Job 7
1 “Ndụ mmadụ nʼụwa ọ bụghị ọgụ na mgba? Ụbọchị ya ọ dịghị ka ụbọchị onye e goro ọrụ?
Is there not an appointed time to man vpon earth? and are not his dayes as the dayes of an hyreling?
2 Dịka ọhụ na-eche mgbe anyanwụ ga-ada, maọbụ dịka onye e goro ọrụ si ele anya ụgwọ ọrụ ya,
As a seruant longeth for the shadowe, and as an hyreling looketh for the ende of his worke,
3 otu a ka e si kenye m ọtụtụ ọnwa nke obi ụtọ na-adịghị nʼime ya, nakwa abalị nhụju anya dị nʼime ya.
So haue I had as an inheritance the moneths of vanitie, and painefull nights haue bene appointed vnto me.
4 Mgbe m na-edina ala, ana m asị, ‘Olee mgbe m ga-ebili?’ Abalị na-eseti onwe ya, nʼihi ya, m na-anọ na-atụgharị onwe m tutu chi abọọ.
If I layed me downe, I sayde, When shall I arise? and measuring the euening I am euen full with tossing to and from vnto the dawning of the day.
5 Lee na anụ ahụ m jupụtara nʼikpuru, na akpụkpọ; anụ ahụ m etiwasịala jupụta nʼọnya.
My flesh is clothed with wormes and filthinesse of the dust: my skinne is rent, and become horrible.
6 “Ụbọchị nke ndụ m na-agabiga ngwangwa karịa ihe eji akpa akwa nke ọkpa akwa, ha na-agwụcha na-enweghị olileanya ọbụla.
My dayes are swifter then a weauers shittle, and they are spent without hope.
7 O Chineke cheta na ndụ m bụ naanị otu nkuume; anya m abụọ agaghị ahụkwa ọṅụ ọzọ.
Remember that my life is but a wind, and that mine eye shall not returne to see pleasure.
8 Anya na-ahụ m ugbu a agaghị ahụkwa m ọzọ; unu ga-achọ m ma unu agaghị a hụ m ọzọ.
The eye that hath seene me, shall see me no more: thine eyes are vpon me, and I shall be no longer.
9 Dịka igwe ojii si efefusi ma na-agbasa, otu a ka ọ dịrị onye na-arịda nʼime ili ọ naghị arịpụtakwa. (Sheol h7585)
As the cloude vanisheth and goeth away, so he that goeth downe to the graue, shall come vp no more. (Sheol h7585)
10 E, ọ naghị alọghachikwa nʼụlọ ya ọzọ; ebe ya agaghị amakwa ya ọzọ.
He shall returne no more to his house, neither shall his place knowe him any more.
11 “Ya mere agaghị m emechi ọnụ; aga m ekwupụta nʼihi ihe mgbu dị m nʼime mmụọ. Aga m eme mkpesa nʼihi ihe ilu dị m nʼobi.
Therefore I will not spare my mouth, but will speake in the trouble of my spirite, and muse in the bitternesse of my minde.
12 A bụ m oke osimiri, maọbụ anụ ukwu dị nʼogbu osimiri, nke mere i ji eche m nche?
Am I a sea or a whalefish, that thou keepest me in warde?
13 Mgbe m chere na ihe ndina m ga-akasị m obi, maọbụ na oche izuike m ga-ewepụ ntamu m,
When I say, My couch shall relieue me, and my bed shall bring comfort in my meditation,
14 nʼagbanyeghị na ị na-eji nrọ menye m egwu werekwa ịhụ ọhụ mee ka m maa jijiji,
Then fearest thou me with dreames, and astonishest me with visions.
15 ya mere, ahọrọ m ị bụ onye a tọgburu atọgbu na ọnwụ, karịa inwe ụdị ahụ m nke a.
Therefore my soule chuseth rather to be strangled and to die, then to be in my bones.
16 Ana m asọ ndụ m oyi; agaghị m adị ndụ ruo ebighị ebi. Nʼihi ya, hapụ m ka m nọọrọ onwe m, nʼihi na ụbọchị ndụ m enweghị isi.
I abhorre it, I shall not liue alway: spare me then, for my dayes are but vanitie.
17 “Gịnị ka mmadụ bụ i ji na-agụ ya dịka ihe, i ji na-elenye anya nʼihe gbasara ya,
What is man, that thou doest magnifie him, and that thou settest thine heart vpon him?
18 i ji na-enyocha ya ụtụtụ niile, ma na-anwale ya mgbe mgbe?
And doest visite him euery morning, and tryest him euery moment?
19 Ị gaghị elepụ anya gị site nʼebe m nọ, maọbụ hapụ m ka m nọọrọ onwe m loda asụ mmiri?
Howe long will it be yer thou depart from me? thou wilt not let me alone whiles I may swallowe my spettle.
20 Ọ bụrụ na m emehiela, gịnị ka m mere megide gị, gị onye na-ahụ ihe niile anyị na-eme? Gịnị mere i ji elekwasị m anya? Abụrụla m ibu arọ nye gị?
I haue sinned, what shall I do vnto thee? O thou preseruer of me, why hast thou set me as a marke against thee, so that I am a burden vnto my selfe?
21 Ọ bụ na i nweghị ike ịgbaghara m njehie m, ma bupụ mmehie m? Nʼihi na oge ọnwụ m eruola nso, e, oge a ga-eliba m nʼaja, ma m nwụọ. Mgbe ahụ ị ga-achọ m, ma ị gaghị ahụkwa m anya ọzọ, nʼihi na agaghị m adịkwa.”
And why doest thou not pardon my trespasse? and take away mine iniquitie? for nowe shall I sleepe in the dust, and if thou seekest me in the morning, I shall not be found.
