Genesis 37
1 Now Jacob lived in the land where his father had resided, the land of Canaan.
Jakubu nĩatũũrire bũrũri-inĩ ũrĩa ithe aaikarĩte, nĩguo bũrũri wa Kaanani.
2 This is the account of Jacob. When Joseph was seventeen years old, he was tending the flock with his brothers, the sons of his father’s wives Bilhah and Zilpah, and he brought their father a bad report about them.
Ũyũ nĩguo ũhoro wa Jakubu. Jusufu arĩ mwanake mũnini wa mĩaka ikũmi na mũgwanja aarĩithagia mbũri marĩ na ariũ a ithe, na ariũ a Biliha, na ariũ a Zilipa, atumia a ithe, nake agĩtwarĩra ithe wao ũhoro mũũru ũkoniĩ ariũ a ithe.
3 Now Israel loved Joseph more than his other sons, because Joseph had been born to him in his old age; so he made him a robe of many colors.
Na rĩrĩ, Isiraeli nĩendeete Jusufu gũkĩra ariũ arĩa angĩ ake othe, tondũ aamũciarire arĩ mũkũrũ; na nĩamũtumithĩirie kanjũ ya goro ngʼemie wega mũno.
4 When Joseph’s brothers saw that their father loved him more than any of them, they hated him and could not speak a kind word to him.
Na rĩrĩa ariũ a ithe moonire atĩ ithe nĩamwendete kũmakĩra-rĩ, makĩmũmena na matingĩamwarĩirie kiugo o na kĩmwe kĩega.
5 Then Joseph had a dream, and when he told it to his brothers, they hated him even more.
Ũtukũ ũmwe Jusufu nĩarootire kĩroto, na rĩrĩa eerire ariũ a ithe ũhoro wakĩo, makĩmũmena makĩria.
6 He said to them, “Listen to this dream I had:
Akĩmeera atĩrĩ, “Thikĩrĩriai ũhoro wa kĩroto gĩkĩ ndootete:
7 We were binding sheaves of grain in the field, and suddenly my sheaf rose and stood upright, while your sheaves gathered around and bowed down to mine.”
Tũrohaga itĩĩa cia ngano tũrĩ mũgũnda-inĩ, na o rĩmwe gĩtĩĩa gĩakwa kĩrehaanda na igũrũ, nacio itĩĩa cianyu irathiũrũrũkĩria gĩakwa, na irakĩinamĩrĩra.”
8 “Do you intend to reign over us?” his brothers asked. “Will you actually rule us?” So they hated him even more because of his dream and his statements.
Ariũ a ithe makĩmũũria atĩrĩ, “Anga nĩũrenda gũtũthamakĩra? Anga ti-itherũ nĩũgatwatha?” Nao magĩkĩrĩrĩria kũmũmena nĩ ũndũ wa kĩroto kĩu gĩake, na nĩ ũndũ wa ciugo ciake.
9 Then Joseph had another dream and told it to his brothers. “Look,” he said, “I had another dream, and this time the sun and moon and eleven stars were bowing down to me.”
Ningĩ Jusufu akĩroota kĩroto kĩngĩ, na akĩĩra ariũ a ithe ũhoro wakĩo. Akĩmeera atĩrĩ, “Thikĩrĩriai, nĩndĩrarootire kĩroto kĩngĩ, na ihinda rĩĩrĩ, ndĩrarootire riũa, na mweri, na njata ikũmi na ĩmwe ikĩnyinamĩrĩra.”
10 He told his father and brothers, but his father rebuked him and said, “What is this dream that you have had? Will your mother and brothers and I actually come and bow down to the ground before you?”
Rĩrĩa eerire ithe o na ariũ a ithe ũhoro ũcio, ithe akĩmũkũma, akĩmũũria atĩrĩ, “Nĩ kĩroto kĩa mũthemba ũrĩkũ kĩu ũrotete? Anga nyũkwa, na niĩ, na ariũ a thoguo nĩtũgooka, na tũinamĩrĩre thĩ mbere yaku?”
11 And his brothers were jealous of him, but his father kept in mind what he had said.
Ariũ a ithe nĩmamũiguĩrĩire ũiru, no ithe agĩikara agĩĩciiragia ũhoro wa irooto icio.
