Job 41
1 Is it possible for Leviathan to be pulled out with a fish-hook, or for a hook to be put through the bone of his mouth?
“No ũhote kũguucũrũria nyamũ ĩrĩa ĩĩtagwo Leviathani na ndwano, kana wohe rũrĩmĩ rwayo na mũkanda?
2 Will you put a cord into his nose, or take him away with a cord round his tongue?
No ũhote kũmĩtoonyia rũrigi iniũrũ, kana ũmĩtũrĩkanie rũthĩa na ndwano?
3 Will he make prayers to you, or say soft words to you?
No ĩtinde ĩgĩgũthaitha ũmĩiguĩre tha? No ĩkwarĩrie na ciugo cia ũhooreri?
4 Will he make an agreement with you, so that you may take him as a servant for ever?
No ĩrĩkanĩre nawe ũthiĩ nayo, ĩtũũre ĩrĩ ngombo yaku nginya tene?
5 Will you make sport with him, as with a bird? or put him in chains for your young women?
No ũhote kũmĩhooreria ta nyoni, kana ũmĩoherere handũ nĩguo airĩtu aku mamĩmeemagie?
6 Will the fishermen make profit out of him? will they have him cut up for the traders?
Onjoria no mamĩkũũranie na indo ciao? No mamĩgayanie kũrĩ onjorithia?
7 Will you put sharp-pointed irons into his skin, or fish-spears into his head?
No ũhote gũtheecanga rũũa rwayo na mĩcengi, kana ũtheecange mũtwe wayo na mĩcengi ĩrĩa ĩtegaga thamaki?
8 Only put your hand on him, and see what a fight you will have; you will not do it again!
Ũngĩmĩhutia na guoko, ũngĩtũũra ũririkanaga kĩgiano kĩu, na ndũngĩgacookera!
9 Truly, the hope of his attacker is false; he is overcome even on seeing him!
Mwĩrĩgĩrĩro wa atĩ no ũmĩtoorie nĩ kwĩheenia; o kũmĩona tu nĩkũiganĩte gũtũma mũndũ amake, orwo nĩ hinya.
10 He is so cruel that no one is ready to go against him. Who then is able to keep his place before me?
Gũtirĩ mũndũ ũrĩ ũcamba mũiganu wa kũmĩarahũra. Nũũ ũngĩkĩhota kwĩĩndiiria niĩ?
11 Who ever went against me, and got the better of me? There is no one under heaven!
Nũũ ũngĩnandũra kĩndũ atĩ nĩguo ndĩmũrĩhe? Kĩndũ gĩothe kĩrĩ rungu rwa igũrũ nĩ gĩakwa.
12 I will not keep quiet about the parts of his body, or about his power, and the strength of his frame.
“Ndikwaga kwaria ũhoro wa ciĩga ciayo, o na wa hinya wayo, na wa ũthaka wayo.
13 Who has ever taken off his outer skin? who may come inside his inner coat of iron?
Nũũ ũngĩhota kũmĩaũra nguo yayo ya igũrũ? Nũũ ũngĩmĩkuhĩrĩria amĩĩkĩre matamu?
14 Who has made open the doors of his face? Fear is round about his teeth.
Nũũ ũngĩũmĩrĩria kũmĩathamia kanua, kau kaiyũrĩte magego ma kũmakania?
15 His back is made of lines of plates, joined tight together, one against the other, like a stamp.
Mũgongo wayo ũrĩ na ngo ciĩiganĩrĩire mĩhari, ikomanĩire ikanyiitana;
16 One is so near to the other that no air may come between them.
o ĩmwe ĩnyiitanĩte na ĩrĩa ĩngĩ, ũũ atĩ gũtirĩ rĩera rĩngĩtoonyera gatagatĩ ga cio.
17 They take a grip of one another; they are joined together, so that they may not be parted.
Igwatanĩtio hamwe irĩ nũmu; inyiitanĩte hamwe ũndũ itangĩtigithũkana.
