Job 2
1 And there came a certain day when the sons of God entered in, to present themselves unto Yahweh—so the accuser also entered in their midst, to present himself unto Yahweh.
Ɛda foforɔ bi, abɔfoɔ no baa Awurade anim bio na Satan nso kaa wɔn ho baeɛ.
2 And Yahweh said unto the accuser, Whence comest thou? And the accuser answered Yahweh, and said, From going to and fro in the earth, and from wandering about therein.
Awurade bisaa Satan sɛ, “Wofiri he na wobaa ha?” Satan buaa Awurade sɛ, “Mefiri asase so akyinkyinakyinkyini ne emu akɔneabadie mu.”
3 And Yahweh said unto the accuser, Hast thou applied thy heart unto my servant Job, that there is none like him in the earth, a man blameless and upright, one who revereth God, and avoideth evil; and still he is holding fast his integrity, although thou movedst me against him, to swallow him up without cause.
Na Awurade bisaa Satan sɛ, “Woadwene mʼakoa Hiob ho anaa? Obiara nte sɛ ɔno wɔ asase so, ne ho nni asɛm na ɔtene. Ɔyɛ onipa a ɔsuro Onyankopɔn na ɔkyiri bɔne. Ɛwom sɛ wohyɛɛ me sɛ mensɛe no a menni nnyinasoɔ biara deɛ, nanso ɔda so gyina ne pɛpɛyɛ no mu.”
4 Then the accuser answered Yahweh, and said, Skin for skin, and so, all that a man hath, will he give for his life.
Satan buaa Awurade sɛ, “Wedeɛ pere wedeɛ. Onipa de deɛ ɔwɔ nyinaa bɛma de apere ne nkwa.
5 In very deed, put forth, I pray thee thy hand, and smite unto his bone, and unto his flesh, —verily, unto thy face, will he curse thee.
Sɛ ɛbɛtumi a tene wo nsa fa ka ne honam ne ne nnompe, na ɔbɛdome wo wɔ wʼanim!”
6 And Yahweh said unto the accuser, Behold him! in thy hand, —only, his life, preserve thou!
Awurade ka kyerɛɛ Satan sɛ, “Ɛyɛ, ɔwɔ wo nsam na ne nkwa deɛ, gyaa mu ma no.”
7 So the accuser went forth from the presence of Yahweh, —and smote Job with a sore boil, from the sole of his foot, unto his crown.
Enti, Satan firii Awurade anim, na ɔmaa akuro a ɛyɛ yea totɔɔ Hiob ho firi ne nan ase kɔsii nʼapampam.
8 And he took him a potsherd, to scrape himself therewith; he being seated in the midst of ashes.
Afei, na kyɛmferɛ na Hiob de dwi ne ho, ɛberɛ a ɔte nsõ mu.
9 Then said his wife unto him, Art thou still holding fast thine integrity? Curse God, and die!
Ne yere bisaa no sɛ, “Woda so kura wo pɛpɛyɛ no mu ara? Dome Onyankopɔn, na wu!”
10 And he said unto her, As one of the base women speaketh, speakest thou? Blessing, shall we accept from God, and, misfortune, shall we not accept? In all this, Job sinned not with his lips.
Na Hiob buaa no sɛ, “Wokasa sɛ ɔbaa a ɔyɛ ɔkwasea. Ade pa deɛ, yɛagye afiri Onyankopɔn nsam na ade bɔne na yɛmpo anaa?” Yei nyinaa mu, Hiob anka asɛm bɔne.
11 Now when the three friends of Job heard of all this misfortune which had befallen him, —they came, every man from his own place, Eliphaz the Temanite, and Bildad the Shuhite, and Zophar the Naamathite, —for they had by appointment met together to come to shew sympathy with him, and to comfort him.
Ɛberɛ a Hiob nnamfo baasa bi a wɔne Temanni Elifas, Suhini Bildad ne Naamani Sofar tee amanehunu a aba Hiob so no, wɔfirii wɔn afie mu, hyia yɛɛ adwene sɛ wɔbɛkɔ akɔhwɛ no na wɔakyekye ne werɛ.
12 And, when they lifted up their eyes afar off, and knew him not, they lifted up their voice, and wept—and rent, every one his robe, and sprinkled dust upon their heads, toward the heavens.
Wɔhunuu Hiob firii akyiri no, wɔanhunu sɛ ɛyɛ ɔno; wɔhyɛɛ aseɛ twaa agyaadwoɔ, sunsuanee wɔn ntadeɛ mu, tuu mfuturo guu wɔn tiri so.
13 And they sat with him upon the ground, seven days and seven nights, —and none was speaking unto him a word, for they saw that, exceeding great, was the stinging pain.
Na wɔne no tenaa fam nnanson, awia ne anadwo. Na obiara ankasa, ɛfiri sɛ, wɔhunuu sɛ nʼamanehunu no nyɛ asɛmwa.
