< Job 41 >

1 “Ị pụrụ iji nko azụ jide Leviatan maọbụ jiri ụdọ kegide ire ya bịada ya?
Can you pull out Leviathan with a hook? Can you tie its mouth shut?
2 Ị pụrụ ikenye eriri nʼimi ya maọbụ were ngu igwe mapuo agba ya?
Can you thread a rope through its nose? Can you pass a hook through its jaw?
3 Ọ ga-arịọ gị arịrịọ ka i meere ya ebere? Ọ ga-eji olu dị nro gwa gị okwu?
Will it beg you to let it go? Or will it talk softly to you?
4 Ọ ga-ekwe ka gị na ya baa nʼọgbụgba ndụ ka i were ya dịka ohu gị ogologo ndụ ya niile?
Will it make a contract with you? Will it agree to be your slave forever?
5 Ị ga-eji ya gwurie egwu dịka nnụnụ? Maọbụ kee ya eriri nye ya ụmụ agbọghọ nọ nʼụlọ gị?
Will you play with it like a pet bird? Will you put it on a leash for your girls?
6 Ndị ahịa ha ga-eji ya zụọ ahịa? Ha ga-eke ya nʼetiti ndị mgbereahịa?
Will your trading partners decide on a price for him, and divide him up among the merchants?
7 Ị pụrụ iji igwe nko mejuo akpụkpọ ahụ ya maọbụ iji ùbe ndị ọkụ azụ dupuo isi ya?
Can you pierce his skin with many harpoons, its head with fishing spears?
8 Ọ bụrụ na ị tụkwasị ya aka, ị gaghị echefu ọgụ ọ ga-alụso gị. Ị gakwaghị anwa ya ọzọ.
If you were to grab hold of it, imagine the battle you would have! You wouldn't do that again!
9 Ọ bụ ime ihe nzuzu bụ mmadụ ịgbalị ijide ya. Naanị ilekwasị ya anya na-eyi egwu.
Any hope to capture it is foolish. Anyone who tries is thrown to the ground.
10 Nʼihi nke a, o nweghị onye nwere obi ike ịkpasu ya iwe. Ọ bụ onye pụrụ iguzogide m?
Since no one has the courage to provoke Leviathan, who would dare to stand up against me?
11 Olee onye m ji ụgwọ nke m na-aghaghị ịkwụ? Ihe niile dị nʼokpuru eluigwe bụ nke m.
Who has confronted me with any claim that I should repay? Everything under heaven belongs to me.
12 “Agaghị m akwụsị ikwu ihe banyere ụkwụ na aka Leviatan, na ike ya, na ụdịdị ya mara mma.
Let me tell you about Leviathan: its powerful legs and graceful proportions.
13 Onye nwere ike ikpughepụ ihe e ji kpuchie ya ahụ? Onye nwekwara ike ịbanye nʼagba ya apịajiri okpukpu abụọ?
Who can remove its hide? Who can penetrate its double coat of armor?
14 Onye pụrụ imeghe ụzọ nke ọnụ ya, nke eze dị oke egwu gbara gburugburu?
Who can open its jaws? Its teeth are terrifying!
15 Azụ ya nwere ọta ndị e doro nʼusoro nke e mechisịrị ike ka ha rapara nʼahụ ibe ha,
Its pride is its rows of scales, closed tightly together.
16 nke ọbụla dị ibe ya nso, na ikuku enweghị ike gafee nʼetiti ha.
Its scales are so close together that no air can pass between them.
17 E jikọtara ha ọnụ nke ọma, ha na-ejisi onwe ha ike, enweghị ike ikewa ha.
Each scale attaches to the next; they lock together and nothing can penetrate them.
18 Ìhè na-enwupụta mgbe ọbụla o zere uzere; anya ya abụọ na-achakwa dịka anwụ ụtụtụ.
When it sneezes light shines out. Its eyes are like the rising sun.
19 Ire ọkụ na-asọpụta site nʼọnụ ya, icheku ọkụ na-ekepụtakwa nʼọnụ ya.
Flames pour from its mouth, sparks of fire shoot out.
20 Anwụrụ ọkụ na-esi nʼimi ya na-apụta, dịka ukuru ọkụ nke na-esi nʼime mmiri na-agbọ nʼelu osisi achara.
Smoke comes from its nostrils, like steam from a kettle on a fire made of reeds.
21 Ume ọ na-ekupụta na-afụnwu ọkụ icheku. Ire ọkụ na-esitekwa nʼọnụ ya na-amapụ dịka àkụ.
Its breath sets fire to charcoal as flames shoot from its mouth.
22 Ike nwere ọnọdụ nʼolu ya, obi ịlọ mmiri na-aga ya nʼihu.
Its neck is powerful, and all who face him shake with terror.
23 Akpụkpọ anụ ahụ ya bụ ihe jikọtara ọnụ nke ọma, ha siri ike na-apụghị inugharị ha.
Its body is dense and solid, as if it is made from cast metal.
24 Obi ya dị ike dịka nkume, dịka nkume e ji akwọ ihe.
Its heart is rock-hard, like a millstone.
25 Mgbe o bilitere ọtọ, ndị dike na-atụ oke ụjọ; ha na-alaghachi azụ nʼihi mmagharị ya.
When it rises, even the powerful are terrified; they retreat as it thrashes about.
26 O nweghị mma agha ọbụla pụrụ igbochi ya, o nwekwaghị ùbe igwe, maọbụ àkụ maọbụ ihe ọbụla a pịrị ọnụ ya apị nke pụrụ igbochi ya.
Swords just bounce off it, as do spears, darts, and javelins.
27 Nʼebe ọ nọ, igwe dị ka ahịhịa; bronz dịkwa ka osisi rere ure nʼebe ọ nọ.
It brushes aside iron like straw, and bronze like rotten wood.
28 Àkụ adịghị eme ka ọ gbalaga, ịtụ ya nkume dị ka ịtụ ya igbugbo ọka.
Arrows cannot make it run away; stones from slingshots are like pieces of stubble.
29 Mkpọrọ osisi na-adị ya ka ahịhịa ọka, ọ na-achị ọchị na mkpọtụ arụa na-eme.
Clubs are also treated like stubble; it laughs at the sound made by flying spears.
30 Okpuru afọ ya dị ka ejuju dị nkọ, nke na-ahapụ ụzọ nʼapịtị dịka igwe eji azọcha mkpụrụ ọka site nʼogbe ya.
Its underparts are covered with points as sharp as broken pots; when it drags itself through the mud it leaves marks like a threshing sledge.
31 Ọ na-eme mmiri dị ogbu ka ọ gbọọ dịka ite; ọ na-akpagharị oke osimiri ka ọ dị ka mmanụ otite dị nʼite.
It churns up the sea like water in a boiling pot, like a steaming bowl when ointment is mixed.
32 Ọ na-ahapụ ụfụfụ nʼazụ mgbe ọ na-aga; mmadụ ga-eche na ọ osimiri nwere isi awọ.
It leaves a glistening wake behind it as if the sea had white hair.
33 O nweghị ihe ọzọ dị nʼụwa yiri ya, o nweghị ihe na-emenye ya ụjọ.
There is nothing on earth like it: a creature that has no fear.
34 Ọ na-eleda ndị mpako niile anya. Ọ bụkwa eze nʼebe ndị na-anya isi nọ.”
It looks down on all other creatures. It is the proudest of all.”

< Job 41 >