Job 20
1 Then Zophar the Naamathite replied:
Nake Zofaru ũrĩa Mũnaamathi agĩcookia atĩrĩ:
2 “So my anxious thoughts compel me to answer, because of the turmoil within me.
“Meciiria makwa nĩ mathĩĩnĩku, na nĩkĩo ngũcookia, nĩ ũndũ nĩndangĩkĩte mũno.
3 I have heard a rebuke that insults me, and my understanding prompts a reply.
Ndĩraigua irũithia rĩa kũnjonorithia, naguo ũmenyo wakwa nĩũranjĩkĩra hinya wa gũcookia.
4 Do you not know that from antiquity, since man was placed on the earth,
“Ti-itherũ nĩũũĩ ũrĩa gũtũire kuuma tene rĩrĩa mũndũ aigirwo gũkũ thĩ ĩno,
5 the triumph of the wicked has been brief and the joy of the godless momentary?
atĩ kũrũũhia kwa arĩa aaganu no gwa kahinda, o nakĩo gĩkeno kĩa andũ arĩa matooĩ Ngai no gĩa kahinda kanini.
6 Though his arrogance reaches the heavens, and his head touches the clouds,
O na gũtuĩka mwĩtĩĩo wake nĩ ũkinyaga o igũrũ, naguo mũtwe wake ũkahutia matu-rĩ,
7 he will perish forever, like his own dung; those who had seen him will ask, ‘Where is he?’
agaathira nginya tene o ta mai make mwene; arĩa manamuona mooragie atĩrĩ, ‘Kaĩ aathiire kũ?’
8 He will fly away like a dream, never to be found; he will be chased away like a vision in the night.
Airagĩria ta kĩroto, akaaga kuoneka rĩngĩ, akaingatwo ta kĩoneki kĩa ũtukũ.
9 The eye that saw him will see him no more, and his place will no longer behold him.
Riitho rĩrĩa rĩamuonaga rĩtikamuona rĩngĩ; harĩa aaikaraga hatikamuona rĩngĩ.
10 His sons will seek the favor of the poor, for his own hands must return his wealth.
Ciana ciake ikaageragia kwĩiguithania na athĩĩni; moko make mwene no nginya magaacookia ũtonga wake kũrĩa aaũrutire.
11 The youthful vigor that fills his bones will lie down with him in the dust.
Hinya wa wĩthĩ ũrĩa ũiyũrĩte mahĩndĩ-inĩ make ũgaakoma hamwe nake rũkũngũ-inĩ.
12 Though evil is sweet in his mouth and he conceals it under his tongue,
“O na gũtuĩka ũũru ũrĩ mũrĩo ũrĩ kanua gake, na nĩaũhithaga rungu rwa rũrĩmĩ rwake,
13 though he cannot bear to let it go and keeps it in his mouth,
o na gũtuĩka ndangĩhota kũũrekia na aũigaga kanua gake-rĩ,
14 yet in his stomach his food sours into the venom of cobras within him.
irio ciake nĩikarũra irĩ nda yake; igaatuĩka ũrũrũ wa nduĩra thĩinĩ wake.
15 He swallows wealth but vomits it out; God will force it from his stomach.
Nĩagatahĩka ũtonga ũrĩa ameretie; Mũrungu nĩagatũma aũtahĩke.
16 He will suck the poison of cobras; the fangs of a viper will kill him.
Nĩakoonga thumu wa nyoka; magego ma nyoka nĩmo makaamũũraga.
17 He will not enjoy the streams, the rivers flowing with honey and cream.
Ndagakenera tũrũũĩ, njũũĩ iria ithereraga ũũkĩ na ngorono.
18 He must return the fruit of his labor without consuming it; he cannot enjoy the profits of his trading.
Kĩndũ kĩrĩa anogeire no nginya agagĩcookia atakĩrĩte; ndagakenera uumithio wa wonjoria wake.
19 For he has oppressed and forsaken the poor; he has seized houses he did not build.
Nĩgũkorwo nĩahinyĩrĩirie athĩĩni, akamatiga matarĩ na kĩndũ; nĩatunyanĩte nyũmba iria ataakire.
20 Because his appetite is never satisfied, he cannot escape with his treasure.
“Ti-itherũ merirĩria make matingĩthira; ndangĩĩhonokia na indo iria eigĩire.
21 Nothing is left for him to consume; thus his prosperity will not endure.
Gũtirĩ kĩndũ atigĩirio gĩa kũrĩa; ũtonga wake ndũgatũũra.
22 In the midst of his plenty, he will be distressed; the full force of misery will come upon him.
Hĩndĩ ĩrĩa aiganĩire nĩ ũndũ wa kũingĩhia indo, mĩnyamaro nĩĩkamũnyiita; ũkĩa nĩũkamũkora na nditi nene.
23 When he has filled his stomach, God will vent His fury upon him, raining it down on him as he eats.
Hĩndĩ ĩrĩa aiyũrĩtie nda yake-rĩ, nĩguo Ngai akaarekereria marakara make mahiũ mamũkore na amuurĩrie mahũũra make.
24 Though he flees from an iron weapon, a bronze-tipped arrow will pierce him.
O na angĩũrĩra indo cia mbaara cia kĩgera, akaarathwo na mũguĩ wa gĩcango.
25 It is drawn out of his back, the gleaming point from his liver. Terrors come over him.
Aũcomoraga kuuma ngʼongʼo wake, mũtheece ũcio mũkengu akaũcomora kuuma ini-inĩ rĩake. Imakania nĩikamũkorerera;
26 Total darkness is reserved for his treasures. A fire unfanned will consume him and devour what is left in his tent.
nduma nene nĩyetereire igĩĩna ciake. Mwaki ũtarĩ mũhurutĩre nĩũkamũcina, na ũniine kĩrĩa gĩtigaire thĩinĩ wa hema yake.
27 The heavens will expose his iniquity, and the earth will rise up against him.
Igũrũ nĩrĩkaguũria wĩhia wake; thĩ nayo nĩĩkarahũka ĩmũũkĩrĩre.
28 The possessions of his house will be removed, flowing away on the day of God’s wrath.
Kĩguũ nĩgĩgathereria nyũmba yake, indo cia nyũmba yake ithererio nĩ kĩguũ mũthenya ũcio wa mangʼũrĩ ma Ngai.
29 This is the wicked man’s portion from God, the inheritance God has appointed him.”
Ũcio nĩguo ũndũ ũrĩa Ngai agayagĩra arĩa aaganu, igai rĩrĩa maathĩrĩirwo nĩ Mũrungu.”
