Job 8
1 Ìgbà náà ni Bilidadi, ará Ṣuhi, sì dáhùn wí pé,
And Bildad the Shuhite answers and says:
2 “Ìwọ yóò ti máa sọ nǹkan wọ̀nyí pẹ́ tó? Tí ọ̀rọ̀ ẹnu rẹ̀ yóò sì máa bí ẹ̀fúùfù ńlá?
“Until when do you speak these things? And a strong wind—sayings of your mouth?
3 Ọlọ́run a ha máa yí ìdájọ́ po bí? Tàbí Olódùmarè a máa gbé ẹ̀bi fún aláre?
Does God pervert judgment? And does the Mighty One pervert justice?
4 Nígbà tí àwọn ọmọ rẹ̀ ṣẹ̀ sí i, ó sì gbá wọn kúrò nítorí ìrékọjá wọn.
If your sons have sinned before Him, And He sends them away, By the hand of their transgression,
5 Bí ìwọ bá sì ké pe Ọlọ́run ní àkókò, tí ìwọ sì gbàdúrà ẹ̀bẹ̀ sí Olódùmarè.
If you seek for God early, And make supplication to the Mighty,
6 Ìwọ ìbá jẹ́ mímọ, kí ó sì dúró ṣinṣin: ǹjẹ́ nítòótọ́ nísinsin yìí òun yóò tají fún ọ, òun a sì sọ ibùjókòó òdodo rẹ di púpọ̀.
If you [are] pure and upright, Surely now He wakes for you, And has completed The habitation of your righteousness.
7 Ìpilẹ̀ṣẹ̀ rẹ ìbá tilẹ̀ kéré si í, bẹ́ẹ̀ ìgbẹ̀yìn rẹ ìbá pọ̀ sí i gidigidi.
And your beginning has been small, And your latter end is very great.
8 “Èmi bẹ̀ ọ́ ǹjẹ́, béèrè lọ́wọ́ àwọn ará ìgbà nì kí o sì kíyèsi ìwádìí àwọn baba wọn.
For inquire, please, of a former generation, And prepare for a search of their fathers,
9 Nítorí pé ọmọ-àná ni àwa, a kò sì mọ nǹkan, nítorí pé òjìji ni ọjọ́ wa ni ayé.
For we [are] of yesterday, and we do not know, For our days [are] a shadow on earth.
10 Àwọn kì yóò wa kọ ọ́, wọn kì yóò sì sọ fún ọ? Wọn kì yóò sì sọ̀rọ̀ láti inú òye wọn jáde wá?
Do they not show you—speak to you, And from their heart bring forth words?
11 Papirusi ha lè dàgbà láìní ẹrẹ̀ tàbí eèsún ha lè dàgbà láìlómi?
Does a rush rise without a marsh? A reed increase without water?
12 Nígbà tí ó wà ní tútù, tí a kò ké e lulẹ̀, ó rọ dànù, ewéko gbogbo mìíràn hù dípò rẹ̀.
While it [is] in its budding—uncropped, Even before any herb it withers.
13 Bẹ́ẹ̀ ni ipa ọ̀nà gbogbo àwọn tí ó gbàgbé Ọlọ́run, bẹ́ẹ̀ ni ìrètí àwọn àgàbàgebè yóò di òfo.
So [are] the paths of all forgetting God, And the hope of the profane perishes,
14 Àbá ẹni tí a ó kèé kúrò, àti ìgbẹ́kẹ̀lé ẹni tí ó dàbí ilé aláǹtakùn.
Whose confidence is loathsome, And the house of a spider his trust.
15 Yóò fi ara ti ilé rẹ̀, ṣùgbọ́n kì yóò lè dúró, yóò fi di ara rẹ̀ mú ṣinṣin ṣùgbọ́n kì yóò lè dúró pẹ́.
He leans on his house—and it does not stand, He takes hold on it—and it does not abide.
16 Ó tutù bí irúgbìn tí a bomirin níwájú oòrùn, ẹ̀ka rẹ̀ sì yọ jáde nínú ọgbà rẹ̀.
He [is] green before the sun, And over his garden his branch goes out.
17 Gbòǹgbò rẹ̀ ta yí ebè ká, ó sì wó ibi òkúta wọ̀n-ọn-nì.
His roots are wrapped by a heap, He looks for a house of stones.
18 Bí ó bá sì pa á run kúrò ní ipò rẹ̀, nígbà náà ni ipò náà yóò sọ, ‘Èmi kò ri ọ rí!’
If [one] destroys him from his place, Then it has feigned concerning him, I have not seen you!
19 Kíyèsi i, ayé rẹ̀ gbẹ dànù àti láti inú ilẹ̀ ní irúgbìn òmíràn yóò hù jáde wá.
Behold, this [is] the joy of His way, And from the dust others spring up.
20 “Kíyèsi i, Ọlọ́run kì yóò ta ẹni òtítọ́ nù, bẹ́ẹ̀ ni kì yóò ran oníwà búburú lọ́wọ́
Behold, God does not reject the perfect, Nor takes hold on the hand of evildoers.
21 títí yóò fi fi ẹ̀rín kún ọ ní ẹnu, àti ètè rẹ pẹ̀lú ìhó ayọ̀,
While He fills your mouth with laughter, And your lips with shouting,
22 ìtìjú ní a o fi bo àwọn tí ó kórìíra rẹ̀, àti ibùjókòó ènìyàn búburú kì yóò sí mọ́.”
Those hating you put on shame, And the tent of the wicked is not!”
