22 Gịnị mere unu ji achụ m dịka Chineke si achụ m? Ọ ga-abụ na ahụhụ m ejubeghị unu afọ?
Why are you cruel to me, like God, for ever saying evil against me?
23 “Ọ gaara atọ m ụtọ ma a sị na e dekọrọ okwu m nʼakwụkwọ,
If only my words might be recorded! if they might be put in writing in a book!
24 na e ji mkpisi igwe dee ha, maọbụ kakwasị ha nʼelu mbadamba nkume ruo mgbe ebighị ebi.
And with an iron pen and lead be cut into the rock for ever!
25 Amara m na onye mgbapụta m na-adị ndụ, amakwaara m na ọ ga-eguzo nʼelu ụwa nʼoge ikpeazụ.
But I am certain that he who will take up my cause is living, and that in time to come he will take his place on the dust;
26 Mgbe e mebisikwara akpụkpọ ahụ m, ma nʼanụ ahụ m aga m ahụ Chineke.
And ... without my flesh I will see God;
27 Mụ onwe m ga-eji anya m abụọ hụ ya, mụ onwe m, ọ bụghị onye ọzọ. Lee ka obi m si anụ ọkụ nʼime m maka nke a!
Whom I will see on my side, and not as one strange to me. My heart is broken with desire.
28 “Ọ bụrụ na unu asị, ‘Anyị ga-emegide ya nʼihi na nsogbu a si nʼaka ya,’
If you say, How cruel we will be to him! because the root of sin is clearly in him:
29 unu onwe unu kwesiri ịtụ egwu mma agha; nʼihi na iwe ga-ebute ịta ahụhụ nke mma agha, mgbe ahụ, unu ga-ama na ikpe dị.”
Be in fear of the sword, for the sword is the punishment for such things, so that you may be certain that there is a judge.
