Job 10
1 My soule is cut off though I liue: I wil leaue my complaint vpon my selfe, and wil speake in the bitternesse of my soule.
“Nĩthũire gũtũũra muoyo ũyũ; nĩ ũndũ ũcio ndikũhingĩrĩria mateta makwa, o na nĩ ngwaria nĩ ũndũ wa ũrĩa ngoro yakwa ĩrĩ na marũrũ.
2 I will say vnto God, Condemne mee not: shew me, wherefore thou contendest with mee.
Ngwĩra Ngai atĩrĩ: Tiga kũndua mwĩhia, no nyonia kĩrĩa ũrandũithĩria.
3 Thinkest thou it good to oppresse me, and to cast off the labour of thine handes, and to fauour the counsel of the wicked?
Kaĩ ũkenagio nĩ kũũhinyĩrĩria, ũgathũũra wĩra wa moko maku, o rĩrĩa ũrakenera mathugunda ma andũ arĩa aaganu?
4 Hast thou carnall eyes? or doest thou see as man seeth?
Kaĩ maitho maku marĩ o ta maitho ma andũ? Kaĩ muonere waku ũhaana o ta wa mũndũ?
5 Are thy dayes as mans dayes? or thy yeres, as the time of man,
Kaĩ matukũ maku maigana ta ma andũ, kana mĩaka yaku ĩkaigana o ta ya mũndũ,
6 That thou inquirest of mine iniquitie, and searchest out my sinne?
nĩguo ũcarĩrĩrie mahĩtia makwa, o na ũtuĩragie mehia makwa,
7 Thou knowest that I can not do wickedly: for none can deliuer me out of thine hand.
o na gũtuĩka wee nĩũũĩ atĩ ndiĩhĩtie, na ũkamenya atĩ gũtirĩ mũndũ ũngĩhota kũũhonokia moko-inĩ maku?
8 Thine handes haue made me, and fashioned mee wholy rounde about, and wilt thou destroy me?
“Moko maku nĩmo maathondekire na makĩnyũmba. Rĩu nĩũgũkĩgarũrũka ũnyanange?
9 Remember, I pray thee, that thou hast made me as the clay, and wilt thou bring me into dust againe?
Ririkana atĩ wanyũũmbire ta rĩũmba. Rĩu ũgũcooka ũndue rũkũngũ rĩngĩ?
10 Hast thou not powred me out as milke? and turned me to cruds like cheese?
Githĩ ndwanjitire ta iria, na ũgĩcooka ũkĩĩmatia ta maguta marĩo,
11 Thou hast clothed me with skin and flesh, and ioyned me together with bones and sinewes.
ũkĩĩhumbĩra na nyama na gĩkonde, na ũkĩohania mahĩndĩ na mĩkiha yakwa hamwe.
12 Thou hast giuen me life, and grace: and thy visitation hath preserued my spirit.
Nĩwaaheire muoyo o na ũkĩnyonia ũtugi waku; naguo ũmenyereri waku nĩguo ũtũirie roho wakwa.
13 Though thou hast hid these things in thine heart, yet I knowe that it is so with thee.
“No nĩwahithire maũndũ maya ngoro-inĩ yaku, na nĩnjũũĩ no warĩ na ũndũ ũyũ meciiria-inĩ maku:
14 If I haue sinned, then thou wilt streightly looke vnto me, and wilt not holde mee giltlesse of mine iniquitie.
Ingĩehirie wee nĩwanyonaga, na ndũngĩagire kũũherithia nĩ ũndũ wa wĩhia wakwa.
15 If I haue done wickedly, wo vnto me: if I haue done righteously, I will not lift vp mine head, being full of confusion, because I see mine affliction.
Kaĩ akorwo nĩnjĩhĩtie ndĩ na haaro-ĩ! O na ingĩiguĩka ndiĩkĩte ũũru, ndingĩhota gũtiira mũtwe wakwa, nĩgũkorwo njiyũrĩtwo nĩ thoni, na ngarikĩra mathĩĩna-inĩ makwa.
16 But let it increase: hunt thou me as a lyon: returne and shew thy selfe marueilous vpon me.
Ingĩtiira mũtwe wakwa-rĩ, wee ũnjeemaga o ta mũrũũthi, na ningĩ ũkonania ũhoti waku mũnene wa kũnjũkĩrĩra.
17 Thou renuest thy plagues against me, and thou increasest thy wrath against me: changes and armies of sorowes are against me.
Nĩũndeheire aira angĩ manjũkĩrĩre, na nĩwongereire marakara maku igũrũ rĩakwa; mbũtũ ciaku ikanjũkĩrĩra o ta makũmbĩ ma maaĩ marũmanĩrĩire.
18 Wherfore then hast thou brought me out of the wombe? Oh that I had perished, and that none eye had seene me!
“Nĩ kĩĩ gĩatũmire ũndute nda ya maitũ? Naarĩ korwo ndakuire itoneetwo nĩ maitho ma mũndũ o na ũmwe.
19 And that I were as I had not bene, but brought from the wombe to the graue!
Naarĩ korwo ndiaciarirwo, kana korwo ndaciarirwo njerekeirio mbĩrĩra!
20 Are not my dayes fewe? let him cease, and leaue off from me, that I may take a litle comfort,
Githĩ matukũ makwa o na marĩ manini matikirie gũthira? Tigana na niĩ nĩguo ngĩe na gĩkeno gwa kahinda kanini,
21 Before I goe and shall not returne, euen to the land of darkenesse and shadow of death:
kamũira thiĩte kũrĩa mũndũ athiiaga na ndacooke, bũrũri wa nduma, o nduma nene ya gĩkuũ,
22 Into a land, I say, darke as darknes it selfe, and into the shadow of death, where is none order, but the light is there as darkenesse.
o bũrũri ũrĩa ũtukũ wakuo ũrĩ mũtumanu mũno, bũrũri wa nduma ya gĩkuũ, na ũtarĩ kĩhaarĩro, kũrĩa o na ũtheri ũhaana o ta nduma.”
