Job 6
1 Mgbe ahụ, Job zara sị:
But 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 one would indeed weigh the wrath that is upon me, and take up my griefs in a balance together!
3 Ọ ghaghị ịdị arọ karịa aja dị nʼọnụ mmiri ọtụtụ osimiri, nke mere okwu m ji ada ike ike.
And verily they would be heavier than the sand by the seashore: but, as it seems, my words are vain.
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 Lord are in my body, whose violence drinks up my blood: whenever I am going to speak, they pierce 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?
What then? will the wild ass bray for nothing, if he is not seeking food? or again, will the ox low at the manger, when he has a fodder?
6 A na-eri nri na-adịghị ụtọ ma e etinyeghị ya nnu, ka o nwere ụtọ dị na eso ọkwụrụ?
Shall bread be eaten without salt? or again, is there taste in empty words?
7 A jụrụ m ịmetụ ya aka, nʼihi na nri dị otu a na-eme ka m daa ọrịa.
For my wrath can’t cease; for I perceive my food as the smell of a lion [to be] loathsome.
8 “O, asị nnọọ na a ga-emere m ihe m na-arịọ, na Chineke ga-enye m ihe m na-atụ anya ya.
For oh that he would grant [my desire], and my petition might come, and the Lord would grant my hope!
9 Ọbụladị ka Chineke kwe igwepịa m ka ọ tọpụ aka ya, bipụ ndụ m.
Let the Lord begin and wound me, but let him not utterly destroy me.
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.
Let the grave be my city, upon the walls of which I have leaped: I will not shrink from it; for I have not denied the holy words of my 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?
For what is my strength, that I continue? what is my time, that my soul endures?
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?
Or have I not trusted in him? but help is [far] from me.
14 “Onye ọbụla nʼejichi ebere site nʼebe enyi ya nọ na-agbakụta egwu Onye pụrụ ime ihe niile azụ.
Mercy has rejected me; and the visitation of the Lord has disregarded me.
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 nearest relations have not regarded me; they have passed me by like a failing brook, or like a wave.
16 nke na-eji ojii nʼihi mkpụrụ mmiri oyi, nke unyi jupụtara nʼihi mgbaze nke mkpụrụ mmiri oyi.
They who used to reverence me, now have come against me like snow or congealed ice.
17 Nke na-akwụsị ịsọpụta nʼoge ọkọchị, nke na-ata ata nʼihi okpomọkụ.
When it has melted at the approach of heat, it is not known what it was.
18 Ndị ije na-atụgharị site nʼokporoụzọ ije ha. Ha na-arịgo nʼala akọrọ si otu a laa nʼiyi.
Thus I also have been deserted of all; and I am ruined, and become an outcast.
19 Ndị ije si Tema na-ele anya mmiri, otu a kwa ndị ahịa Sheba na-ele anya nʼolileanya.
Behold the ways of the Thaemanites, you that mark the paths of the Sabaeans.
20 Obi mgbu na-ejide ha nʼihi na ha nwere ntụkwasị obi, ha bịarutere ebe ahụ, bụrụ ndị emenyere ihere.
They too that trust in cities and riches shall come to shame.
21 Ma ugbu a, unu egosila na unu abaghị uru, unu ahụla ihe na-eyi egwu ma ụjọ ejidela unu.
But you also have come to me without pity; so that beholding my wound you are afraid.
22 O nweela mgbe m sịrị unu, ‘Nyenụ ihe ọbụla nʼọnọdụ m, sitenụ nʼakụnụba unu kwụọ ụgwọ ịgbapụta m,
What? have I made any demand of you? or do I ask for strength from you,
23 gbapụtanụ m nʼaka ndị iro, maọbụ napụtanụ m nʼaka ndị na-enweghị obi ebere’?
to deliver me from enemies, or to rescue me from the hand of the mighty ones?
24 “Zienụ m ihe ga-eme ka m mechie ọnụ, gosi m ebe m si mejọọ.
Teach you me, and I will be silent: if in anything I have erred, tell me.
25 Eziokwu na-egbu mgbu nʼobi! Ma gịnị ka ịrụ ụka unu na-ewepụta?
But as it seems, the words of a true man are vain, because I do not ask strength of you.
26 Ị chọrọ idozi okwu ọnụ m? Si otu a mee ka okwu onye ike gwụrụ ghọọ ikuku efu?
Neither will your reproof cause me to cease my words, for neither will I endure the sound of your speech.
27 Unu nwere ike ife nza nʼisi onye na-enweghị nna, ma refukwaa enyi unu.
Even because you attack the fatherless, and insult your friend.
28 “Lezie m anya nke ọma, ọ dị unu ka m nwere ike ilegide unu anya gwa unu okwu ụgha?
But now, having looked upon your countenances, I will not lie.
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.
Sit down now, and let there not be unrighteousness; and unite again with the just.
30 Ọ dị ihe ọjọọ si nʼegbugbere ọnụ m abụọ pụta? Ọ bụ na ọnụ m apụghị ịchọpụta nzube iro?
For there is no injustice in my tongue; and does not my throat meditate understanding?
