Job 30
1 “Ma ugbu a, ha na-akwa m emo bụ ndị bụ ụmụntakịrị nʼebe m nọ, bụ ndị nna ha na-etorughị ndị m na-ezipụ ka ha na nkịta na-eso atụrụ m nọkọta.
“But now men who are younger than I am make fun of me— men whose fathers I greatly despised, with the result that I would not even have allowed them to help my dogs guard my sheep.
2 Uru gịnị ka ike aka ha ga-abara m, ebe ọ bụ na ha adịghịkwa ike?
They were men who were old and (weak/worn out); so (what could I gain from them working for me?/I would have gained nothing from them working for me.) [RHQ]
3 Ha bụ ndị ike gwụrụ site nʼụkọ na agụụ, ha na-agagharị nʼala kpọrọ nkụ na-awagharịkwa nʼime ọzara nʼabalị.
They were very poor and hungry, with the result that they chewed on roots [at night] in dry and desolate places.
4 Nʼala ọhịa ka ha na-atụrị ahịhịa nnu, mgbọrọgwụ osisi brum bụkwa nri ha.
They pulled up plants in the desert [and ate them] and warmed themselves by [burning] the roots of broom trees.
5 A chụpụrụ ha site nʼetiti ndị mmadụ ibe ha, a na-etiso ha mkpu dịka ha bụ ndị ohi.
Everyone shouted at them as though they were thieves and expelled them [from their areas].
6 A chụpụrụ ha ka ha gaa biri nʼala iyi mmiri na-adịghị. Ha bi nʼetiti ọgba nkume na ọnụ a tụrụ nʼime ala.
They were forced to live in caves in the hills, in holes in the ground, and in the sides of cliffs.
7 Ha na-eme ụzụ nʼọhịa dịka ụmụ anụmanụ, na-ejikọta onwe ha nʼahịhịa toro nʼokpuru osisi.
In the bushes they howled [like animals because they were hungry], and they huddled together under thornbushes.
8 Ha bụ ndị e ledara anya, ndị na-enweghị aha, e sitere nʼala ahụ chụpụ ha.
They were people without good sense, whose names no one knows; they have been expelled from the land [where they were born].
9 “Ma ugbu a, abụrụla m ihe ụmụ okorobịa ji abụ abụ ịkwa emo; abụrụkwala m okwu ha ji anọpụrụ ụbọchị.
“And now their [children] sing songs to make fun of me. They tell jokes about me.
10 Abụ m ihe ịsọ oyi nye ha, ha adịghị abịakwa m nso; ha anaghị egbu oge igbu m asọ mmiri nʼihu.
They are disgusted with me, and they [usually] stay away from me, [but when they see me, ] they are happy to spit in my face.
11 Ma ugbu a, ebe ọ bụ na Chineke atọpụla eriri ụta m ma kpagbuo m, o nwekwaghị ihe ha na-adịghị eme nʼihu m.
Because [it is as though] [MET] God has cut my bowstring, [he has caused me to be unable to defend myself, ] and he has humbled me, and my enemies have done to me whatever they wanted.
12 Nʼaka nri m mba ndị a na-ebuso m agha. Ha na-esiri ụkwụ m ọnya, ha na-ewuli mgbidi ha nọchibido m.
(Gangs/Groups of violent youths) attack me and force me to run away; they prepare to destroy me.
13 Ha na-etiwasị ụzọ m, ha kwadoro mmekpa ahụ m. ‘O nweghị onye ga-enyere ya aka,’ ka ha na-ekwu.
They prevent me from escaping, and they [do] not [need] anyone to help them (OR, there is no one to help me).
14 Ha na-abịakwasị m dịka ndị sitere ebe e tipuru mgbidi; nʼetiti mbibi ya ha na-enu onwe ha enute nʼebe m nọ.
[It is as though I am a city wall and] [SIM] they have broken through the wall, and they have come crashing down on me.
