Job 23
1 Then Job answered and said,
Ningĩ Ayubu agĩcookia atĩrĩ:
2 Even to day is my complaint bitter: my stroke is heavier than my groaning.
“O na ũmũthĩ gũteta gwakwa no kũrũrũ; guoko gwake nĩkũnditũhĩire o na ngĩcaayaga ũguo.
3 Oh that I knew where I might find him! that I might come even to his seat!
Naarĩ korwo nĩnjũũĩ kũrĩa ingĩmuona; Naarĩ korwo no hote gũthiĩ kũrĩa aikaraga!
4 I would order my cause before him, and fill my mouth with arguments.
Ingĩĩyarĩrĩria harĩ we, njiyũrie kanua gakwa ihooto.
5 I would know the words which he would answer me, and understand what he would say unto me.
No nyende kũmenya ũrĩa angĩĩnjookeria, ndĩcũũranie ũrĩa angĩnjĩĩra.
6 Will he plead against me with his great power? No; but he would put strength in me.
No anjũkĩrĩre na ũhoti wake mũnene? Aca, ndangĩhatĩrĩria na thitango.
7 There the righteous might dispute with him; so should I be delivered for ever from my judge.
Hau-rĩ, mũndũ mũrũngĩrĩru no atware ciira wake mbere yake, na niĩ njohorithio kuuma kũrĩ mũnjiirithia nginya tene.
8 Behold, I go forward, but he is not there; and backward, but I cannot perceive him:
“No rĩrĩ, ingĩthiĩ mwena wa irathĩro, we ndarĩ kuo; ingĩthiĩ mwena wa ithũĩro, ndiramuona.
9 On the left hand, where he does work, but I cannot behold him: he hides himself on the right hand, that I cannot see him:
Hĩndĩ ĩrĩa arĩ wĩra-inĩ mwena wa gathigathini, ndimuonaga; rĩrĩa athiĩ mwena wa gũthini, ndimuonaga o na hanini.
10 But he knows the way that I take: when he has tried me, I shall come forth as gold.
Nowe-rĩ, nĩooĩ njĩra ĩrĩa ngeragĩra; aarĩkia kũngeria, ngoima haana o ta thahabu.
11 My foot has held his steps, his way have I kept, and not declined.
Magũrũ makwa moimĩte makinya make thuutha; nũmagĩrĩra njĩra yake itekwahũka na mwena.
12 Neither have I gone back from the commandment of his lips; I have esteemed the words of his mouth more than my necessary food.
Niĩ nditiganĩirie maathani ma mĩromo yake; njĩkĩrĩire ciugo cia kanua gake gũkĩra irio ciakwa cia o mũthenya.
13 But he is in one mind, and who can turn him? and what his soul desires, even that he does.
“No rĩrĩ, arũgamaga arĩ o wiki; nũũ ũngĩhota kũregana nake? Ekaga o ũrĩa ekwenda.
14 For he performs the thing that is appointed for me: and many such things are with him.
Ahingagia ũndũ ũrĩa anduĩrĩire, na arĩ o na mĩbango mĩingĩ ta ĩyo anjigĩire.
15 Therefore am I troubled at his presence: when I consider, I am afraid of him.
Kĩu nĩkĩo gĩtũmĩte nyiitwo nĩ kĩmako ndĩ mbere yake; ndeciiria maũndũ macio mothe-rĩ, ngamwĩtigĩra.
16 For God makes my heart soft, and the Almighty troubles me:
Mũrungu nĩatũmĩte ngoro yakwa yũrwo nĩ hinya; ũcio Mwene-Hinya-Wothe nĩatũmĩte nyiitwo nĩ guoya.
17 Because I was not cut off before the darkness, neither has he covered the darkness from my face.
No rĩrĩ, ndikirĩtio nĩ nduma, ĩĩ nduma ĩyo ndumanu ĩhumbĩrĩte ũthiũ wakwa.
