Job 13
1 "Look, my eye has seen all this. My ear has heard and understood it.
“Atĩrĩrĩ, maitho makwa nĩmonete maũndũ macio mothe, matũ makwa nĩmamaiguĩte na magataũkĩrwo nĩmo.
2 What you know, I know also. I am not inferior to you.
Ũrĩa mũũĩ o na niĩ nĩnjũũĩ; mũtirĩ oogĩ kũngĩra.
3 "Surely I would speak to Shaddai. I desire to reason with God.
No niĩ ndĩrenda kwaria na Mwene-Hinya-Wothe, na ngerirĩria gũciira na Mũrungu.
4 But you are forgers of lies. You are all physicians of no value.
No inyuĩ-rĩ, mũranjigĩrĩra ndeto cia maheeni; inyuothe mũrĩ athondekani a tũhũ!
5 Oh that you would be completely silent. Then you would be wise.
Naarĩ korwo mwakira ki! Ũndũ ũcio ũngĩtuĩka ũũgĩ harĩ inyuĩ.
6 Hear now my reasoning. Listen to the pleadings of my lips.
Na rĩrĩ, thikĩrĩriai kĩhooto gĩakwa; iguai gũthaithana kwa mĩromo yakwa.
7 Will you speak unrighteously for God, and talk deceitfully for him?
Kaĩ mũngĩaria ũũru mũkĩarĩrĩria Mũrungu? Kaĩ mũngĩaria maheeni igũrũ rĩake?
8 Will you show partiality to him? Will you contend for God?
Kaĩ mũngĩmuonia kĩmenyano? Kaĩ mũgũciirĩrĩra Mũrungu?
9 Is it good that he should search you out? Or as one deceives a man, will you deceive him?
Angĩmũtuĩria inyuĩ-rĩ, ũndũ ũcio no ũtuĩke mwega? No mũmũheenie ta ũrĩa mũngĩheenia mũndũ?
10 He will surely reprove you if you secretly show partiality.
Ti-itherũ no amũrũithie mũngĩtuĩka a kuonania kĩmenyano na hitho.
11 Shall not his majesty make you afraid, And his dread fall on you?
Hĩ, riiri wake ndũngĩmũmakia? Mũtingĩnyiitwo nĩ guoya nĩ ũndũ wake?
12 Your memorable sayings are proverbs of ashes, Your defenses are defenses of clay.
Mĩario yanyu ya ũũgĩ nĩ thimo hũthũ o ta mũhu; ihooto cianyu no ta kwĩgitĩra na rĩũmba.
13 "Be silent, leave me alone, that I may speak. Let come on me what will.
“Kirai ki, mũreke njarie; o ũrĩa ndĩrĩona-rĩ, rekei nyone.
14 Why should I take my flesh in my teeth, and put my life in my hand?
Nĩ kĩĩ gĩgũtũma ndĩtoonyie ũgwati-inĩ na ngaiga muoyo wakwa moko-inĩ makwa?
15 Look, he will kill me. I have no hope. Nevertheless, I will maintain my ways before him.
O na angĩnjũraga-rĩ, niĩ nowe ndĩrĩĩhokaga; na ti-itherũ nĩ ngatetera mĩthiĩre yakwa hau mbere yake.
16 This also shall be my salvation, that a godless man shall not come before him.
Ti-itherũ, ũndũ ũyũ noguo ũgaatuĩka wa kũũhonokia, nĩgũkorwo mũndũ ũtooĩ Ngai ndangĩũmĩrĩria gũũka mbere yake!
17 Hear diligently my speech. Let my declaration be in your ears.
Thikĩrĩriai wega ũhoro wakwa; matũ manyu nĩmakĩigue ũrĩa nguuga.
18 See now, I have set my cause in order. I know that I am righteous.
Ti-itherũ nĩhaarĩirie ciira wakwa, na nĩnjũũĩ nĩ nguoneka ndĩ wa kĩhooto.
19 Who is he who will contend with me? For then would I hold my peace and give up the spirit.
Nĩ kũrĩ mũndũ ũngĩhota gũũthitanga? Angĩkorwo nĩ kũrĩ-rĩ, no gũkira ngũkira ngue.
20 "Only do not do two things to me; then I will not hide myself from your face:
“Wee Ngai, ta kĩĩhe o maũndũ maya meerĩ, na ndigũcooka gũkwĩhitha:
21 withdraw your hand far from me; and do not let your terror make me afraid.
Atĩrĩ, eheria guoko gwaku, gũikare kũraya na niĩ, na ũtige kũũmakia na imakania ciaku.
22 Then call, and I will answer; or let me speak, and you answer me.
Ningĩ ũnjĩte na nĩngwĩtĩka, kana ũkĩreke njarie, nawe ũnjookerie.
23 How many are my iniquities and sins? Make me know my disobedience and my sin.
Nĩ mahĩtia na mehia maigana niĩ njĩkĩte? Nyonia ihĩtia na rĩĩhia rĩakwa.
24 Why hide you your face, and hold me for your enemy?
Ũraahitha ũthiũ waku nĩkĩ, na ũkandua thũ yaku?
25 Will you harass a driven leaf? Will you pursue the dry stubble?
Nĩũngĩnyamaria ithangũ rĩrahurutwo nĩ rũhuho? Nĩũgũtengʼerania na maragara momũ?
26 For you write bitter things against me, and make me inherit the iniquities of my youth:
Nĩgũkorwo nĩ wandĩkĩte maũndũ marũrũ ma kũnjũkĩrĩra, na ũkaangaĩra igai rĩa mehia ma ũnini wakwa.
27 You also put my feet in the stocks, and mark all my paths. You set a bound to the soles of my feet,
Wohaga magũrũ makwa na mĩnyororo; ũrangagĩra njĩra ciakwa ciothe na ũndũ wa gũcora njoro makinya ma magũrũ makwa.
28 though I am decaying like a rotten thing, like a garment that is moth-eaten.
“Nĩ ũndũ ũcio mũndũ amocaga ta kĩndũ kĩbuthĩte, agathira ta nguo ĩrĩĩtwo nĩ memenyi.
