Proverbs 9
1 Wisdom hath builded her house, She hath hewn out her pillars — seven.
Ũũgĩ nĩakĩte nyũmba yake; nĩaicũhĩtie itugĩ ciayo mũgwanja.
2 She hath slaughtered her slaughter, She hath mingled her wine, Yea, she hath arranged her table.
Nĩahaarĩirie nyama, na akahaarĩria ndibei, o na akaara metha yake.
3 She hath sent forth her damsels, She crieth on the tops of the high places of the city:
Nĩatũmĩte ndungata ciake cia airĩtu nja, na nĩaretana arĩ harĩa hatũũgĩru mũno itũũra-inĩ rĩrĩa inene, akoiga atĩrĩ:
4 'Who [is] simple? let him turn aside hither.' Whoso lacketh heart: she hath said to him,
“Andũ arĩa othe matarĩ na ũũgĩ nĩmoke gũkũ!” Ningĩ akeera andũ arĩa maagĩĩte ũtaũku atĩrĩ,
5 'Come, eat of my bread, And drink of the wine I have mingled.
Ũkai mũrĩe irio ciakwa, na mũnyue ndibei ĩrĩa ndĩmũthondekeire.
6 Forsake ye, the simple, and live, And be happy in the way of understanding.
Tiganai na mĩthiĩre yanyu ĩtarĩ ya ũũgĩ, na nĩmũgũtũũra muoyo; cookai gũthiiaga na njĩra ya ũtaũku.
7 The instructor of a scorner Is receiving for it — shame, And a reprover of the wicked — his blemish.
“Ũrĩa wothe ũtaaraga mũnyũrũrania eĩtagĩria irumi; na ũrĩa wothe ũkaanagia mũndũ mwaganu egĩĩragĩra njono.
8 Reprove not a scorner, lest he hate thee, Give reproof to the wise, and he loveth thee.
Ndũkanataare mũnyũrũrania, nĩguo ndagagũthũũre; kaania mũndũ mũũgĩ, nake nĩegũkwenda.
9 Give to the wise, and he is wiser still, Make known to the righteous, And he increaseth learning.
Taara mũndũ mũũgĩ na nĩegũkĩrĩrĩria kũũhĩga; mũndũ mũthingu mũrute, na nĩekuongerera ũũgĩ wake.
10 The commencement of wisdom [is] the fear of Jehovah, And a knowledge of the Holy Ones [is] understanding.
“Kĩambĩrĩria kĩa ũũgĩ nĩ gwĩtigĩra Jehova, na kũmenya Ũrĩa Mũtheru nĩkuo gũtaũkĩrwo.
11 For by me do thy days multiply, And added to thee are years of life.
Nĩgũkorwo nĩ ũndũ wakwa matukũ maku nĩmakaingĩha, na wongererwo mĩaka ya gũtũũra muoyo.
12 If thou hast been wise, thou hast been wise for thyself, And thou hast scorned — thyself bearest [it].
Ũngĩkorwo ũrĩ mũũgĩ-rĩ, ũũgĩ waku nĩũgakũguna; na ũngĩkorwo ũrĩ mũnyũrũrania-rĩ, we nowe ũkaanyariirĩka.”
13 A foolish woman [is] noisy, Simple, and hath not known what.
Mũndũ-wa-nja ũrĩa wĩtagwo Mũkĩĩgu nĩ wa inegene; we ndarĩ mũtugo, na ndarĩ ũmenyo.
14 And she hath sat at the opening of her house, On a throne — the high places of the city,
Aikaraga thĩ mũrango-inĩ wa nyũmba yake, agaikarĩra gĩtĩ harĩa hatũũgĩru mũno itũũra-inĩ rĩrĩa inene,
15 To call to those passing by the way, Who are going straight [on] their paths.
ageetaga arĩa marehĩtũkĩra, arĩa marethiĩra na njĩra ciao.
16 'Who [is] simple? let him turn aside hither.' And whoso lacketh heart — she said to him,
Ameeraga atĩrĩ, “Andũ arĩa othe matarĩ na ũũgĩ nĩmoke gũkũ!” Nao arĩa maagĩĩte ũtaũku akameera atĩrĩ:
17 'Stolen waters are sweet, And hidden bread is pleasant.'
“Maaĩ ma kũiya marĩ mũrĩo; o na irio iria irĩĩagĩrwo hitho-inĩ irĩ cama!”
