Job 5
1 “Kpọọ oku ma ị chọọ, ma onyekwanụ ga-aza gị? Ole ndị dị nsọ ị ga-agbakwuru?
“Pray, call, is there any to answer you? And to which of the holy ones do you turn?
2 Oke iwe na-egbu onye nzuzu, ekworo na-egbu onye na-enweghị uche.
For provocation slays the perverse, And envy puts to death the simple,
3 Mụ onwe m ahụla onye nzuzu ka ọ na-agba mgbọrọgwụ, mana mberede, abụrụ ụlọ ya ọnụ.
I have seen the perverse taking root, And I mark his habitation straight away,
4 Ụmụ ya na-anọpụ anya site nʼebe nchebe dị, a na-azọpịa ha nʼọnụ ụzọ ama, ọ dịkwaghị onye na-anapụta ha.
His sons are far from safety, And they are bruised in the gate, And there is no deliverer.
5 Onye agụụ na-agụ na-eripịa ihe o wetara nʼubi; ọ na-ewere ihe ubi ndị a ọ bụladị site nʼetiti ogwu; akụnụba ya ka onye akpịrị na-akpọ nkụ ga-achụso.
Whose harvest the hungry eat, And even take it from the thorns, And the designing swallowed their wealth.
6 Nʼihi na ọnọdụ ọjọọ adịghị esite nʼala pupụta, ma ọ bụkwanụ nsogbu adịghịkwa esite nʼala walite.
For sorrow does not come forth from the dust, Nor does misery spring up from the ground.
7 Kama, a mụrụ mmadụ nye nsogbu, dịka ire ọkụ si esite nʼọkụ a kwanyere na-amali elu.
For man is born to misery, And the sparks go high to fly.
8 “Ma ọ bụrụ na m bụ gị, m ga-ekpesara Chineke; ya ka m ga-akọsara ihe niile.
Yet I inquire for God, And for God I give my word,
9 Nʼihi na Chineke na-arụ ọrụ ịtụnanya karịrị nghọta, ọrụ ebube nke a na-apụghị ịgụta ọnụ.
Doing great things, and there is no searching. Wonderful, until there is no numbering.
10 Ọ bụ ya na-enye elu ụwa mmiri ozuzo, ma na-ezigakwa mmiri nʼubi niile.
Who is giving rain on the face of the land, And is sending waters on the out-places.
11 Ọ na-ebuli ndị dị ala elu, na-emekwa ka ndị na-eru ụjụ nọ nʼebe a na-echebe ha.
To set the low on a high place, And the mourners have been high [in] safety.
12 Ọ na-emebi nzube niile nke ndị aghụghọ, ka aka ha ghara imezu ihe ha zubere.
Making void thoughts of the cunning, And their hands do not execute wisdom.
13 Ọ na-ejide ndị oke amamihe nʼaghụghọ ha niile, mee ka atụmatụ ndị aghụghọ bụrụ ihe e kpochapụrụ.
Capturing the wise in their subtlety, And the counsel of wrestling ones was hurried,
14 Ọchịchịrị na-abịakwasị ha nʼoge ehihie, nʼetiti ehihie ha na-asọ ìsì dịka ndị nọ nʼọchịchịrị nke abalị;
By day they meet darkness, And as night—they grope at noon.
15 Ọ na-azọpụta ndị mkpa na-akpa, site na mma agha dị ha nʼọnụ, ọ na-anapụtakwa ha site nʼaka ndị dị ike.
He saves the needy from the sword in their mouth, And from a strong hand,
16 Ya mere, ndị ogbenye na-enwe olileanya, ikpe ezighị ezi na-emechikwa ọnụ ya.
And there is hope for the poor, And perverseness has shut her mouth.
17 “Ngọzị na-adịrị mmadụ ahụ Chineke na-adọ aka na ntị; ya mere, ajụla ịdọ aka na ntị nke Onye pụrụ ime ihe niile.
Behold, the blessedness of mortal man, God reproves him: And do not despise the discipline of the Mighty,
18 Nʼihi na ọ na-etihịa mmadụ ahụ ma na-ekechikwa ọnya ha; Ọ na-eti mmadụ ihe, ma aka ya na-agwọkwa.
For He pains, and He binds up, He strikes, and His hands heal.
19 Ọ ga-anapụta gị site nʼụzọ nsogbu isii, mee ka ihe ọjọọ hapụ irute gị na nsogbu nke asaa.
In six distresses He delivers you, And in seven evil does not strike on you.
20 Ọ ga-echebe gị ka ị hapụ ịnwụ nʼoge ụnwụ; chebekwa gị ka mma agha hapụ ịmetụ gị nʼoge agha.
In famine He has redeemed you from death, And in battle from the hands of the sword.
21 Ị ga-abụ onye a na-echebe site na nkwutọ nke ire ndị ga-ekwutọ gị. Ị gaghị atụkwa egwu mgbe mbibi bịara.
When the tongue scourges you are hid, And you are not afraid of destruction, When it comes.
22 Ị ga-achị ọchị nʼoge ụnwụ na nʼoge mbibi, ị gaghị atụkwa egwu ajọ anụ ọhịa dị iche iche.
At destruction and at hunger you mock, And of the beast of the earth, You are not afraid.
23 Nʼihi na gị na nkume niile dị nʼọhịa ga-agba ndụ, gị na anụ ọhịa ga-anọkwa nʼudo.
(For with sons of the field [is] your covenant, And the beast of the field Has been at peace with you.)
24 Ị ga-amata na ụlọ ikwu gị dị nʼudo; ị ga-agụkọ ihe niile i nwere chọpụta na o nweghị nke na-efu efu.
And you have known that your tent [is] peace, And inspected your habitation, and do not err,
25 Ị ga-amata na ụmụ gị ga-adị ọtụtụ, matakwa na ụmụ ụmụ gị dị ukwuu nʼọnụọgụgụ dịka ahịhịa dị nʼala.
And have known that your seed [is] numerous, And your offspring as the herb of the earth;
26 Ị ga-aba nʼili gị mgbe i mere nnọọ ezigbo agadi, dịka ọka a ghọrọ mgbe oge ya ruru.
You come in full age to the grave, As the going up of a stalk in its season.
27 “Anyị enyochaala ihe a, hụ na ọ bụ eziokwu. Ya mere nụrụ ya, ma jiri ya rụọ ọrụ na ndụ gị.”
Behold, this—we searched it out—it [is] right, listen; And you, know for yourself!”
