Proverbs 9
1 Wisdom has built her house, She has hewn out her pillars—seven.
Ũũgĩ nĩakĩte nyũmba yake; nĩaicũhĩtie itugĩ ciayo mũgwanja.
2 She has slaughtered her slaughter, She has mingled her wine, Indeed, she has arranged her table.
Nĩahaarĩirie nyama, na akahaarĩria ndibei, o na akaara metha yake.
3 She has sent forth her girls, She cries on the tops of the high places of the city:
Nĩatũmĩte ndungata ciake cia airĩtu nja, na nĩaretana arĩ harĩa hatũũgĩru mũno itũũra-inĩ rĩrĩa inene, akoiga atĩrĩ:
4 “Who [is] simple? Let him turn aside here.” Whoever lacks heart: she has said to him,
“Andũ arĩa othe matarĩ na ũũgĩ nĩmoke gũkũ!” Ningĩ akeera andũ arĩa maagĩĩte ũtaũku atĩrĩ,
5 “Come, eat of my bread, And drink of the wine I have mingled.
Ũkai mũrĩe irio ciakwa, na mũnyue ndibei ĩrĩa ndĩmũthondekeire.
6 Forsake the simple and live, And be blessed in the way of understanding.”
Tiganai na mĩthiĩre yanyu ĩtarĩ ya ũũgĩ, na nĩmũgũtũũra muoyo; cookai gũthiiaga na njĩra ya ũtaũku.
7 The instructor of a scorner Is receiving for it—shame, And a reprover of the wicked—his blemish.
“Ũrĩa wothe ũtaaraga mũnyũrũrania eĩtagĩria irumi; na ũrĩa wothe ũkaanagia mũndũ mwaganu egĩĩragĩra njono.
8 Do not reprove a scorner, lest he hate you, Give reproof to the wise, and he loves you.
Ndũkanataare mũnyũrũrania, nĩguo ndagagũthũũre; kaania mũndũ mũũgĩ, nake nĩegũkwenda.
9 Give to the wise, and he is wiser still, Make known to the righteous, And he increases learning.
Taara mũndũ mũũgĩ na nĩegũkĩrĩrĩria kũũhĩga; mũndũ mũthingu mũrute, na nĩekuongerera ũũgĩ wake.
10 The commencement of wisdom [is] the fear of YHWH, And a knowledge of the Holy Ones [is] understanding.
“Kĩambĩrĩria kĩa ũũgĩ nĩ gwĩtigĩra Jehova, na kũmenya Ũrĩa Mũtheru nĩkuo gũtaũkĩrwo.
11 For by me your days multiply, And years of life are added to you.
Nĩgũkorwo nĩ ũndũ wakwa matukũ maku nĩmakaingĩha, na wongererwo mĩaka ya gũtũũra muoyo.
12 If you have been wise, you have been wise for yourself, And you have scorned—you bear [it] alone.
Ũngĩkorwo ũrĩ mũũgĩ-rĩ, ũũgĩ waku nĩũgakũguna; na ũngĩkorwo ũrĩ mũnyũrũrania-rĩ, we nowe ũkaanyariirĩka.”
13 A foolish woman [is] noisy, Simple, and has not known what.
Mũndũ-wa-nja ũrĩa wĩtagwo Mũkĩĩgu nĩ wa inegene; we ndarĩ mũtugo, na ndarĩ ũmenyo.
14 And she has sat at the opening of her house, On a throne—the high places of the city,
Aikaraga thĩ mũrango-inĩ wa nyũmba yake, agaikarĩra gĩtĩ harĩa hatũũgĩru mũno itũũra-inĩ rĩrĩa inene,
15 To call to those passing by the way, Who are going straight [on] their paths.
ageetaga arĩa marehĩtũkĩra, arĩa marethiĩra na njĩra ciao.
16 “Who [is] simple? Let him turn aside here.” And whoever lacks heart—she said to him,
Ameeraga atĩrĩ, “Andũ arĩa othe matarĩ na ũũgĩ nĩmoke gũkũ!” Nao arĩa maagĩĩte ũtaũku akameera atĩrĩ:
17 “Stolen waters are sweet, And hidden bread is pleasant.”
“Maaĩ ma kũiya marĩ mũrĩo; o na irio iria irĩĩagĩrwo hitho-inĩ irĩ cama!”
