Mark 15
1 And forthwith, in the morning, the chief priests with the Elders and the Scribes, and the whole Sanhedrim, held a consultation. And they bound Jesus, and led him away, and delivered him over to Pilate the president.
Na rĩrĩ, rũciinĩ tene, athĩnjĩri-Ngai arĩa anene na athuuri, na arutani a watho, na Kĩama gĩothe magĩtua ũrĩa megwĩka. Makĩoha Jesũ, makĩmũtwara, makĩmũneana kũrĩ Pilato.
2 And Pilate asked him: Art thou the king of the Jews? He replied and said to him: Thou hast said.
Nake Pilato akĩmũũria atĩrĩ, “Wee nĩwe Mũthamaki wa Ayahudi?” Nake Jesũ akĩmũcookeria atĩrĩ, “Ĩĩ, ũguo woiga nĩguo.”
3 And the chief priests accused him of many things.
Nao athĩnjĩri-Ngai arĩa anene makĩmũthitangĩra maũndũ maingĩ.
4 And Pilate again questioned him, and said to him: Makest thou no reply? See how much they testify against thee!
Nĩ ũndũ ũcio Pilato akĩmũũria o rĩngĩ atĩrĩ, “Kaĩ wee ũtarĩ na ũndũ ũgũcookia? Ta rora maũndũ marĩa mothe maragũthitangĩra.”
5 But Jesus gave no answer; so that Pilate wondered.
No Jesũ ndaigana gũcookia ũndũ, nake Pilato akĩgega.
6 And it was his custom, at each festival, to release to them one prisoner, whom they might desire.
Na rĩrĩ, kwarĩ mũtugo hĩndĩ ya Iruga rĩu rĩa Bathaka, Pilato nĩamohoragĩra mwohwo ũmwe, o ũrĩa andũ mangĩetirie.
7 And there was one named Bar Abas, who was confined with the movers of sedition, who had committed murder in the insurrection.
Na nĩ kwarĩ mũndũ ũmwe wetagwo Baraba woohetwo hamwe na arĩa maambĩrĩirie ngũĩ ya gũũkĩrĩra thirikari na makooraga andũ thĩinĩ wa mbũkĩrĩra ĩyo.
8 And the people clamored, and began to demand, that he should do to them as he was accustomed.
Nakĩo kĩrĩndĩ kĩnene gĩgĩthiĩ harĩ Pilato, gĩkĩmũũria eeke o ũrĩa aamenyerete gwĩka.
9 And Pilate answered, and said: Will ye, that I release to you the king of the Jews?
Pilato akĩmooria atĩrĩ, “Nĩ mũkwenda ndĩmuohorere mũthamaki wa Ayahudi?”
10 For Pilate knew that the chief priests, from envy, had delivered him up.
Nĩgũkorwo nĩamenyaga atĩ athĩnjĩri-Ngai arĩa anene maaneanĩte Jesũ kũrĩ we nĩ ũndũ wa ũiru.
11 But the chief priests further persuaded the multitudes, that Bar Abas should be released to them.
No rĩrĩ, athĩnjĩri-Ngai arĩa anene makĩringĩrĩria kĩrĩndĩ kĩu kĩĩre Pilato ohore Baraba handũ ha Jesũ.
12 And Pilate said to them: What will ye, therefore, that I do to him whom ye call king of the Jews?
Pilato akĩmooria atĩrĩ, “Mũgũkĩenda njĩke atĩa na mũndũ ũyũ mwĩtaga mũthamaki wa Ayahudi?”
13 And they again cried out: Crucify him.
Nao makĩanĩrĩra, makiuga atĩrĩ, “Mwambe mũtĩ igũrũ!”
14 And Pilate said to them: But what evil hath he done? And they cried out the more: Crucify him.
Nake Pilato akĩmooria atĩrĩ, “Nĩkĩ? Nĩ ngero ĩrĩkũ agerete?” No-o magĩkĩrĩrĩria kwanĩrĩra, makiugaga atĩrĩ, “Mwambe mũtĩ igũrũ!”
15 And Pilate was willing to gratify the wishes of the multitudes; and he released to them Bar Abas; and, having scourged Jesus, he delivered him to them to be crucified.
Na tondũ nĩendaga gũkenia kĩrĩndĩ kĩu, Pilato akĩmohorera Baraba. Akĩhũũrithia Jesũ iboko, agĩcooka akĩmũneana akambwo mũtĩ igũrũ.
16 And the soldiers led him into the hall which was the Praetorium; and they called together the whole regiment;
Nacio thigari igĩtwara Jesũ gĩikaro-inĩ kĩa barũthi (na nĩkĩo gĩetagwo Puratoria); igĩcookanĩrĩria mbũtũ yothe ya thigari.
17 and they clothed him in purple, and braided a crown of thorns and put upon him;
Ikĩmũhumba nguo ndaaya ya rangi wa ndathi, igĩcooka igĩtuma thũmbĩ ya mĩigua, ikĩmwĩkĩra mũtwe.
