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?
Knowest thou the time when the chamois of the rock bring forth? or markest thou when the hinds do calve?
2 Ị na-agụkọ ọnwa ole afọ ime ha na-adị tupu ha amụọ nwa ha. Ị maara oge ha na-amụ ụmụ ha?
Numberest thou the months of gestation which they complete and knowest thou the time when they bring forth?
3 Ha na-amakpuru ala mụpụta nwa ha. Ihe mgbu nke ọmụmụ nwa ha ebiekwa.
They bend themselves: they drop their young ones; throw off their pains.
4 Ụmụ ha na-eto nʼọhịa gbasiekwa ike. Ha na-apụ, ha adịghị alaghachikwute ha ọzọ.
Their little ones become strong; they grow up in the open field; they go forth, and return not unto them.
5 “Onye na-eme ka ịnyịnya ibu ọhịa nwere onwe ya? Onye na-atọpụ agbụ e kere ya?
Who sent out the wild ass free? or who loosened the bonds of the forest-ass?
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 assigned the wilderness as his house, and the salty land as his dwellings.
7 Ụzụ dị nʼobodo adịghị emetụta ya, ọ naghị anụkwa mbigbọ nke onye na-achị ya.
He laugheth at the noise of a town, and the shoutings of the driver he heareth not.
8 Elu ugwu niile bụ ebe ịkpa nri ya, ebe ahụ ka ọ na-achọpụta ahịhịa ndụ ọbụla.
What he espieth on the mountains is his pasture, and after every green thing doth he search.
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 forest-ox be willing to serve thee, or will he stay over night at thy crib?
10 Ị nwere ike ime ka atụ rụọra gị ọrụ nʼubi gị? Ọ ga-akpụgharịrị gị ọgụ ị ji akọ ala?
Canst thou bind the forest-ox with a rope [to labor] in the furrow? or will he harrow valleys, following after thee?
11 Ị ga-atụkwasị ya obi nʼihi na ike ya hiri nne? Ị ga-ahapụrụ ya ọrụ ndị ahụ siri ike ka ọ rụọ?
Wilt thou trust him, because his strength is great? and wilt thou leave to him thy labor?
12 I nwere ike ịtụkwasị ya obi ka o gaa bulatara gị ọka site nʼebe ịzọcha ọka gị?
Wilt thou confide in him, that he should bring home thy seed, and gather it into thy threshing-floor?—
13 “Enyi nnụnụ na-eji ọṅụ gbasapụ nku ya, ma a pụghị iji nku ya tụnyere nku na abụba nke ụgbala.
The wing of the ostrich moveth joyfully: hath she the pinions and plumage of the careful stork?
14 Ọ na-eyi akwa ya nʼala ma hapụ ha ka uzuzu kpoo ha ọkụ.
[No, ] for she intrusteth her eggs to the earth, and letteth them be hatched out on the dust:
15 Ọ naghị emetụ ya nʼobi na ụkwụ nwere ike ịzọpịa ha maọbụ na anụ ọhịa nwere ike zọrie ha.
And she forgetteth that a foot may crush them, or that the beast of the field may stamp them down.
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.
He hath made her callous against her young, as though they were not hers: her labor is in vain, [but she feeleth] no dread;
17 Nʼihi na Chineke ekenyeghị ya amamihe maọbụ kenye ya oke na inwe uche.
Because God hath denied her wisdom, and he hath not imparted to her understanding.
18 Ma ọ na-agbalite ọsọ. Mgbe ọbụla ọ gbasara nku ya ịgba ọsọ, ọ na-achị ịnyịnya na onye na-agba ịnyịnya ọchị.
At the time she raiseth herself up on high, she laugheth at the horse and his rider.
19 “Ọ bụ gị na-enye ịnyịnya ike ya, ka ọ bụ gị mere ka ajị ogologo ahụ o nwere dịrị nʼolu ya?
Dost thou give the horse strength? dost thou clothe his neck with the rolling mane?
20 Ị na-eme ya ka ọ wụgharịa dịka igurube, were ebube nke ịmapụ imi ya na-eyinye ihe oke egwu?
Canst thou make him jump like a locust? his majestic snort is terrible.
21 Ọ na-azọ ụkwụ gam gam nʼala, ọ na-aṅụrị ọṅụ nʼihi ike ya, ọ na-apụ izute agha na-atụghị egwu.
Men spy about in the valley, and he rejoiceth in his strength: he goeth forth to meet the armed array.
22 Ọ na-achị ihe egwu ọchị, ụjọ ọbụla anaghị atụ ya; ọ naghị esi na mma agha wezuga onwe ya.
He laugheth at fear, and is not dismayed; and turneth not back from before the sword.
23 Akpa àkụ na-ayọgharị nʼakụkụ ya, ya na ùbe na arụa na-egbu maramara.
Over him rattle the quiver, the glittering spear and the lance.
24 Mgbe ụzụ agha bara ya nʼisi, ọ na-eripịa ala. Mgbe ọ nụrụ ụda opi ike, ọ naghị eguzo otu ebe.
With impatient noise and rage he holloweth [with his hoof] the ground, and keepeth not quiet when the cornet's voice [is heard].
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.
Midst the sound of the cornet he uttereth his joyful neigh; and from afar he perceiveth the battle, the loud call of the captains, and the battle-cry.—
26 “Ọ bụ site nʼamamihe gị ka egbe ji efego nʼelu, gbasaakwa nku ya gaa nʼebe ndịda?
Is it through thy understanding that the hawk flieth along, and spreadeth out his wings toward the south?
27 Ọ bụ gị nyere ugo iwu ifeli elu ma wuo akwụ ya nʼebe dị elu?
Or is it by your order that the eagle doth mount upward, and buildeth high up his nest?
28 Nʼelu nkume dị elu ka ọ na-ebi nọọkwa ọnọdụ abalị; ọwara nkume dị elu bụ ebe e wusiri ike ya.
On a rock he dwelleth, and spendeth his nights, on a rocky crag and mountain fastness.
29 O bụ site nʼebe ahụ ka ọ na-esi enyochapụta ihe ọ ga-eburu.
From there he espieth his food, from afar can his eyes behold.
30 Ụmụ ya na-amịchakwa ọbara, nʼihi na ebe ọ na-aga bụ ebe ọbụla ọ ga-ahụ ihe e gburu egbu.”
His young ones, also, sip up blood: and where the slain be, there is he.