12 Some time later, Joseph’s brothers had gone to pasture their father’s flocks near Shechem.
Na rĩrĩ, ariũ a ithe nĩmathiĩte kũrĩithia mbũri cia ithe wao gũkuhĩ na Shekemu,
13 Israel said to him, “Are not your brothers pasturing the flocks at Shechem? Get ready; I am sending you to them.” “I am ready,” Joseph replied.
nake Isiraeli akĩĩra Jusufu atĩrĩ, “O ta ũrĩa ũũĩ, ariũ a thoguo nĩmararĩithia mbũri gũkuhĩ na Shekemu. Ũka, nĩngũgũtũma kũrĩ o.” Nake akĩmũcookeria, akĩmwĩra atĩrĩ, “Ũguo noguo.”
14 Then Israel told him, “Go now and see how your brothers and the flocks are faring, and bring word back to me.” So he sent him off from the Valley of Hebron. And when Joseph arrived in Shechem,
Nĩ ũndũ ũcio Isiraeli akĩmwĩra atĩrĩ, “Thiĩ ũkarore kana ariũ a thoguo marĩ o ho o wega, o ũndũ ũmwe na mbũri, na ũnjookerie ũhoro.” Nake akĩmũtũma kuuma Gĩtuamba-inĩ kĩa Hebironi. Rĩrĩa Jusufu aakinyire Shekemu,
15 a man found him wandering in the field and asked, “What are you looking for?”
mũndũ ũmwe akĩmuona akĩũrũũra mĩgũnda-inĩ, akĩmũũria atĩrĩ, “Nĩ kĩĩ ũracaria?”
16 “I am looking for my brothers,” Joseph replied. “Can you please tell me where they are pasturing their flocks?”
Nake Jusufu agĩcookia atĩrĩ, “Nĩ ariũ a baba ndĩracaria. No ũnjĩĩre kũrĩa mararĩithia mbũri ciao?”
17 “They have moved on from here,” the man answered. “I heard them say, ‘Let us go to Dothan.’” So Joseph set out after his brothers and found them at Dothan.
Mũndũ ũcio akĩmũcookeria atĩrĩ, “Nĩmoimĩte gũkũ. Ndĩraiguire makiuga atĩrĩ, ‘Rekei tũthiĩ Dothani.’” Nĩ ũndũ ũcio Jusufu akĩrũmĩrĩra ariũ a ithe, na akĩmakora hakuhĩ na Dothani.
18 Now Joseph’s brothers saw him in the distance, and before he arrived, they plotted to kill him.
No makĩmuona arĩ haraaya, na ataanakinya harĩa maarĩ, magĩciirĩra kũmũũraga.
19 “Here comes that dreamer!” they said to one another.
Makĩĩrana atĩrĩ, “Mũroti ũrĩa nĩokĩte!
20 “Come now, let us kill him and throw him into one of the pits. We can say that a vicious animal has devoured him. Then we shall see what becomes of his dreams!”
Ũkai; rekei tũmũũrage na tũmũikie irima rĩmwe rĩa maya, na tuuge atĩ nĩ nyamũ njũru ĩmũrĩĩte. Nĩtũkĩone ũrĩa irooto icio ciake ikaahinga.”
21 When Reuben heard this, he tried to rescue Joseph from their hands. “Let us not take his life,” he said.
No rĩrĩa Rubeni aiguire ũguo, akĩgeria kũhonokia Jusufu kuuma moko-inĩ mao. Akiuga atĩrĩ, “Rekei tũtige kũmũũraga.
22 “Do not shed his blood. Throw him into this pit in the wilderness, but do not lay a hand on him.” Reuben said this so that he could rescue Joseph from their hands and return him to his father.
Mũtigaite thakame. Mũikiei irima-inĩ rĩĩrĩ rĩ gũkũ werũ-inĩ, no mũtikamwĩke ũũru.” Rubeni oigaga ũguo nĩgeetha amũhonokie kuuma kũrĩ o, nĩguo amũcookie kũrĩ ithe.
23 So when Joseph came to his brothers, they stripped him of his robe—the robe of many colors he was wearing—
Na rĩrĩa Jusufu aakinyire harĩ ariũ a ithe, makĩmũruta kanjũ yake ĩrĩa eekĩrĩte, o ĩrĩa yarĩ ya goro na ngʼemie wega mũno.
24 and they took him and threw him into the pit. Now the pit was empty, with no water in it.
Makĩmũnyiita, makĩmũikia irima rĩu. Na rĩrĩ, irima rĩu rĩarĩ rĩũmũ; rĩtiarĩ na maaĩ.
25 And as they sat down to eat a meal, they looked up and saw a caravan of Ishmaelites coming from Gilead. Their camels were carrying spices, balm, and myrrh on their way down to Egypt.