18 and began to salute him with, " Hail, king of the Jews!"
Ikĩambĩrĩria kũmũnyũrũria, ikĩmwĩraga atĩrĩ, “Ũkĩrĩ mũhoro, wee mũthamaki wa Ayahudi?”
19 And they smote him on the head with a reed and spit in his face, and bowed upon their knees and worshipped him.
Ikĩmũhũũra na rũthanju mũtwe maita maingĩ ikĩmũtuagĩra mata. Ikĩĩgũithia thĩ mbere yake, ikĩmũturagĩria ndu ta ikũmũhooya.
20 And having mocked him, they divested him of the purple, and clothed him in his own garments, and led him forth to crucify him.
Na ciarĩkia kũmũnyũrũria-rĩ, ikĩmũruta nguo ĩyo ndaaya ya rangi wa ndathi, ikĩmũhumba nguo ciake mwene. Igĩcooka ikĩmuumagaria ikamwambe mũtĩ igũrũ.
21 And they compelled a passer-by, Simon the Cyrenian, the father of Alexander and Rufus, who was coming from the fields, to bear his cross.
Na marĩ njĩra thigari ikĩnyiita mũndũ wahĩtũkaga akiuma mĩgũnda-inĩ, wetagwo Simoni wa kuuma Kurene, ithe wa Alekisandero na Rufusi, na ikĩmũkuuithia mũtharaba wa Jesũ na hinya.
22 And they brought him to Golgotha, the place which is interpreted a Skull.
Igĩgĩkinyia Jesũ handũ harĩa heetagwo Gologotha (ũguo nĩ kuuga Handũ hahaana ta Ihĩndĩ rĩa Mũtwe).
23 And they gave him to drink wine in which myrrh was mixed; and he would not receive it.
Ningĩ igĩcooka ikĩmũhe ndibei ĩtukanĩtio na manemane, nake Jesũ akĩrega kũmĩnyua.
24 And when they had crucified him, they divided his garments; and cast the lot upon them, what each should take.
Igĩkĩmwamba mũtĩ igũrũ. Ikĩgayana nguo ciake, na ũndũ wa gũcicuukĩra mĩtĩ nĩguo imenye o ĩrĩa mũndũ egũkuua.
25 And it was the third hour when they crucified him.
Kwarĩ thaa ithatũ cia rũciinĩ rĩrĩa ciamwambire mũtĩ igũrũ.
26 And the cause of his death was written in the inscription: THIS IS THE KING OF THE JEWS.
Ũndũ ũrĩa aathitangĩirwo wandĩkĩtwo atĩrĩ, “Ũyũ nĩwe MŨTHAMAKI WA AYAHUDI.”
27 And they crucified with him two robbers, the one on his right hand, and the other on his left.
Ningĩ ikĩamba atunyani eerĩ hamwe nake, ũmwe mwena wake wa ũrĩo, nake ũcio ũngĩ mwena wake wa ũmotho.
28 And the scripture was fulfilled which saith: He was accounted among the wicked.
(Namo Maandĩko makĩhingio marĩa moigaga atĩrĩ, “Aataranĩirio na andũ arĩa aagarari watho.”)
29 And they also that passed by, reviled him; and, nodding their heads, they said: Aha, thou that destroyest the temple and buildest it in three days,
Andũ arĩa maahĩtũkagĩra hau nĩmamũrumaga makĩinagia mĩtwe yao, makoiga atĩrĩ, “Hĩ! Wee ũngĩratharirie hekarũ na ũmĩake na mĩthenya ĩtatũ-rĩ,
30 rescue thyself, and come down from the cross.
harũrũka uume mũtharaba-inĩ ũcio, wĩhonokie!”
31 And so also the chief priests, jeering one with another, and the Scribes, said: He gave life to others, his own life he cannot save.
O ũndũ ũmwe athĩnjĩri-Ngai arĩa anene, na arutani a watho nĩmamũnyũrũragia, makerana atĩrĩ, “Nĩarahonokagia arĩa angĩ, no ndangĩhota kwĩhonokia we mwene.
32 Let Messiah, the king of the Jews, now descend from the cross, that we may see it and believe in him. And those also who were crucified with him, derided him.
Kristũ ũyũ, Mũthamaki wa Isiraeli-rĩ, ta nĩakĩharũrũke rĩu oime mũtharaba-inĩ, nĩguo tuone twĩtĩkie.” O nao arĩa maambanĩirio hamwe nake, makĩmũruma.
33 And when the sixth hour was come, there was darkness over all the land until the ninth hour.
Na rĩrĩ, thaa thita cia mũthenya ciakinya, bũrũri wothe ũkĩgĩa nduma nginya thaa kenda.
34 And at the ninth hour, Jesus cried with a loud voice, and said: Il, Il, lemono shebakthone; that is: My God, my God; why hast thou forsaken me?
