Zechariah 5
1 And Y was conuertid, and reiside myn iyen, and siy, and lo! a book fleynge.
Ningĩ ngĩcooka ngĩtiira maitho, na rĩrĩ, hau mbere yakwa ngĩona ibuku-rĩa-gĩkũnjo rĩombũkaga rĩera-inĩ.
2 And he seide to me, What seest thou? And Y seide, Lo! Y se a book fleynge; the lengthe therof was of twenti cubitis, and the breede therof of ten cubitis.
Nake akĩnjũũria atĩrĩ, “Nĩ kĩĩ ũroona?” Na niĩ ngĩmũcookeria atĩrĩ, “Ndĩrona ibuku-rĩa-gĩkũnjo rĩrombũka rĩera-inĩ, rĩrĩ na ũraihu wa mĩkono mĩrongo ĩĩrĩ na wariĩ wa mĩkono ikũmi.”
3 And he seide to me, This is the curs, that goith on the face of al erthe; for ech theef schal be demed, as it is writun there; and ech man swerynge, schal be demyd of this also.
Nake akĩnjĩĩra atĩrĩ, “Gĩkĩ nĩ kĩrumi kĩrĩa gĩgũtambũrũka bũrũri wothe; nĩgũkorwo kũringana na ũrĩa mwena ũmwe warĩo wandĩkĩtwo, mũici o wothe no nginya agaathaamio, naguo mwena ũcio ũngĩ warĩo ũkandĩkwo atĩrĩ, ũrĩa wothe wĩhĩtaga na maheeni nĩagathaamio.
4 Y schal lede out it, seith the Lord of oostis, and it schal come to the hous of a theef, and to the hous of hym that swerith falsli in my name; and it schal dwelle in myddil of hys hous, and schal waaste hym, and hise trees, and hise stoonys.
Jehova Mwene-Hinya-Wothe ekuuga atĩrĩ, ‘Nĩngatũma kĩrumi kĩu, nakĩo nĩgĩgatoonya nyũmba ya mũici na nyũmba ya ũrĩa wĩhĩtaga na maheeni akĩgwetaga rĩĩtwa rĩakwa. Gĩgaikara nyũmba yake na kĩmĩanange yothe, kĩanange mbaũ ciayo na mahiga mayo.’”
5 And the aungel wente out, that spak in me, and seide to me, Reyse thin iyen, and se, what this thing is, that goith out.
Ningĩ mũraika ũrĩa wanjaragĩria akiumĩra akĩnjĩĩra atĩrĩ, “Tiira maitho wone nĩ kĩĩ gĩkĩ kĩroimĩra.”
6 And Y seide, What is it? And he seide, This is a pot goyng out. And he seide, This is the iye of hem in al erthe.
Ngĩmũũria atĩrĩ, “Nĩ kĩĩ gĩkĩ?” Nake akĩnjookeria atĩrĩ, “Nĩ gĩkabũ gĩa gũthima.” Agĩcooka akiuga atĩrĩ, “Ũyũ nĩguo waganu wa andũ, ũrĩa ũrĩ bũrũri wothe.”
7 And lo! a talent of leed was borun; and lo! a womman sittynge in myddil of the pot.
Nakĩo gĩkunĩko gĩa kĩgera gĩgĩkunũrwo, na rĩrĩ, hau thĩinĩ wa gĩkabũ ngĩona mũndũ-wa-nja waikarĩte thĩ ho.
8 And he seide, This is vnpite, ether vnfeithfulnesse. And he castide doun hir in myddil of the pot, and sente a gobet of leed in to the mouth therof.
Nake akiuga atĩrĩ, “Ũyũ nĩwe Nyawaganu,” nake akĩmũcookia thĩinĩ wa gĩkabũ na agĩgĩkunĩka na gĩkunĩko kĩu gĩa kĩgera.
9 And Y reiside myn iyen, and siy, and lo! twei wymmen goynge out, and a spirit in wyngis of hem; and thei hadden wyngis as wyngis of a kite, and reisiden the pot bitwixe heuene and erthe.
Ngĩcooka ngĩtiira maitho, na rĩrĩ, hau mbere yakwa ngĩona andũ-a-nja eerĩ, mareretio nĩ rũhuho; tondũ maarĩ na mathagu ta ma njũũ, makĩoya gĩkabũ kĩu magĩgĩtwara rĩera-inĩ.
10 And Y seide to the aungel that spak in me, Whidur beren these the pot?
Ngĩũria mũraika ũcio wanjaragĩria atĩrĩ, “Maratwara gĩkabũ kĩu kũ?”
11 And he seide to me, That an hous be bildid therto in the lond of Sennaar, and be stablischid, and set there on his foundement.
Nake akĩnjookeria atĩrĩ, “Maragĩtwara bũrũri wa Babuloni magagĩakĩre nyũmba kuo. Yarĩka-rĩ, gĩkabũ kĩu makĩige kuo handũ hakĩo.”
