Jovu 27

1 Jopu'a mago'ene keaga'a amanage huno hu'ne,

And Job adds to lift up his allegory and says:

2 tamagerfa huanki kasefa'ma huno mani'nea Hankavenentake Anumzamo'a, kankamuna onamino knare avu'avara hunonanteno, natrege'na tusi natazampi manue.

“God lives! He turned aside my judgment, And the Mighty—He made my soul bitter.

3 Menima kasefa'ma hu'na mani'ne'nama nasimu'ma nentoana, Anumzamo nasimura namige'na mani'noe.

For all the while my breath [is] in me, And the wind of God in my nostrils.

4 Nagra havige nanekea nosu'na, havigea hu'na vahera revatga osugahue.

My lips do not speak perverseness, And my tongue does not utter deceit.

5 Hagi tamagrama nehaza nanekegura, tamage nehaze hu'na osugahue. Ana nehu'na kefo avu'ava zana osu'na, mani fatgo hu'na mani'nena frigahue.

Defilement to me—if I justify you, Until I expire I do not turn aside my integrity from me.

6 Nagra fatgo navu'nava'ma nehua zana kegava hu'ne'na, ana avamenteke mani'na vugahue. Nagrama kasefa'ma hu'na mani'na vanuanknafina, kumi hu'noe hu'na antahintahi hakarea osugahue.

On my righteousness I have laid hold, And I do not let it go, My heart does not reproach me while I live.

7 Nagri'ma ha'ma renenantaza vahera, kefo avu'ava'zama nehaza vahe'ma Anumzamo'ma zamazeri havizama nehiaza huno zamazeri haviza nehuno, nagri'ma zamefi hunenamiza vahera, kumi'ma nehaza vahe'ma zamazeri havizama nehiaza huno zamazeri haviza hugahie.

My enemy is as the wicked, And my withstander as the perverse.

8 Hagi Anumzamofoma amage'ma nontaza vahera, amuha zazamia omanegahie. Ana hanigeno Anumzamo'a ana vahera zamahe fananehu vagaregahie.

For what [is] the hope of the profane, When He cuts off? When God casts off his soul?

9 Ana vahe'mofo avate'ma knazamo'ma esanigeno zavi'ma atesniana, Anumzamo'a antahi omigahifi?

[Does] God hear his cry, When distress comes on him?

10 E'i ana Hankavenentake Anumzamofona musena hunonte'za, Anumzamofontega nunamuna osugahaze.

Does he delight himself on the Mighty? Call God at all times?

11 Nagra menima rempima huramisuana, mago'zana eri frara okigahuanki, Anumzamofo hankave'a erinte ama hu'na tamasamigahue.

I show you by the hand of God, That which [is] with the Mighty I do not hide.

12 Ana hankave'a tamagra'a ko ke'naze. Hianagi na'a higeta amunte omane nanekea hantageta eri hakarea nehaze?

Behold, you—all of you—have seen, And why [is] this—you are altogether vain?

13 Kefo avu'ava'zama nehu'za, vahe'ma zamazeri havizama nehaza vahera, Hankavenentake Anumzamo'a miza zamia huhampri zamante'neanki'za erigahaze.

This [is] the portion of wicked man with God, And the inheritance of terrible ones They receive from the Mighty.

14 Ana rama'a mofavrea antegahazanagi, ana mofavre naga'zmia hapi zamahege, zamagaku hu'za frige hugahaze.

If his sons multiply—a sword [is] for them. And his offspring [are] not satisfied [with] bread.

15 Hagi mago'ama ofri'ma manisaza vahera, ruzahu ruzahu krimo zamahe frisnige'za, kento a'nane nagazmimo'za ana vahekura zamasunkura hu'za zavira otegahaze.

His remnant are buried in death, And his widows do not weep.

16 Kefo zamavu'zamava'ma nehaza vahe'mo'za rama'a zago eri atru nehu'za, kukenanena rama'a eri tru hanageno hihi huno marerigahianagi,

If he heaps up silver as dust, And prepares clothing as clay,

17 fatgo zamavu'zmava'ma nehaza vahe'mo'za ana kukena eri nehankresnage'za, ke'zami omne vahe'mo'za ana vahe'mokizmi zagoa refko hu'za erigahaze.

He prepares—and the righteous puts [it] on, And the innocent apportions the silver.

18 Kefo zamavu'zmava'ma nehaza vahe'mo'zama noma kisazana, pamponkemofo nomo'ma hiaza huno hankave'a omane no negi'za, mani'ne'za hozama kvama hanazana tona no kizankna hu'za nona kigahaze.

He has built his house as a moth, And as a shelter a watchman has made.

19 Kumi'ma nehaza vahe'mo'zama nozamifima masazana zago vahekna hu'za nemasaze. Hianagi mase'nafinti'ma oti'zama kazana, maka fenozamimo'a igafi freno omnetfa nehie.

He lies down rich, and he is not gathered, He has opened his eyes, and he is not.

20 Timo'ma hageno eaza huno, hazenke zamo'a eno eme zamavareno fregahie.

Terrors overtake him as waters, By night a whirlwind has stolen him away.

21 Zage fre kazigati zaho'mo eme zamazeri komenkame huno zamavaresga huno fresnige'za, ko'ma mani'naza nonkumatera omanigahaze.

An east wind takes him up, and he goes, And it frightens him from his place,

22 Ana zahomo'a ana vahekura asunkura huozmanteno zamazeri haviza hanige'za, ana zahomofo hankavegu koro nehu'za zamagare'za fregahaze.

And it casts at him, and does not spare, He diligently flees from its hand.

23 Hianagi maka vahe'mo'zama ana zama fore haniaza nege'za, zamaza rupro nehu'za tusi zamagiza regahaze.

It claps its hands at him, And it hisses at him from his place.”