Job 39
1 “Ị maara mgbe ewu ọhịa bi nʼelu ugwu ji amụ nwa? O nweela mgbe ị ji hụ nne ele ka ọ na-amụpụta nwa ya?
Have you knowledge of the rock-goats? or do you see the roes giving birth to their young?
2 Ị na-agụkọ ọnwa ole afọ ime ha na-adị tupu ha amụọ nwa ha. Ị maara oge ha na-amụ ụmụ ha?
Is the number of their months fixed by you? or is the time when they give birth ordered by you?
3 Ha na-amakpuru ala mụpụta nwa ha. Ihe mgbu nke ọmụmụ nwa ha ebiekwa.
They are bent down, they give birth to their young, they let loose the fruit of their body.
4 Ụmụ ha na-eto nʼọhịa gbasiekwa ike. Ha na-apụ, ha adịghị alaghachikwute ha ọzọ.
Their young ones are strong, living in the open country; they go out and do not come back again.
5 “Onye na-eme ka ịnyịnya ibu ọhịa nwere onwe ya? Onye na-atọpụ agbụ e kere ya?
Who has let the ass of the fields go free? or made loose the bands of the loud-voiced beast?
6 Nke m nyere ala ihe na-adịghị ka ọ bụrụ ebe obibi ha, ala nnu ahụ ka ọ bụrụ ụlọ ha.
To whom I have given the waste land for a heritage, and the salt land as a living-place.
7 Ụzụ dị nʼobodo adịghị emetụta ya, ọ naghị anụkwa mbigbọ nke onye na-achị ya.
He makes sport of the noise of the town; the voice of the driver does not come to his ears;
8 Elu ugwu niile bụ ebe ịkpa nri ya, ebe ahụ ka ọ na-achọpụta ahịhịa ndụ ọbụla.
He goes looking for his grass-lands in the mountains, searching out every green thing.
9 “Ị nwere ike ime ka atụ jeere gị ozi? Ị nwere ike ime ka ọ nọdụ nʼabalị nʼụlọ ebe ị na-azụ anụ ụlọ gị nri?
Will the ox of the mountains be your servant? or is his night's resting-place by your food-store?
10 Ị nwere ike ime ka atụ rụọra gị ọrụ nʼubi gị? Ọ ga-akpụgharịrị gị ọgụ ị ji akọ ala?
Will he be pulling your plough with cords, turning up the valleys after you?
11 Ị ga-atụkwasị ya obi nʼihi na ike ya hiri nne? Ị ga-ahapụrụ ya ọrụ ndị ahụ siri ike ka ọ rụọ?
Will you put your faith in him, because his strength is great? will you give the fruit of your work into his care?
12 I nwere ike ịtụkwasị ya obi ka o gaa bulatara gị ọka site nʼebe ịzọcha ọka gị?
Will you be looking for him to come back, and get in your seed to the crushing-floor?
13 “Enyi nnụnụ na-eji ọṅụ gbasapụ nku ya, ma a pụghị iji nku ya tụnyere nku na abụba nke ụgbala.
Is the wing of the ostrich feeble, or is it because she has no feathers,
14 Ọ na-eyi akwa ya nʼala ma hapụ ha ka uzuzu kpoo ha ọkụ.
That she puts her eggs on the earth, warming them in the dust,
15 Ọ naghị emetụ ya nʼobi na ụkwụ nwere ike ịzọpịa ha maọbụ na anụ ọhịa nwere ike zọrie ha.
Without a thought that they may be crushed by the foot, and broken by the beasts of the field?
16 Ọ na-emeso ụmụ ya ihe ike dịka a ga-asị na ha abụghị nke ya, ọ dịghị emetụta ya na ndọgbu nʼọrụ ya nwere ike i bụ nʼefu, ma ọ dịghị atụ egwu.
She is cruel to her young ones, as if they were not hers; her work is to no purpose; she has no fear.
17 Nʼihi na Chineke ekenyeghị ya amamihe maọbụ kenye ya oke na inwe uche.
For God has taken wisdom from her mind, and given her no measure of knowledge.
18 Ma ọ na-agbalite ọsọ. Mgbe ọbụla ọ gbasara nku ya ịgba ọsọ, ọ na-achị ịnyịnya na onye na-agba ịnyịnya ọchị.
When she is shaking her wings on high, she makes sport of the horse and of him who is seated on him.
19 “Ọ bụ gị na-enye ịnyịnya ike ya, ka ọ bụ gị mere ka ajị ogologo ahụ o nwere dịrị nʼolu ya?
Do you give strength to the horse? is it by your hand that his neck is clothed with power?
20 Ị na-eme ya ka ọ wụgharịa dịka igurube, were ebube nke ịmapụ imi ya na-eyinye ihe oke egwu?
Is it through you that he is shaking like a locust, in the pride of his loud-sounding breath?
21 Ọ na-azọ ụkwụ gam gam nʼala, ọ na-aṅụrị ọṅụ nʼihi ike ya, ọ na-apụ izute agha na-atụghị egwu.
He is stamping with joy in the valley; he makes sport of fear.
22 Ọ na-achị ihe egwu ọchị, ụjọ ọbụla anaghị atụ ya; ọ naghị esi na mma agha wezuga onwe ya.
In his strength he goes out against the arms of war, turning not away from the sword.
23 Akpa àkụ na-ayọgharị nʼakụkụ ya, ya na ùbe na arụa na-egbu maramara.
The bow is sounding against him; he sees the shining point of spear and arrow.
24 Mgbe ụzụ agha bara ya nʼisi, ọ na-eripịa ala. Mgbe ọ nụrụ ụda opi ike, ọ naghị eguzo otu ebe.
Shaking with passion, he is biting the earth; he is not able to keep quiet at the sound of the horn;
25 Mgbe ụzụ agha bara ya nʼisi, ọ na-eti mkpu sị, ‘Ahaa!’ Site nʼebe dị anya ka ọ na-anụ isisi agha. Ọ na-aṅụrịkwa ọṅụ maka iti mkpu nke ndị ọchịagha nʼoge agha.
When it comes to his ears he says, Aha! He is smelling the fight from far off, and hearing the thunder of the captains, and the war-cries.
26 “Ọ bụ site nʼamamihe gị ka egbe ji efego nʼelu, gbasaakwa nku ya gaa nʼebe ndịda?
Is it through your knowledge that the hawk takes his flight, stretching out his wings to the south?
27 Ọ bụ gị nyere ugo iwu ifeli elu ma wuo akwụ ya nʼebe dị elu?
Or is it by your orders that the eagle goes up, and makes his resting-place on high?
28 Nʼelu nkume dị elu ka ọ na-ebi nọọkwa ọnọdụ abalị; ọwara nkume dị elu bụ ebe e wusiri ike ya.
On the rock is his house, and on the mountain-top his strong place.
29 O bụ site nʼebe ahụ ka ọ na-esi enyochapụta ihe ọ ga-eburu.
From there he is watching for food; his eye sees it far off.
30 Ụmụ ya na-amịchakwa ọbara, nʼihi na ebe ọ na-aga bụ ebe ọbụla ọ ga-ahụ ihe e gburu egbu.”
His young have blood for their drink, and where the dead bodies are, there is he to be seen.
