Job 23
1 Sotheli Joob answeride, and seide,
Ningĩ Ayubu agĩcookia atĩrĩ:
2 Now also my word is in bitternesse, and the hond of my wounde is agreggid on my weilyng.
“O na ũmũthĩ gũteta gwakwa no kũrũrũ; guoko gwake nĩkũnditũhĩire o na ngĩcaayaga ũguo.
3 Who yyueth to me, that Y knowe, and fynde hym, and come `til to his trone?
Naarĩ korwo nĩnjũũĩ kũrĩa ingĩmuona; Naarĩ korwo no hote gũthiĩ kũrĩa aikaraga!
4 Y schal sette doom bifor hym, and Y schal fille my mouth with blamyngis;
Ingĩĩyarĩrĩria harĩ we, njiyũrie kanua gakwa ihooto.
5 that Y kunne the wordis, whiche he schal answere to me, and that Y vnderstonde, what he schal speke to me.
No nyende kũmenya ũrĩa angĩĩnjookeria, ndĩcũũranie ũrĩa angĩnjĩĩra.
6 Y nyle, that he stryue with me bi greet strengthe, nether oppresse me with the heuynesse of his greetnesse.
No anjũkĩrĩre na ũhoti wake mũnene? Aca, ndangĩhatĩrĩria na thitango.
7 Sette he forth equite ayens me, and my doom come perfitli to victorie.
Hau-rĩ, mũndũ mũrũngĩrĩru no atware ciira wake mbere yake, na niĩ njohorithio kuuma kũrĩ mũnjiirithia nginya tene.
8 If Y go to the eest, God apperith not; if Y go to the west, Y schal not vndurstonde hym; if Y go to the left side,
“No rĩrĩ, ingĩthiĩ mwena wa irathĩro, we ndarĩ kuo; ingĩthiĩ mwena wa ithũĩro, ndiramuona.
9 what schal Y do? Y schal not take hym; if Y turne me to the riyt side, Y schal not se hym.
Hĩndĩ ĩrĩa arĩ wĩra-inĩ mwena wa gathigathini, ndimuonaga; rĩrĩa athiĩ mwena wa gũthini, ndimuonaga o na hanini.
10 But he knowith my weie, and he schal preue me as gold, that passith thorouy fier.
Nowe-rĩ, nĩooĩ njĩra ĩrĩa ngeragĩra; aarĩkia kũngeria, ngoima haana o ta thahabu.
11 My foot suede hise steppis; Y kepte his weie, and Y bowide not awey fro it.
Magũrũ makwa moimĩte makinya make thuutha; nũmagĩrĩra njĩra yake itekwahũka na mwena.
12 Y yede not awei fro the comaundementis of hise lippis; and Y hidde in my bosum the wordis of his mouth.
Niĩ nditiganĩirie maathani ma mĩromo yake; njĩkĩrĩire ciugo cia kanua gake gũkĩra irio ciakwa cia o mũthenya.
13 For he is aloone, and no man may turne awei hise thouytis; and what euer thing he wolde, his wille dide this thing.
“No rĩrĩ, arũgamaga arĩ o wiki; nũũ ũngĩhota kũregana nake? Ekaga o ũrĩa ekwenda.
14 Whanne he hath fillid his wille in me, also many othere lijk thingis ben redi to hym.
Ahingagia ũndũ ũrĩa anduĩrĩire, na arĩ o na mĩbango mĩingĩ ta ĩyo anjigĩire.
15 And therfor Y am disturblid of his face, and Y biholdynge hym am anguyschid for drede.
Kĩu nĩkĩo gĩtũmĩte nyiitwo nĩ kĩmako ndĩ mbere yake; ndeciiria maũndũ macio mothe-rĩ, ngamwĩtigĩra.
16 God hath maad neische myn herte, and Almyyti God hath disturblid me.
Mũrungu nĩatũmĩte ngoro yakwa yũrwo nĩ hinya; ũcio Mwene-Hinya-Wothe nĩatũmĩte nyiitwo nĩ guoya.
17 For Y perischide not for derknessis neiyynge; nethir myist hilide my face.
No rĩrĩ, ndikirĩtio nĩ nduma, ĩĩ nduma ĩyo ndumanu ĩhumbĩrĩte ũthiũ wakwa.