15 Oke egwu abịakwasịla m; ugwu m adịla ka ihe ifufe buuru, nchekwa m agabigala dịka igwe ojii.
I am very terrified; My dignity/honor has been taken away as though [SIM] [it has been] blown away by the wind, and my prosperity has disappeared like [SIM] clouds disappear.
16 “Ugbu a, ndụ m ji nwayọọ nwayọọ na-agabiga; ụbọchị ahụhụ ejidela m.
“And now I [SYN] am about to die [IDM]; I suffer every day.
17 Abalị na-esewasị ọkpụkpụ m, ihe mgbu m nke na-ata ata enweghị ezumike.
My bones ache during the night, and the pain that torments me never stops.
18 Nʼoke ike ya, Chineke na-adịrị m ka uwe; ọ na-ekechi m dịka olu uwe m.
[It is as though God] seizes my clothes and chokes me with the collar of my coat.
19 Ọ na-atụba m nʼime apịtị, mee ka m ghọọ ntụ na aja.
He has thrown me into the mud; I am [not worth anything more than] dust and ashes.
20 “Chineke m, anam etiku gị ma ị dịghị aza m; anam eguzo ọtọ, ma naanị anya ka i lere m.
“I cry out to God, but he does not answer/help me; I stand up [and pray], but he does not pay any attention.
21 Ị na-emegide m na-enweghị obi ebere; i ji aka gị dị ike megide m.
He acts very cruelly toward me; with all of his power [MTY] he causes me to suffer.
22 Ị na-ejide m nʼike welie m elu chụba m nʼoke ifufe, ị na-eme ka m bụrụ onye na-akwụfegharị nʼoke ifufe nke mmiri.
He [allows] the wind to lift me up and blow me away, and he tosses me up and down in a violent storm.
23 Amara m na ị ga-eweda m ruo ọnwụ; ruo nʼebe e debeere mmadụ niile dị ndụ.
I know that he will cause me to die, which is what happens to everyone [MTY] who is alive.
24 “Nʼezie, ọ dịghị onye na-emegide onye e tidara nʼala; mgbe ọ na-eti mkpu nʼọnọdụ nhụju anya ya na-achọ enyemaka.
“When people experience disasters, and they sit on a pile of ruins and cry out for help, others surely [RHQ] reach out their hand to help them.
25 Ọ bụ na m akwaghị akwa nʼihi ndị nọ na nsogbu; ọ bụ na mmụọ m erughị ụjụ nʼihi ndị ogbenye?
[That is what I did previously]. I wept for people who were experiencing troubles, and I felt sorry for poor/needy people.
26 Ma mgbe m lere anya ihe ọma, ihe ọjọọ bịara; mgbe m lere anya ìhè, mgbe ahụ ka ọchịchịrị bịara.
But when I expected good things [to happen to me], evil things happened; when I waited for light/happiness, all I experienced was darkness/unhappiness [MET].
27 Obi m anaghị ezu ike nʼime m; ụbọchị ahụhụ na-ezute m.
I am very distressed [IDM], all the time; I suffer every day.
28 Ana m agagharị na-eji nji ma ọ bụghị nʼihi oke anwụ. Eguzola m ọtọ nʼọgbakọ ndị mmadụ tikuo ha ka ha nyere m aka.
I go about very discouraged; I stand up and plead for people to help me.
29 Abụrụla m nwanne nkịta ọhịa; onye ya na ikwighịkwighị na-esogharị.
My wailing sounds as sad as [MET] the cries of jackals/foxes and ostriches.
30 Akpụkpọ ahụ m na-eji nji na-ekpe iwere; anụ ahụ m na-anụ ọkụ dịka ihe a kwanyere ọkụ.
My skin has become dark/black and is peeling off, and I have a fever [which causes my body to feel like it is] burning.
31 Ụda ụbọ akwara m bụ ụda iru ụjụ; ụda ọja m bụkwa ụda iti mkpu akwa.
Previously, I played joyful music on my harp and with my flute, but now I play only the sad music of those who mourn.”