Na thaa kenda Jesũ akĩgũthũka na mũgambo mũnene, akiuga atĩrĩ, “Eloi, Eloi, lama sabakithani?” naguo ũguo nĩ kuuga atĩrĩ, “Ngai wakwa, Ngai wakwa, wandiganĩria nĩkĩ?”
35 And some of them that stood by, when they heard it, said: He calleth for Elijah.
Rĩrĩa andũ amwe a arĩa marũngiĩ hau maiguire ũguo, makiuga atĩrĩ, “Ta thikĩrĩriai agĩĩta Elija.”
36 And one ran and filled a sponge with vinegar, and tied it on a reed, to offer him drink. And they said: Desist; let us see if Elijah will come to take him down.
Mũndũ ũmwe agĩtengʼera, agĩtobokia thibũnji thiki-inĩ akĩmĩthecerera kamũrangi-inĩ akĩhe Jesũ anyue. Akiuga atĩrĩ, “Tiganai nake. Rekei tuone kana Elija nĩegũũka kũmũcuurũria mũtharaba-inĩ.”
37 And Jesus cried with a loud voice, and expired.
Nake Jesũ agĩkaya aanĩrĩire, agĩtuĩkana.
38 And the curtain of the door of the temple was rent, from the top to the bottom.
Nakĩo gĩtambaya kĩa hekarũ gĩgĩatũkana icunjĩ igĩrĩ kuuma igũrũ nginya thĩ.
39 And when the centurion, who was standing near him, saw that he so cried and expired, he said: Verily, this was the Son of God.
Na rĩrĩa mũnene-wa-thigari-igana, ũrĩa warũngiĩ hau mangʼethanĩire, aiguire ũrĩa akaya na akĩona ũrĩa akua, akiuga atĩrĩ, “Ti-itherũ mũndũ ũyũ oima Mũrũ wa Ngai!”
40 And there were women looking on, from a distance, Mary Magdalena, and Mary the mother of James the less and of Joses, and Salome;
Nĩ haarĩ na atumia meeroragĩra marĩ haraaya. Ũmwe wao aarĩ Mariamu Mũmagidali, na Mariamu nyina wa Jakubu ũrĩa warĩ Mũnini na wa Jose, na Salome.
41 who, when he was in Galilee adhered to him, and ministered to him; and many other women, who had come up with him to Jerusalem.
Rĩrĩa aarĩ Galili, atumia aya nĩo maamũrũmagĩrĩra na makamũtungatagĩra. Ningĩ hau nĩ haarĩ na atumia angĩ aingĩ arĩa mookĩte nake Jerusalemu.
42 And, as it was the eve of preparation, which precedeth the sabbath,
Na tondũ kwarĩ Mũthenya wa Kwĩhaarĩria (nĩguo mũthenya ũrĩa wĩ mbere ya Thabatũ), gwakuhĩrĩria hwaĩ-inĩ-rĩ,
43 Joseph of Ramath, an honorable counsellor, who also himself waited for the kingdom of God, came, and assuming courage, went to Pilate, and begged the body of Jesus.
Jusufu wa Arimathea, mũndũ warĩ igweta mũno Kĩama-inĩ gĩa athuuri, na we mwene nĩeetagĩrĩra ũthamaki wa Ngai, agĩthiĩ kũrĩ Pilato na ũcamba, akĩhooya etĩkĩrio akuue mwĩrĩ wa Jesũ.
44 And Pilate wondered that he should be already dead. And he called the centurion, and inquired if he had been any time dead.
Nake Pilato akĩgega aigua atĩ Jesũ nĩarĩkĩtie gũkua. Agĩĩta mũthigari ũrĩa mũnene-wa-thigari-igana, akĩmũũria kana Jesũ nĩarĩkĩtie gũkua.
45 And when he learned it, he gave his body to Joseph.
Rĩrĩa aamenyithirio nĩ mũnene ũcio wa thigari igana atĩ nĩguo kwarĩ, agĩĩtĩkĩria Jusufu akuue mwĩrĩ ũcio.
46 And Joseph bought fine linen, and took it down, and wrapped it in the linen, and deposited it in a sepulchre that was hewed in a rock, and rolled a stone against the door of the sepulchre.
Nĩ ũndũ ũcio Jusufu akĩgũra taama wa gatani, agĩcuurũria mwĩrĩ ũcio. Akĩũkũnja na taama ũcio wa gatani, agĩthiĩ akĩũiga thĩinĩ wa mbĩrĩra yenjetwo rwaro-inĩ rwa ihiga. Agĩcooka akĩgaragaria ihiga rĩkĩhinga mũromo wa mbĩrĩra ĩyo.
47 And Mary Magdalena and Mary the mother of Joses saw where he was laid.
Nake Mariamu Mũmagidali na Mariamu ũrĩa nyina wa Jose makĩona harĩa aigirwo.
