Job 40
1 Moreover the LORD answered Job, and said,
Tinovo’ Iehovà am’Iobe ty hoe,
2 Shall he that cavilleth contend with the Almighty? he that argueth with God, let him answer it.
Hatretrè’ ty mpandietse hao t’i El-Sadai? Manoiña, ry mpañeretse an’ Andrianañahareo.
3 Then Job answered the LORD, and said,
Nanoiñe Iehovà ami’ty hoe t’Iobe:
4 Behold, I am of small account; what shall I answer thee? I lay mine hand upon my mouth.
Intoy o tsy manjofakeo; ino ty hahatoiñako azo? Hampikapefe’ ty tañako ty vavako.
5 Once have I spoken, and I will not answer; yea twice, but I will proceed no further.
Indraike ty nivolañeko fa tsy ho tovoñako; eka, indroe, fa tsy ho losoreko.
6 Then the LORD answered Job out of the whirlwind, and said,
Aa le nanoiñe Iobe t’Iehovà boak’ an-talio ao, ami’ty hoe,
7 Gird up thy loins now like a man: I will demand of thee, and declare thou unto me.
Midiaña hoe ondaty; hañontaneako le ihe ty hitaroñe amako.
8 Wilt thou even disannul my judgment? wilt thou condemn me, that thou mayest be justified?
Hafote’o hao o zakakoo? Hamatse ahy rehe, hahazoa’o to?
9 Or hast thou an arm like God? and canst thou thunder with a voice like him?
Amam-pitàñe manahake añ’Andrianañahare v’iheo? Mahafañotrok’ am-peo hambañ’ ama’e hao?
10 Deck thyself now with excellency and dignity; and array thyself with honour and majesty.
Mihamina amañ’engeñe naho havañonañe; misaroña asiñe naho volonahetse;
11 Pour forth the overflowings of thine anger: and look upon every one that is proud, and abase him.
Adoaño o habose’o mandopatseo; jilovo ze hene mpirengevoke vaho afotsaho.
12 Look on every one that is proud, [and] bring him low; and tread down the wicked where they stand.
Fonga rendreho ty mpibohaboha, le arèho; lialiao ambane o lo-tserekeo.
13 Hide them in the dust together; bind their faces in the hidden [place].
Akafiro hitraofa’e an-debok’ ao; vahoro añ’etak’ ao o lahara’ iareoo.
14 Then wilt I also confess of thee that thine own right hand can save thee.
Le hiantofako ama’o te mahafandrombak’ azo o fità’o havanao.
15 Behold now behemoth, which I made with thee; he eateth grass as all ox.
Oniño hey ty Behemote, i naharoko fitseneañe ama’oy; mihinañe ahetse re manahake o añombeo.
16 Lo now, his strength is in his loins, and his force is in the muscles of his belly.
Heheke te am-poto-pe’e ao ty haozara’e, amo ozan-tro’eo ty hafatrara’e.
17 He moveth his tail like a cedar: the sinews of his thighs are knit together.
Atora-kitsi’e hoe talý ty ohi’e; mifamanditse iaby o talin-ozan-toha’eo.
18 His bones are as tubes of brass; his limbs are like bars of iron.
Boda torisike o taola’eo, hoe tsotsò-by o kitso’eo
19 He is the chief of the ways of God: he [only] that made him can make his sword to approach [unto him].
Ie ty lohàñe amo satan’ añahareo; I namboatse azey ro mahafitotok’ ama’e am-pibara.
20 Surely the mountains bring him forth food; where all the beasts of the field do play.
Toe mamahan-kaneñe aze o vohitseo, amy fihisa’ o bibin-kivoke iabioy.
21 He lieth under the lotus trees, in the covert of the reed, and the fen.
Mandre ambane’ sohihy eo re, am-pipaliram-binda an-tane manginakinak’ ao.
22 The lotus trees cover him with their shadow; the willows of the brook compass him about.
Mañalok’ aze ty talinjo’ o sohihio; miarikoboñ’ aze iaby o bararata añ’olon-dranoo.
23 Behold, if a river overflow, he trembleth not: he is confident, though Jordan swell even to his mouth.
Tsy ihondrahondrà’e ty fandipora’ i sakay; mahasibeke re ndra te isorotombaha’ Iordaney mb’am-bava’e.
24 Shall any take him when he is on the watch, or pierce through his nose with a snare?
Eo hao ty hahatsepak’aze te mañente; eo hao ty hahafangirike i oro’ey hampikavitse aze?
