Job 6
1 Mgbe ahụ, Job zara sị:
Then Job answered and said:
2 “A sịkwarị na a pụrụ ịtụ ihe mgbu m ya na nhụju anya m niile nʼelu nʼihe ọtụtụ!
Oh that my vexation were but weighed, and my calamity laid in the balances altogether!
3 Ọ ghaghị ịdị arọ karịa aja dị nʼọnụ mmiri ọtụtụ osimiri, nke mere okwu m ji ada ike ike.
For now it would be heavier than the sand of the seas; therefore are my words broken.
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 within me, the poison whereof my spirit drinketh up; the terrors of God do set themselves in array 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?
Doth the wild ass bray when he hath grass? or loweth the ox over his fodder?
6 A na-eri nri na-adịghị ụtọ ma e etinyeghị ya nnu, ka o nwere ụtọ dị na eso ọkwụrụ?
Can that which hath no savour be eaten without salt? or is there any taste in the juice of mallows?
7 A jụrụ m ịmetụ ya aka, nʼihi na nri dị otu a na-eme ka m daa ọrịa.
My soul refuseth to touch them; they are as the sickness of my flesh.
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 that I might have my request, and that God would grant me the thing that I long for!
9 Ọbụladị ka Chineke kwe igwepịa m ka ọ tọpụ aka ya, bipụ ndụ m.
Even that it would please God to crush me; that He would let loose His hand, and cut me off!
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.
Then should I yet have comfort; yea, I would exult in pain, though He spare not; for I have not denied the words of the Holy One.
11 “Ike gịnị ka m nwere, na m ga-anọgide na-enwe olileanya ndụ? Ọganihu gịnị dị, na m na-anọgide na-enwe ndidi?
What is my strength, that I should wait? and what is mine end, that I should be patient?
12 Ọ ga-abụ na m nwere ike nkume? Ka anụ ahụ m ọ bụ bronz?
Is my strength the strength of stones? or is my flesh of brass?
13 Ọ ga-abụ na m nwere ike inyere onwe m aka, ugbu a, e siterela nʼebe m nọ wezuga nzube?
Is it that I have no help in me, and that sound wisdom is driven quite from me?
14 “Onye ọbụla nʼejichi ebere site nʼebe enyi ya nọ na-agbakụta egwu Onye pụrụ ime ihe niile azụ.
To him that is ready to faint kindness is due from his friend, even to him that forsaketh the fear of 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 brethren have dealt deceitfully as a brook, as the channel of brooks that overflow,
16 nke na-eji ojii nʼihi mkpụrụ mmiri oyi, nke unyi jupụtara nʼihi mgbaze nke mkpụrụ mmiri oyi.
Which are black by reason of the ice, and wherein the snow hideth itself;
17 Nke na-akwụsị ịsọpụta nʼoge ọkọchị, nke na-ata ata nʼihi okpomọkụ.
What time they wax warm, they vanish, when it is hot, they are consumed out of their place.
18 Ndị ije na-atụgharị site nʼokporoụzọ ije ha. Ha na-arịgo nʼala akọrọ si otu a laa nʼiyi.
The paths of their way do wind, they go up into the waste, and are lost.
19 Ndị ije si Tema na-ele anya mmiri, otu a kwa ndị ahịa Sheba na-ele anya nʼolileanya.
The caravans of Tema looked, the companies of Sheba waited for them —
20 Obi mgbu na-ejide ha nʼihi na ha nwere ntụkwasị obi, ha bịarutere ebe ahụ, bụrụ ndị emenyere ihere.
They were ashamed because they had hoped; they came thither, and were confounded.
21 Ma ugbu a, unu egosila na unu abaghị uru, unu ahụla ihe na-eyi egwu ma ụjọ ejidela unu.
For now ye are become His; ye see a terror, and are afraid.
22 O nweela mgbe m sịrị unu, ‘Nyenụ ihe ọbụla nʼọnọdụ m, sitenụ nʼakụnụba unu kwụọ ụgwọ ịgbapụta m,
Did I say: 'Give unto me'? or: 'Offer a present for me of your substance'?
23 gbapụtanụ m nʼaka ndị iro, maọbụ napụtanụ m nʼaka ndị na-enweghị obi ebere’?
or: 'Deliver me from the adversary's hand'? or: 'Redeem me from the hand of the oppressors'?
24 “Zienụ m ihe ga-eme ka m mechie ọnụ, gosi m ebe m si mejọọ.
Teach me, and I will hold my peace; and cause me to understand wherein I have erred.
25 Eziokwu na-egbu mgbu nʼobi! Ma gịnị ka ịrụ ụka unu na-ewepụta?
How forcible are words of uprightness! But what doth your arguing argue?
26 Ị chọrọ idozi okwu ọnụ m? Si otu a mee ka okwu onye ike gwụrụ ghọọ ikuku efu?
Do ye hold words to be an argument, but the speeches of one that is desperate to be wind?
27 Unu nwere ike ife nza nʼisi onye na-enweghị nna, ma refukwaa enyi unu.
Yea, ye would cast lots upon the fatherless, and dig a pit for your friend.
28 “Lezie m anya nke ọma, ọ dị unu ka m nwere ike ilegide unu anya gwa unu okwu ụgha?
Now therefore be pleased to look upon me; for surely I shall not lie 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.
Return, I pray you, let there be no injustice; yea, return again, my cause is righteous.
30 Ọ dị ihe ọjọọ si nʼegbugbere ọnụ m abụọ pụta? Ọ bụ na ọnụ m apụghị ịchọpụta nzube iro?
Is there injustice on my tongue? Cannot my taste discern crafty devices?
