Job three friends hear wetin dey happen to am, so dem kon sey dem go-go greet am. Dia names na Elifaz from Teman, Bildad from Shuh and Zofar from Naamah.
Job brodas and sistas plus en friends wey run leave am before kon visit am and dem do party for en house. Dem kom tell am sey, “Wi dey sorry for all di trobol wey God kause for yu.” So all of dem kom give Job money and gold rings.
Dia curse dey pain and e dey make my heart kut; I dey look for who go tell mi sorry, but I nor si. I dey find who go konfort mi, but I still nor si anybody.
Den I tink of all di wiked tins wey dey happen for dis world. I si pipol wey dem dey opress, dey kry and nobody dey to help dem. Nobody dey to save dem from doz pawaful men wey dey opress dem.
God sey, “My Jerusalem; di town wey dey sofa and nor get help; di place wey nor get who go konfort am. I go use stones wey dear well-well take build una foundashon again.
Dem nor go hear wahala sound again for dis town; distroshon nor go skata una kountry again. I go protet and defend una like wall; den una go praiz mi, bikos I don save una.
Di pipol go dey waka anyhow for di land, dem nor go get hope and dem go dey hongry. So bikos of di honga and vexnashon, dem go look up kon curse dia king and God.
Dem attack dia neighbour from rite, but dem still dey hongry. Dem chop dia neighbour from left, but dem nor beleful. Dem even dey chop dia own shidren join.
Una wey dey waka pass, my sofa nor mean anytin to una? Make una look round, una si anybody wey dey sofa like mi? But na God vexnashon dey kause dis pain and sofa for mi.
E nor keep ensef klean or tink of wetin go happen to am. Naw, e dey inside gutta and nobody won bring am out. So e kry kon sey, “Oga God, make Yu si wetin dey happen to mi; my enemies don win mi.”
Dis na wetin God wey get pawa dey tok: “I go send my four worse ponishment kom Jerusalem and dem bi: war, honga, wiked animals and diziz. I go send dem kon distroy di pipol and dia animals.
For my vishon, I si di lokust dey chop all di plant wey dey grow for di land, so I sey, “God wey get pawa, I beg, make Yu forgive us; wi nor go survive dis wahala bikos wi nor plenty and wi weak well-well.”
So, Christ don make awa mind strong. Even as awa heart don strong rish, wi dey happy more-more for Titus wey kom, bikos all of una don let en mind rest.