Ezekieli 9
1 Ningĩ ngĩigua agĩĩtana na mũgambo mũnene, akiuga atĩrĩ, “Rehei arangĩri a itũũra inene haha, o mũndũ arĩ na itharaita rĩa mbaara guoko-inĩ.”
And He crieth in mine ears — a loud voice — saying, 'Drawn near have inspectors of the city, and each his destroying weapon in his hand.'
2 Na niĩ ngĩona andũ atandatũ magĩũka moimĩte mwena wa kĩhingo kĩa rũgongo, kĩrĩa kĩrorete mwena wa gathigathini, o mũndũ arĩ na kĩndũ gĩa kũũragana guoko-inĩ. Makĩrehane na mũndũ ũngĩ ũmwe wehumbĩte nguo cia gatani na eyohete indo cia kwandĩka njohero. Nao magĩtoonya makĩrũgama mwena-inĩ wa kĩgongona kĩrĩa gĩa gĩcango.
And lo, six men are coming from the way of the upper gate, that is facing the north, and each his slaughter-weapon in his hand, and one man in their midst is clothed with linen, and a scribe's inkhorn at his loins, and they come in, and stand near the brazen altar.
3 Na rĩrĩ, riiri wa Ngai wa Isiraeli ũkĩambata uumĩte igũrũ rĩa makerubi, harĩa warĩ mbere, ũgĩthiĩ hingĩro-inĩ ya hekarũ. Ningĩ Jehova agĩĩta mũndũ ũcio wehumbĩte nguo cia gatani, o ũcio weyohete indo cia kwandĩka njohero,
And the honour of the God of Israel hath gone up from off the cherub, on which it hath been, unto the threshold of the house.
4 akĩmwĩra atĩrĩ, “Thiĩ ũtuĩkanie itũũra inene rĩa Jerusalemu, na wĩkĩre rũũri ithiithi cia arĩa marĩ na kĩeha, na magacakaya nĩ ũndũ wa maũndũ mothe marĩ magigi marĩa mekagwo kũu thĩinĩ warĩo.”
And He calleth unto the man who is clothed with linen, who hath the scribe's inkhorn at his loins, and Jehovah saith unto him, 'Pass on into the midst of the city, into the midst of Jerusalem, and thou hast made a mark on the foreheads of the men who are sighing and who are groaning for all the abominations that are done in its midst.'
5 O thikĩrĩirie ũguo, akĩĩra acio angĩ atĩrĩ, “Mũrũmĩrĩrei, mũtuĩkanĩrie itũũra rĩu inene mũũragane mũtekũiguanĩra tha kana gũcaayanĩra.
And to the others he said in mine ears, 'Pass on into the city after him, and smite; your eye doth not pity, nor do ye spare;
6 Ũragai athuuri, na aanake na airĩtu, na andũ-a-nja na ciana, no mũtikahutie mũndũ o na ũrĩkũ mwĩkĩre rũũri rũu. Ambĩrĩriai o haha hakwa haamũre.” Nĩ ũndũ ũcio makĩambĩrĩria na athuuri arĩa maarĩ hau mbere ya hekarũ.
aged, young man, and virgin, and infant, and women, ye do slay — to destruction; and against any man on whom [is] the mark ye do not go nigh, and from My sanctuary ye begin.'
7 Ningĩ akĩmeera atĩrĩ, “Thaahiai hekarũ ĩno na mũiyũrie nja ciayo andũ arĩa moragĩtwo. Thiĩi!” Nĩ ũndũ ũcio makiumagara, makĩambĩrĩria kũũragana kũu itũũra-inĩ inene.
And they begin among the aged men who [are] before the house, and He saith unto them, 'Defile the house, and fill the courts with the wounded, go forth.' And they have gone forth and have smitten in the city.
8 Hĩndĩ ĩrĩa mooraganaga niĩ ngĩtigwo ndĩ nyiki, ngĩĩgũithia, ngĩturumithia ũthiũ thĩ, ngĩrĩra, ngĩũria atĩrĩ, “Hĩ, Mwathani Jehova! Anga nĩũkũniina matigari mothe ma Isiraeli hĩndĩ ĩno ya gũitĩrĩria Jerusalemu mangʼũrĩ maku?”
And it cometh to pass, as they are smiting, and I — I am left — that I fall on my face, and cry, and say, 'Ah, Lord Jehovah, art Thou destroying all the remnant of Israel, in Thy pouring out Thy wrath on Jerusalem?'
9 Nake akĩnjookeria atĩrĩ, “Mehia ma nyũmba ya Isiraeli na ya Juda nĩ maingĩ magakĩra; bũrũri ũiyũrĩte ũiti wa thakame, narĩo itũũra inene rĩiyũrĩte ũhotomia wa kĩhooto. Moigaga atĩrĩ, ‘Jehova nĩatiganĩirie bũrũri ũyũ; Jehova ndarona.’
And He saith unto me, 'The iniquity of the house of Israel and Judah [is] very very great, and the land is full of blood, and the city hath been full of perverseness, for they have said: Jehovah hath forsaken the land, and Jehovah is not seeing.
10 Nĩ ũndũ ũcio-rĩ, Niĩ ndigacooka kũmaiguĩra tha kana kũmacaaĩra, no nĩngamacookereria ũrĩa mekĩte.”
And I also, Mine eye doth not pity, nor do I spare; their way on their own head I have put.'
11 Ningĩ mũndũ ũcio wehumbĩte nguo cia gatani, na akeoha indo cia wandĩki njohero, agĩcookia ndũmĩrĩri, akiuga atĩrĩ, “Nĩnjĩkĩte o ta ũrĩa wathanire.”
And lo, the man clothed with linen, at whose loins [is] the inkhorn, is bringing back word, saying, 'I have done as Thou hast commanded me.'
