Job 32
1 Mgbe ahụ, ndị ikom atọ ndị a kwusịrị ịsa Job okwu ọbụla ọzọ nʼihi na ọ hụrụ onwe ya dịka onye ezi omume.
So these three men ceased to respond to Job, because, he, was righteous in their eyes.
2 Ma oke iwe were Elihu nwa Barakel onye obodo Buz, si nʼikwu Ram megide Job nʼihi na ọ gụrụ onwe ya dịka onye ezi omume karịa Chineke.
Then was kindled the anger of Elihu, son of Barachel the Buzite of the family of Ram, —against Job, was kindled his anger, because he justified his own soul rather than God;
3 Iwe wekwara ya nʼebe mmadụ atọ ndị enyi Job nọ, nʼihi na ọ dịghị ebe ha hụtara Job dịka onye ụzọ ya na-ezighị ezi, ma ha gara nʼihu ịma ya ikpe.
and, against his three friends, was kindled his anger, —because that they found not a response, and condemned God.
4 Ma ruo ugbu a, Elihu agwaghị Job okwu ọbụla nʼihi na ndị ọzọ bụ okenye nʼebe ọ nọ.
But, Elihu, had waited for Job with words, because the others were older than he.
5 Ma mgbe ọ hụrụ na ndị ikom atọ ndị a enweghị okwu ọzọ ha ga-ekwu, nke a kpasuru ya iwe.
Howbeit, when Elihu saw that there was no response in the mouth of the three men, then was kindled his anger.
6 Ma Elihu nwa Barakel onye obodo Buz zara sị: “Abụ m nwantakịrị nʼọnụọgụgụ afọ m gbara, ma unu bụ ndị okenye; ọ bụ nke a mere m ji gbaa nkịtị nʼụjọ, hapụ ịgwa unu ihe m maara.
So then Elihu, son of Barachel, the Buzite, responded and said: —Young, am I, whereas, ye, are aged, For this cause, I faltered, and feared—to shew my knowledge unto you:
7 Echere m nʼobi m sị, ‘Ọnụọgụgụ afọ ga-ekwu okwu; ọtụtụ afọ ka ọ dịkwara ikuzi amamihe.’
I said, Days, should speak, —and, the multitude of years, should make known wisdom.
8 Ma ọ bụ mmụọ dị nʼime mmadụ, nkuume nke Onye pụrụ ime ihe niile na-enye nghọta.
Yet surely, there is a spirit in men, and, the inspiration of the Almighty, giveth them understanding;
9 Ọ bụghị naanị ndị okenye bụ ndị mara ihe, ọ bụkwaghị naanị ndị gbara ọtụtụ afọ bụ ndị na-aghọta ihe ziri ezi.
Great men, may not be wise, nor, elders, understand justice.
10 “Ya mere m na-asị, Geenụ m ntị; mụ onwe m ga-agwa unu ihe m ma.
Therefore, I said, Hearken unto me, I will show my knowledge—even I.
11 Echeere m oge niile unu na-ekwu okwu, egere m ntị na ntụgharị uche unu, oge niile unu na-achọpụta okwu unu ga-ekwu.
Lo! I waited for your words, I kept giving ear for your reasons, until ye should search out what to say;
12 Egere m nnọọ unu ntị, ma ọ dịghị onye nʼime unu nwerela ike gosi Job ụzọ o si jehie; ọ dịghị onye nʼime unu zaghachiri ịrụ ụka ya.
Yea, unto you, gave I diligent heed, —But lo! there was, for Job, nothing to convince, nor could you of you answer his speeches.
13 Unu ekwula sị, ‘Anyị achọtala amamihe; ka Chineke na-abụghị mmadụ gosi ya mmehie ya.’
Lest ye should say, We have found out wisdom. GOD, must put him to flight, not man.
14 Ma Job edozighị okwu ya nʼusoro megide m, ya mere agaghị m eji ịrụ ụka unu zaghachi ya.
Since he directed not to me discourse, therefore, with your speeches, will I not reply to him.
15 “Ha adaala mba na-enweghị ihe ọzọ ha ga-ekwu; ike okwu agwụla ha.
They were dismayed, they responded no more, they suffered speech to forsake them;
16 M ga-echere, ugbu a ha deere duu, ugbu a ha guzo ebe ahụ na-enweghị ọsịsa?
Though I waited, yet could they not speak, Surely they came to a stand, they responded no more.
17 Mụ onwe m ga-ekwu uche m; ihe m maara ka mụ onwe m ga-ekwu,
I will respond, even I—on my part, I will shew my knowledge, even I!
18 nʼihi na okwu juru m ọnụ, ọ bụkwa mmụọ dị nʼime m na-akwagide m.
For I am full of discourse, The spirit in my bosom, presseth me on.
19 Nʼime m, adị m ka mmanya na-agbọ ụfụfụ a kwuchiri na karama, dịka karama akpụkpọ ọhụrụ dị njikere ịgbawa.
Lo! my bosom, is like wine not opened, Like new wine-skins, it will burst.
20 Aga m ekwurịrị okwu ka m sị nʼụzọ dị otu a chọta izuike; aga m emeghe egbugbere ọnụ m ma zaghachi.
I will speak, that I may freely breathe, I will open my lips and respond.
21 Agaghị m ekpe mmadụ ọbụla ikpe mmegide maọbụ jaa mmadụ ọbụla mma nʼụzọ na-ezighị ezi.
Let me be partial to no man, and, unto no son of earth, give flattering titles,
22 Nʼihi na ọ bụrụ na m bụ ọka nwere ire ụtọ nʼịja ihe na-ezighị ezi mma, Onye kere m ga-ewepụ m nʼoge na-adịghị anya.
Surely I know not how to give flattering titles, How soon might my Maker take me away!
