Job 37
1 At this my heart trembles, beating rapidly within me!
“Ndaigua ũguo ngoro yakwa ĩgatumatuuma, na ĩkambarara ĩkoima handũ hayo.
2 Listen carefully to God's thunderous voice that rumbles as he speaks.
Thikĩrĩria! Thikĩrĩria mũraramo wa mũgambo wake, mũrurumo ũrĩa uumaga kanua gake.
3 He sends it across the heaven; his lightning flashes to the ends of the earth.
Arekagĩrĩria rũheni rwake rungu rwa igũrũ guothe na akarũtũma nginya ituri cia thĩ.
4 Then comes the roar of thunder, his majestic voice holding nothing back when he speaks.
Thuutha waruo gũũkaga mũgambo wa mũraramo wake; arurumaga na mũgambo wake mũkaru. Hĩndĩ ĩrĩa mũgambo wake waiguuo-rĩ, ndarigagĩrĩria heni.
5 God's thunderous voice is wonderful! We can't comprehend the great things he does!
Mũgambo wa Mũrungu ũrurumaga na njĩra ya magegania; ekaga maũndũ manene tũtangĩhota kũmenya.
6 He tells the snow to fall and the rain to pour down on the earth.
Eeraga tharunji atĩrĩ, ‘Gwa thĩ,’ nayo mbura ya rũthuthuũ akamĩĩra atĩrĩ, ‘Tuĩka mbura nene.’
7 By this he stops people working so that everyone can understand what he does.
Nĩatigithagia mũndũ o wothe wĩra wake nĩgeetha andũ othe ombĩte mamenye wĩra wake.
8 Even the animals take shelter and remain in their dens.
Nyamũ nacio nĩciĩhithaga; ciikaraga imamo-inĩ ciacio.
9 The south wind blows in storms, while the north wind blows in cold weather.
Kĩhuhũkanio kiumaga gĩikaro gĩakĩo, heho nayo ĩkoima rũhuho-inĩ rũkĩhurutana.
10 God's breath produces ice, freezing the surface of water solid.
Mĩhũmũ ya Mũrungu nĩĩthondekaga mbarabu, namo maaĩ harĩa maaramĩire makanyiitana.
11 He fills the clouds with moisture; he scatters his lightning from them.
Nĩaiyũragia matu na ũigũ; ahurunjaga rũheni rũkamatũrĩkia.
12 They swirl around under his control; they move over all the earth as he commands.
Mathiiaga magĩthiũrũrũkaga o kũrĩa angĩmeerekeria thĩ yothe, mageeke o ũrĩa wothe angĩmaatha.
13 He does this to accomplish his will, either to discipline or to show his goodness.
Arehaga matu macio nĩguo aherithie andũ, kana aihũgie thĩ yake na onanie wendani wake.
14 Listen to this, Job! Stop for a moment and consider the wonderful things God does.
“Ayubu, thikĩrĩria ũhoro ũyũ; tithĩria hau wĩcũũranie ũhoro wa magegania ma Mũrungu.
15 Do you know how God controls the clouds, or makes his lightning flash from them?
Wee nĩũũĩ ũrĩa Ngai aathaga matu, na ũrĩa atũmaga rũheni rwake rũhenũke?
16 Do you know how clouds float in the sky—the wonderful work of him who knows everything.
Wee nĩũũĩ ũrĩa matu macio macuurĩtio wega, magegania macio ma ũrĩa ũrĩ ũmenyo mũkinyanĩru?
17 You know how your clothes drip with sweat when the south wind brings air that is hot and heavy.
Wee ũringĩkaga nĩ ũrugarĩ wa nguo ciaku rĩrĩa bũrũri ũkirĩte ki hĩndĩ ya rũhuho rwa gũthini-rĩ,
18 Can you hammer out the sky so it becomes like a molten mirror, as he does?
no ũhote kũruta wĩra nake ũhoro-inĩ wa gũtambũrũkia matu mairũ, o macio momĩte o ta gĩcicio gĩa gĩcango?
19 So why don't you teach us what to tell God? We cannot make our case because we are in the dark!
“Ta twĩre ũrĩa twagĩrĩirwo nĩ kũmwĩra; tũtingĩhota gwĩciirĩra nĩ ũndũ wa nduma iitũ.
20 Should God be told that I want to speak? Anyone who wanted to would be destroyed!
Nĩagĩrĩire kwĩrwo atĩ nĩngwenda kwaria? Nĩ kũrĩ mũndũ o na ũ ũngiuga amerio?
21 After all, we can't look at the sun when it blazes brightly in the sky, after the wind has cleared away the clouds.
Rĩu-rĩ, gũtirĩ mũndũ ũngĩhota kũrora riũa, rĩcangararĩte kũu igũrũ thuutha wakuo kũhaatwo nĩ rũhuho gũgathera.
22 Out of the north God comes shining like gold, surrounded in awesome majesty.
Okaga kuuma mwena wa gathigathini arĩ na riiri ukengeete ta wa thahabu; Ngai okaga arĩ na ũkaru wa gwĩtigĩrwo.
23 We cannot approach the Almighty for he is far beyond us in power and justice, and doing right.
Ũcio Mwene-Hinya-Wothe-rĩ, tũtingĩhota kũmũkinyĩra, nĩatũũgĩrĩtio nĩ ũndũ wa ũhoti wake; tondũ wa ũrĩa arĩ wa kĩhooto na ũthingu mũnene-rĩ, ndahinyanagĩrĩria.
24 He does not act like a tyrant—no wonder people are in awe of him, though he does not value those who think they're wise.”
Nĩ ũndũ ũcio andũ nĩmamũtĩĩte, tondũ githĩ ndarũmbũyagia arĩa meyonaga ta marĩ oogĩ na ngoro ciao?”
