Job 6
1 Mgbe ahụ, Job zara sị:
Then Job responded:
2 “A sịkwarị na a pụrụ ịtụ ihe mgbu m ya na nhụju anya m niile nʼelu nʼihe ọtụtụ!
“If my grief could be weighed and my troubles placed on the scales
3 Ọ ghaghị ịdị arọ karịa aja dị nʼọnụ mmiri ọtụtụ osimiri, nke mere okwu m ji ada ike ike.
they would be heavier than the sand of the sea. That's why I spoke so rashly.
4 Àkụ Onye pụrụ ime ihe niile gbara dị nʼime m; mmụọ m na-aṅụkwa nsi dị na ha; ihe egwu Chineke edoola onwe ha nʼusoro imegide m.
For the arrows of the Almighty are in me; their poison saps my spirit. God's terrors are lined up against me.
5 Ịnyịnya ibu ọhịa ọ na-akwa akwa mgbe o nwere ahịhịa ọ na-ata, ka oke ehi ọ na-akwa akwa mgbe ihe oriri ya dị?
Don't wild donkeys bray when their grass is gone? Don't cattle groan when they don't have food!
6 A na-eri nri na-adịghị ụtọ ma e etinyeghị ya nnu, ka o nwere ụtọ dị na eso ọkwụrụ?
Can something that's tasteless be eaten without salt? Is there any taste in the white of an egg?
7 A jụrụ m ịmetụ ya aka, nʼihi na nri dị otu a na-eme ka m daa ọrịa.
I just can't touch any food—even the thought makes me feel sick!
8 “O, asị nnọọ na a ga-emere m ihe m na-arịọ, na Chineke ga-enye m ihe m na-atụ anya ya.
Oh, if only I could have what I really want, that God would give me what I most desire—
9 Ọbụladị ka Chineke kwe igwepịa m ka ọ tọpụ aka ya, bipụ ndụ m.
that God would be willing to crush me to death, that he would just let me die!
10 Mgbe ahụ, aga m enwe nkasiobi a, wụlikwaa elu nʼime ihe mgbu na-adịgide, na o nwebeghị oge ọbụla m gọnarịrị okwu nke Onye ahụ dị nsọ.
But it still comforts me to know, making me happy through the never-ending pain, that I have never rejected the words of God.
11 “Ike gịnị ka m nwere, na m ga-anọgide na-enwe olileanya ndụ? Ọganihu gịnị dị, na m na-anọgide na-enwe ndidi?
Why should I go on waiting when I don't have the strength? Why should I keep going when I don't know what is going to happen to me?
12 Ọ ga-abụ na m nwere ike nkume? Ka anụ ahụ m ọ bụ bronz?
Am I as strong as rock? Am I made out of bronze?
13 Ọ ga-abụ na m nwere ike inyere onwe m aka, ugbu a, e siterela nʼebe m nọ wezuga nzube?
How can I help myself now that any chance of success is ripped away from me?
14 “Onye ọbụla nʼejichi ebere site nʼebe enyi ya nọ na-agbakụta egwu Onye pụrụ ime ihe niile azụ.
Anyone who isn't kind to a friend has given up respecting the Almighty.
15 Ma ụmụnna m bụ ndị a na-ekwesighị ịdabere na ha, dịka iyi mmiri na-akọ, dịka iyi nke na-etofe ọnụ ya,
My brothers have acted as deceptively as a desert stream, rushing waters in the desert that vanish.
16 nke na-eji ojii nʼihi mkpụrụ mmiri oyi, nke unyi jupụtara nʼihi mgbaze nke mkpụrụ mmiri oyi.
The stream floods when it is full of dark ice and melting snow,
17 Nke na-akwụsị ịsọpụta nʼoge ọkọchị, nke na-ata ata nʼihi okpomọkụ.
but in the heat it dries up and disappears, vanishing from where it once was.
18 Ndị ije na-atụgharị site nʼokporoụzọ ije ha. Ha na-arịgo nʼala akọrọ si otu a laa nʼiyi.
Camel caravans turn aside to look for water, but don't find any and they die.
19 Ndị ije si Tema na-ele anya mmiri, otu a kwa ndị ahịa Sheba na-ele anya nʼolileanya.
Caravans from Tema looked, travelers from Sheba were confident,
20 Obi mgbu na-ejide ha nʼihi na ha nwere ntụkwasị obi, ha bịarutere ebe ahụ, bụrụ ndị emenyere ihere.
but their hopes were dashed—they came and found nothing.
21 Ma ugbu a, unu egosila na unu abaghị uru, unu ahụla ihe na-eyi egwu ma ụjọ ejidela unu.
Now you are no help, just like that—you see my trouble and you're afraid.
22 O nweela mgbe m sịrị unu, ‘Nyenụ ihe ọbụla nʼọnọdụ m, sitenụ nʼakụnụba unu kwụọ ụgwọ ịgbapụta m,
Have I asked you for anything? Have I told you to bribe anyone for me from your wealth?
23 gbapụtanụ m nʼaka ndị iro, maọbụ napụtanụ m nʼaka ndị na-enweghị obi ebere’?
Have I asked you to rescue me from an enemy? Have I told you to save me from my oppressors?
24 “Zienụ m ihe ga-eme ka m mechie ọnụ, gosi m ebe m si mejọọ.
Explain this to me, and I'll be quiet. Show me where I'm wrong.
25 Eziokwu na-egbu mgbu nʼobi! Ma gịnị ka ịrụ ụka unu na-ewepụta?
Honest words are painful, but what do your arguments prove?
26 Ị chọrọ idozi okwu ọnụ m? Si otu a mee ka okwu onye ike gwụrụ ghọọ ikuku efu?
Are you going to argue over what I said, when the words of someone in despair should be left to blow away in the wind?
27 Unu nwere ike ife nza nʼisi onye na-enweghị nna, ma refukwaa enyi unu.
You would play dice to win an orphan; you would bargain away your friend!
28 “Lezie m anya nke ọma, ọ dị unu ka m nwere ike ilegide unu anya gwa unu okwu ụgha?
Look me in the eye and see if I'm lying to your face!
29 Kwụsịnụ ihe unu na-eme. Unu abụla ndị na-eme ihe na-ezighị ezi, tuleenụ ihe unu na-eme, nʼihi na ezi omume m ka guzosiri ike.
Don't talk like this! Don't be unjust! What I'm saying is right.
30 Ọ dị ihe ọjọọ si nʼegbugbere ọnụ m abụọ pụta? Ọ bụ na ọnụ m apụghị ịchọpụta nzube iro?
I'm not telling lies—don't you think I wouldn't know if I was wrong?”