18 His sneezings give out flames, and his eyes are like the eyes of the dawn.
Gũtiiha kwayo kũmenũkagia ũtheri; maitho mayo nĩ ta mĩrũri ya rũciinĩ gũgĩthererũka.
19 Out of his mouth go burning lights, and flames of fire are jumping up.
Imũrĩ cia mwaki ciumaga kanua-inĩ kayo; ĩrathũkagia thandĩ cia mwaki.
20 Smoke comes out of his nose, like a pot boiling on the fire.
Ĩrutaga ndogo na maniũrũ taarĩ nyũngũ ĩratherũka ĩhagĩrĩtwo igũrũ rĩa mwaki wa ithanjĩ.
21 His breath puts fire to coals, and a flame goes out of his mouth.
Mĩhũmũ yayo ĩgwatagia makara mwaki, naruo rũrĩrĩmbĩ rũkoima kanua kayo.
22 Strength is in his neck, and fear goes dancing before him.
Ngingo-inĩ yayo nĩho hinya wayo ũkoragwo, ũrĩa ũmakagia kĩrĩa gĩothe gĩtũnganaga nayo.
23 The plates of his flesh are joined together, fixed, and not to be moved.
Mĩgũtha ya nyama ciayo nĩmĩnyiitanu mũno; nĩ mĩrũmu ũũ atĩ ndĩngĩenyenyeka.
24 His heart is as strong as a stone, hard as the lower crushing-stone.
Ngoro yayo yũmĩte ta ihiga, ĩkooma ta ihiga rĩa gũthĩa rĩa na thĩ.
25 When he gets ready for the fight, the strong are overcome with fear.
Rĩrĩa yarahũka, arĩa marĩ hinya nĩmamakaga; mooraga ĩtanamahũũra.
26 The sword may come near him but is not able to go through him; the spear, or the arrow, or the sharp-pointed iron.
Gũtirĩ rũhiũ rwa njora rũngĩmĩĩka ũndũ, o na kana itimũ, kana mũguĩ, kana mĩcengi.
27 Iron is to him as dry grass, and brass as soft wood.
Harĩ Leviathani-rĩ, kĩgera no ta nyeki nyũmũ, nakĩo gĩcango no ta gĩcunjĩ kĩbuthu kĩa mũtĩ.
28 The arrow is not able to put him to flight: stones are no more to him than dry stems.
Mĩguĩ ndĩngĩtũma yũre; mahiga ma kĩgũtha no ta mũũngũ harĩ yo.
29 A thick stick is no better than a leaf of grass, and he makes sport of the onrush of the spear.
Harĩ yo njũgũma no ta gacunjĩ ka rũnyeki rũmũ; ĩthekagĩrĩra kũbĩrĩrĩka gwa itimũ.
30 Under him are sharp edges of broken pots: as if he was pulling a grain-crushing instrument over the wet earth.
Nda yayo nĩ ta rũgĩo rũrĩ na mageca; ĩtigaga ngururo ndaka-inĩ ta cia ngaari iria ikonyoraga ngano.
31 The deep is boiling like a pot of spices, and the sea like a perfume-vessel.
Ĩtũmaga iria kũrĩa kũriku gũtherũke ta nyũngũ, na ĩkoiruga iria ta nyũngũ ya maguta ma kwĩhaka.
32 After him his way is shining, so that the deep seems white.
Harĩa yagerera ĩtigaga mũhari ũkũhenia; mũndũ no eciirie atĩ ndia ĩrĩ na mbuĩ.
33 On earth there is not another like him, who is made without fear.
Gũtirĩ kĩndũ kĩngĩigananio nayo gũkũ thĩ; nĩ kĩũmbe gĩtarĩ guoya.
34 Everything which is high goes in fear of him; he is king over all the sons of pride.
Ĩnyũrũragia kĩrĩa gĩothe gĩĩtũũgagĩria; nĩyo mũthamaki wa kĩrĩa gĩothe gĩĩtĩĩaga.”
