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Job 32

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Job Friends Come Dey Quiet

The three friends don give up, and one young man wey dem dey call Elihu, wey don dey listen from beginning, come vex well well: e vex for Job because Job dey justify imself, e vex for the friends because dem condemn Job without answer. Wisdom dey come from the breath of the Almighty, na so e talk, no be from grey hair.

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So dis three men stop to answer Job, becos e be righteous for im own eye. Den di anger of Elihu, Barachel pikin, di Buzite, from di family of Ram, come burn hot. Im anger burn against Job becos e justify imsef pass God. Im anger burn against Job three friends too, becos dem no fit find answer, but still dem condemn Job. Now Elihu bin wait make e talk to Job, becos di odas old pass am. But wen Elihu see say dis three men no get anytin to talk, im anger burn. So Elihu, Barachel pikin, di Buzite, open mouth talk say: "I be young for years, and una don old; na dat make I hold back, dey fear to tell una wetin I know. I bin tink say, 'Make old age talk, and make plenty years teach wisdom.' But na di spirit wey dey inside person, di breath of di Almighty, wey dey give understanding. No be di old people na dem get wisdom, and no be di aged people dey understand wetin correct. So I dey talk, hear me; me too go tell wetin I know. Look, I bin wait for una words; I dey listen for una reasoning wen una dey find wetin to talk. I give una my full attention; but no even one of una prove Job wrong or answer im arguments. So make una no talk say, 'We don find wisdom; make God answer am, no be man.' Job no arrange im words against me, and I no go answer am with una arguments. Dem don confuse and dem no get anytin again to talk; words don fail dem. Must I wait, now wey dem don quiet, now wey dem just stand dey there with no answer? Me too go get my own to talk; me too go tell wetin I know. Becos I full with words; di spirit wey dey inside me dey push me. For inside, I be like wine wey no get where to comot, like new wineskin wey ready to burst. I must talk make I find relief; I must open my lips make I answer. I no go take side for anybody, and I no go sweet-mouth anybody; becos I no sabi how to sweet-mouth—if I bin sabi am, di One wey make me for don comot me quick."

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