Magĩcooka magĩikara thĩ kũrĩa irio ciao, magĩtiira maitho makĩona gĩkundi kĩnene kĩa Aishumaeli gĩgĩũka kiumĩte Gileadi. Ngamĩĩra ciao ciakuuithĩtio mahuti manungi wega, na ũbani, na ũũkĩ-wa-ngoma ũrĩa wĩtagwo manemane, na maikũrũkĩte mathiĩ matware indo icio Misiri.
26 Then Judah said to his brothers, “What profit will we gain if we kill our brother and cover up his blood?
Juda akĩĩra ariũ a ithe atĩrĩ, “Nĩ uumithio ũrĩkũ tũkuona tũngĩũraga mũrũ wa ithe witũ na tũhithe gĩkuũ gĩake?
27 Come, let us sell him to the Ishmaelites and not lay a hand on him; for he is our brother, our own flesh.” And they agreed.
Rekei tũmwenderie Aishumaeli aya, no tũtikamwĩke ũũru na moko maitũ, tondũ ũyũ nĩ mũrũ wa ithe witũ, tũrĩ a mũthiimo ũmwe na thakame o ĩmwe.” Nao ariũ a ithe magĩtĩkĩra.
28 So when the Midianite traders passed by, his brothers pulled Joseph out of the pit and sold him for twenty shekels of silver to the Ishmaelites, who took him to Egypt.
Nĩ ũndũ ũcio hĩndĩ ĩrĩa onjorithia acio Amidiani maahĩtũkagĩra hau, ariũ a ithe makĩruta Jusufu irima, na makĩmwendia cekeri mĩrongo ĩĩrĩ cia betha kũrĩ Aishumaeli acio, nao makĩmũtwara Misiri.
29 When Reuben returned to the pit and saw that Joseph was not there, he tore his clothes,
Rĩrĩa Rubeni aacookire irima-inĩ na akĩona atĩ Jusufu ndaarĩ ho, agĩtembũranga nguo ciake.
30 returned to his brothers, and said, “The boy is gone! What am I going to do?”
Agĩcooka kũrĩ ariũ a ithe akĩmeera atĩrĩ, “Kamwana karĩa gatirĩ ho! Niĩ ngwĩka atĩa?”
31 Then they took Joseph’s robe, slaughtered a young goat, and dipped the robe in its blood.
Nao makĩoya kanjũ ya Jusufu, magĩthĩnja mbũri na magĩtobokia kanjũ ĩyo thĩinĩ wa thakame ĩyo.
32 They sent the robe of many colors to their father and said, “We found this. Examine it to see whether it is your son’s robe or not.”
Magĩcooka makĩoya kanjũ ĩyo yagemetio, makĩmĩtwarĩra ithe wao makĩmwĩra atĩrĩ, “Kanjũ ĩno nĩ kũmĩona tũramĩonire. Mĩrore wega wone kana hihi nĩ kanjũ ĩrĩa ya mũrũguo.”
33 His father recognized it and said, “It is my son’s robe! A vicious animal has devoured him. Joseph has surely been torn to pieces!”
Nake akĩmĩmenya, akiuga atĩrĩ, “Nĩ kanjũ ya mũrũ wakwa! Nyamũ njũru nĩĩmũrĩĩte. Ti-itherũ Jusufu nĩarĩkĩtie kũũragwo, agatambuurwo icunjĩ.”
34 Then Jacob tore his clothes, put sackcloth around his waist, and mourned for his son many days.
Ningĩ Jakubu agĩtembũranga nguo ciake, agĩĩkĩra nguo ya ikũnia, na agĩcakaĩra mũriũ matukũ maingĩ.
35 All his sons and daughters tried to comfort him, but he refused to be comforted. “No,” he said. “I will go down to Sheol mourning for my son.” So his father wept for him. (Sheol h7585)
Ariũ ake othe na airĩtu ake magĩũka kũmũhooreria, no akĩrega kũhoorerio, akiuga atĩrĩ, “Aca! Ngathiĩ mbĩrĩra kũrĩ mũrũ wakwa ngĩrĩraga.” Nĩ ũndũ ũcio ithe agĩthiĩ na mbere kũmũrĩrĩra. (Sheol h7585)
36 Meanwhile, the Midianites sold Joseph in Egypt to Potiphar, an officer of Pharaoh and captain of the guard.
Nao Amidiani acio makĩendia Jusufu kũu Misiri kũrĩ Potifaru, ũmwe wa anene a Firaũni, nake aarĩ mũrũgamĩrĩri wa arangĩri a Firaũni.
