Job 8
1 And Bildad the Shuhite answers and says:
Nake Bilidadi ũrĩa Mũshuhi agĩcookia, akĩũria atĩrĩ:
2 “Until when do you speak these things? And a strong wind—sayings of your mouth?
“Nĩ nginya rĩ ũgũikara ũkĩaragia maũndũ ta macio? Ciugo ciaku no ta inegene rĩa rũhuho rũkĩhurutana.
3 Does God pervert judgment? And does the Mighty One pervert justice?
Mũrungu-rĩ, nĩogomagia ciira wa kĩhooto? Ũcio Mwene-Hinya-Wothe nĩogomagia ũndũ ũrĩa ũrĩ wa ma?
4 If your sons have sinned before Him, And He sends them away, By the hand of their transgression,
Rĩrĩa ciana ciaku ciamwĩhĩirie-rĩ, nĩacirekereirie iherithio nĩ ũndũ wa mehia ma cio.
5 If you seek for God early, And make supplication to the Mighty,
No rĩrĩ, wee ũngĩcũthĩrĩria Mũrungu na wĩthaithanĩrĩre harĩ Ũcio Mwene-Hinya-Wothe,
6 If you [are] pure and upright, Surely now He wakes for you, And has completed The habitation of your righteousness.
ũngĩkorwo ũrĩ mũtheru na mũrũngĩrĩru-rĩ, o na rĩu no arahũke nĩ ũndũ waku nĩguo agũcookie handũ harĩa hakwagĩrĩire.
7 And your beginning has been small, And your latter end is very great.
O na gũtuĩka kĩambĩrĩria gĩaku no kĩoneke kĩrĩ kĩnini, thuutha-inĩ nĩũkagaacĩra mũno.
8 For inquire, please, of a former generation, And prepare for a search of their fathers,
“Ũria ũhoro harĩ njiarwa cia tene, na ũtuĩrie maũndũ marĩa maithe mao meerutire,
9 For we [are] of yesterday, and we do not know, For our days [are] a shadow on earth.
nĩgũkorwo ithuĩ tũraciarirwo o ro ira na tũtirĩ ũndũ tũũĩ, namo matukũ maitũ ma gũikara gũkũ thĩ no ta kĩĩruru.
10 Do they not show you—speak to you, And from their heart bring forth words?
Acio githĩ to makũrute na makũhe ũhoro? Acio githĩ to maarie ũhoro marĩ na ũmenyo?
11 Does a rush rise without a marsh? A reed increase without water?
Irura-rĩ, no rĩkũre handũ hatarĩ itomboya? Ithanjĩ-rĩ, no rĩtheereme handũ hatarĩ maaĩ?
12 While it [is] in its budding—uncropped, Even before any herb it withers.
Rĩngĩkũrĩra handũ hatarĩ maaĩ rĩũmaga narua gũkĩra nyeki, o na rĩtakinyĩte rĩa gũtuuo.
13 So [are] the paths of all forgetting God, And the hope of the profane perishes,
Ũcio nĩguo mũthia wa arĩa othe mariganagĩrwo nĩ Mũrungu; ũguo no ta guo mwĩhoko wa arĩa matooĩ Ngai ũthiraga.
14 Whose confidence is loathsome, And the house of a spider his trust.
Kĩrĩa ehokete no kĩndũ kĩhũthũ; kĩrĩa egiritanagia nakĩo no ta rũrenda rwa mbũmbũĩ.
15 He leans on his house—and it does not stand, He takes hold on it—and it does not abide.
Etiiranagia na rũrenda rwake, naruo rũgatuĩka; akenyiitĩrĩra harĩ ruo, no rũtingĩmũtiirĩrĩra.
16 He [is] green before the sun, And over his garden his branch goes out.
Ahaana ta mũtĩ ũitĩrĩirio maaĩ wega ũrĩ riũa-inĩ, ũtambũrũkĩtie thuuna ciaguo mũgũnda-inĩ;
17 His roots are wrapped by a heap, He looks for a house of stones.
mĩri yaguo ĩĩthiororokeirie kĩhumbu kĩa mahiga, na ĩcaragia ha kwĩgwatĩrĩra rwaro-inĩ rwa mahiga.
18 If [one] destroys him from his place, Then it has feigned concerning him, I have not seen you!
No rĩrĩa wakũũrwo harĩa ũraarĩ-rĩ, handũ hau hagakaana mũtĩ ũcio, hakoiga atĩrĩ, ‘Niĩ ndirĩ ndakuona.’
19 Behold, this [is] the joy of His way, And from the dust others spring up.
Ti-itherũ muoyo waguo ũmaga ũgathira, naho hau tĩĩri-inĩ ũcio hagakũra mĩtĩ ĩngĩ.
20 Behold, God does not reject the perfect, Nor takes hold on the hand of evildoers.
“Ti-itherũ Mũrungu ndangĩrega mũndũ ũtarĩ ũcuuke, kana ekĩre moko ma arĩa mekaga ũũru hinya.
21 While He fills your mouth with laughter, And your lips with shouting,
Na rĩrĩ, no arĩiyũria kanua gaku mĩtheko, nayo mĩromo yaku yanĩrĩre nĩ gũkena.
22 Those hating you put on shame, And the tent of the wicked is not!”
Thũ ciaku nĩikahumbwo thoni, nacio hema cia arĩa aaganu itigacooka kuonwo.”
