Jeremiah 45

1 The word which Jeremiah the prophet spake, unto Baruch son of Neriah, —when he had written these words upon a book, from the mouth of Jeremiah, in the fourth year of Jehoiakim son of Josiah, king of Judah saying—

Ũũ nĩguo mũnabii Jeremia eerire Baruku mũrũ wa Neria, mwaka-inĩ wa kana wa wathani wa Jehoiakimu mũrũ wa Josia mũthamaki wa Juda, thuutha wa Baruku kwandĩka ũhoro ũrĩa Jeremia aamwĩraga andĩke ibuku-inĩ rĩa gĩkũnjo:

2 Thus, saith Yahweh, God of Israel, Unto thee, O Baruch, —

“Ũũ nĩguo Jehova, Ngai wa Isiraeli, arakwĩra wee Baruku:

3 Thou didst say, Surely woe to me! For Yahweh hath added sorrow unto my pain, —I am weary with my moaning, And rest, have I not found!

Woigire atĩrĩ, ‘Kaĩ ndĩ na haaro-ĩ! Jehova nĩanyongereire kĩeha igũrũ rĩa ruo rũrĩa ndĩ naruo; nĩnogetio nĩ gũcaaya, na ngaaga ũhurũko.’”

4 Thus, shalt thou say unto him Thus, saith Yahweh, —Lo! what I had built, I am pulling down, And what I had planted, I am rooting up, —And that is, all the land:

Jehova oigire atĩrĩ, “Mwĩre atĩrĩ: ‘Ũũ nĩguo Jehova ekuuga: Nĩngangʼaũrania kĩrĩa njakĩte, na munye kĩrĩa haandĩte bũrũri-inĩ ũyũ wothe.

5 Wouldst, thou, then seek to secure for thyself great things? Do not seek! For behold me! bringing in calamity upon all flesh, Declareth Yahweh, Nevertheless I will give thee thine own life as a spoil, in all places whithersoever thou goest.

No ũgĩcooke wĩcarĩrie maũndũ manene? Tiga kũmacaria. Nĩgũkorwo nĩngarehithĩria andũ othe mwanangĩko, ũguo nĩguo Jehova ekuuga, no rĩrĩ, kũrĩa guothe ũrĩthiiaga nĩngatũma wĩthare ũhonokie muoyo waku.’”