Job 5
1 Call, I pray thee—is there one to answer thee? Or, to which of the holy ones, wilt thou turn?
“Wenda gwĩtana, ĩtana, no rĩrĩ, nũũ ũngĩgwĩtĩka? Nĩ ũrĩkũ wa arĩa atheru ũngĩũrĩra kũrĩ we?
2 For, to the foolish man, death is caused by vexation, and, the simple one, is slain by jealousy.
Rũngʼathio rũũragaga kĩrimũ, naguo ũiru ũkooraga mũndũ ũrĩa mũkĩĩgu.
3 I, have seen the foolish taking root, and then hath his home decayed, in a moment:
Niĩ mwene nĩnyonete kĩrimũ gĩkĩgĩa na mĩri, no-o rĩmwe nyũmba yakĩo ĩkĩrumwo.
4 His children are far removed from safety, and they are crushed in the gate, and there is none to deliver:
Ciana ciake nĩiraihanĩrĩirie na ũgitĩri, ihatĩrĩirio igooti-inĩ itarĩ na mũndũ wa gũciciirĩrĩra.
5 Whose harvest, the hungry, eateth up, and, even out of thorn hedges, he taketh it, and the snare gapeth for their substance.
Ũrĩa mũhũtu arĩĩaga magetha make, amoyaga o na marĩ mĩigua-inĩ, nao arĩa anyootu makahũmagĩra ũtonga wao.
6 For sorrow, cometh not forth out of the dust, —nor, out of the ground, sprouteth trouble.
Nĩgũkorwo hatĩka ndĩkunũkaga kuuma thĩ, kana thĩĩna ũkamera tĩĩri-inĩ.
7 Though, man, to trouble, were born, as, sparks, on high, do soar,
No rĩrĩ, mũndũ aciaragwo arĩ wa kuonaga thĩĩna, o ta ũrĩa na ma thandĩ cia mwaki irathũkaga na igũrũ.
8 Yet indeed, I, would seek unto El, and, unto Elohim, would I set forth any cause: —
“No rĩrĩ, korwo nĩ niĩ ingĩthaitha Mũrungu; ingĩneana ciira wakwa kũrĩ we.
9 Who doeth great things, beyond all search, —Wondrous things, till they cannot be recounted;
We ekaga maũndũ ma magegania marĩa mataangĩmenyeka, na akaringa ciama itangĩtarĩka.
10 Who giveth rain, upon the face of the earth, and sendeth forth waters, over the face of the open fields;
Nĩwe uuragĩria thĩ mbura; na nĩwe ũrehagĩra bũrũri maaĩ.
11 Setting the lowly on high, and, mourners, are uplifted to safety;
Arĩa menyiihagia nĩwe ũmatũũgagĩria, nao arĩa marĩ na kĩeha moyagwo na igũrũ makagitĩrwo.
12 Who doth frustrate the schemes of the crafty, that their hands cannot achieve abiding success;
Nĩwe ũthaatagia mĩbango ya arĩa marĩ waara, nĩgeetha moko mao matikagĩe na ũhootani.
13 Who captureth the wise in their own craftiness, yea the headlong counsel of the crooked:
Nĩanyiitaga arĩa oogĩ waara-inĩ wao, namo mathugunda ma arĩa oingumania akaameheria biũ.
14 By day, they encounter darkness, and, as though it were night, they grope at high noon.
Nduma ĩmakoraga kũrĩ o mũthenya; mũthenya barigici makahambataga taarĩ ũtukũ.
15 But he saveth from the sword, out of their mouth, and, out of the hand of the strong, the needy.
Nĩahonokagia arĩa abatari kuuma kũrĩ rũhiũ rwa njora rũrĩa rũrĩ tũnua-inĩ twao; amahonokagia moko-inĩ ma arĩa marĩ hinya.
16 Thus to the poor hath come hope, and, perversity, hath shut her mouth.
Nĩ ũndũ ũcio athĩĩni makagĩa na kĩĩrĩgĩrĩro, naguo ciira ũtarĩ wa kĩhooto ũgatumia kanua.
17 Lo! how happy is the man whom God correcteth! Therefore, the chastening of the Almighty, do not thou refuse;
“Kũrathimwo nĩ mũndũ ũrĩa ũrũngagwo nĩ Ngai; nĩ ũndũ ũcio ndũkamene irũithia rĩa Mwene-Hinya-Wothe.
18 For, he, woundeth that he may bind up, He smiteth through, that, his own hands, may heal.
Nĩgũkorwo nĩaguraranagia, no rĩrĩ, acookaga akooha nguraro ĩyo wega; nĩatiihanagia, no moko make no mo mahonanagia.
19 In six troubles, he will rescue thee, and, in seven, there shall smite thee no misfortune:
Nĩagagũteithũra harĩ mĩtino ĩtandatũ; o na ĩrĩ mũgwanja-rĩ, gũtirĩ ũũru ũgaagũkora.
20 In famine, he will ransom thee from death, and in battle from the power of the sword;
Hĩndĩ ya ngʼaragu nĩagagũkũũra kuuma kũrĩ gĩkuũ, ningĩ hĩndĩ ya mbaara agũkũũre ndũkooragwo na rũhiũ rwa njora.
21 During the scourge of the tongue, shalt thou be hid, neither shalt thou be afraid of destruction when it cometh;
Nĩũkagitĩrwo harĩ rũcamiũ rwa rũrĩmĩ, na ndũgetigĩra hĩndĩ ĩrĩa mwanangĩko ũgooka.
22 At destruction and at hunger, shalt thou laugh, and, of the wild beast of the earth, be not thou afraid;
Nĩũgathekerera mwanangĩko na ngʼaragu, na ndũgetigĩra nyamũ cia gũkũ thĩ.
23 For, with the stones of the field, shall be thy covenant, and, the wild beast of the field, hath been made thy friend;
Nĩgũkorwo nĩũkagĩa na kĩrĩkanĩro na mahiga ma werũ-inĩ, nacio nyamũ cia gĩthaka itũũre irĩ na thayũ nawe.
24 And thou shalt know that, at peace, is thy tent, and shalt visit thy fold, and miss nothing;
Nawe ũikarage ũũĩ atĩ hema yaku nĩ ngitĩre; nawe nĩũkooya ithabu rĩa indo ciaku ũkore hatirĩ kĩndũ kĩũrĩte.
25 And thou shalt know, that numerous is thy seed, and, thine offspring, like the young shoots of the field.
Nĩũkamenya atĩ ciana ciaku nĩikaingĩha, nacio njiaro ciaku cingĩhe o ta nyeki ya gũkũ thĩ.
26 Thou shalt come, yet robust, to the grave, as a stack of sheaves mounteth up in its season.
Ũgaathiĩ mbĩrĩra-inĩ ũrĩ o na hinya, ũhaana ta itĩĩa cia ngano ĩgethetwo hĩndĩ ya magetha.
27 Lo! as for this, we have searched it out—so, it is, Hear it, and know, thou, for thyself.
“Nĩtũtuĩrĩtie ũhoro ũyũ, na nĩ wa ma. Nĩ ũndũ ũcio kĩũigue na ũũmenye wee mwene.”
