Kĩambĩrĩria 37
1 Jakubu nĩatũũrire bũrũri-inĩ ũrĩa ithe aaikarĩte, nĩguo bũrũri wa Kaanani.
Jacob settled down and lived in Canaan as his father had done.
2 Ũyũ nĩguo ũhoro wa Jakubu. Jusufu arĩ mwanake mũnini wa mĩaka ikũmi na mũgwanja aarĩithagia mbũri marĩ na ariũ a ithe, na ariũ a Biliha, na ariũ a Zilipa, atumia a ithe, nake agĩtwarĩra ithe wao ũhoro mũũru ũkoniĩ ariũ a ithe.
This is the story of Jacob and his family. Joseph was seventeen, and helped look after the flock with his brothers, the sons of Bilhah and Zilpah, his father's wives. Joseph told his father about some of the bad things his brothers were doing.
3 Na rĩrĩ, Isiraeli nĩendeete Jusufu gũkĩra ariũ arĩa angĩ ake othe, tondũ aamũciarire arĩ mũkũrũ; na nĩamũtumithĩirie kanjũ ya goro ngʼemie wega mũno.
Israel loved Joseph more than any of his other sons, because Joseph had been born to him when he was already old. He made a colorful robe with long sleeves for Joseph.
4 Na rĩrĩa ariũ a ithe moonire atĩ ithe nĩamwendete kũmakĩra-rĩ, makĩmũmena na matingĩamwarĩirie kiugo o na kĩmwe kĩega.
When his brothers noticed that their father loved him more than any of them, they hated him and had nothing good to say about him.
5 Ũtukũ ũmwe Jusufu nĩarootire kĩroto, na rĩrĩa eerire ariũ a ithe ũhoro wakĩo, makĩmũmena makĩria.
Joseph had a dream, and when he told his brothers about it, they hated him even more.
6 Akĩmeera atĩrĩ, “Thikĩrĩriai ũhoro wa kĩroto gĩkĩ ndootete:
“Listen to this dream I had,” he told them.
7 Tũrohaga itĩĩa cia ngano tũrĩ mũgũnda-inĩ, na o rĩmwe gĩtĩĩa gĩakwa kĩrehaanda na igũrũ, nacio itĩĩa cianyu irathiũrũrũkĩria gĩakwa, na irakĩinamĩrĩra.”
“We were tying up bundles of grain out in the fields when all of a sudden my bundle stood up, and your bundles came over and bowed down to it.”
8 Ariũ a ithe makĩmũũria atĩrĩ, “Anga nĩũrenda gũtũthamakĩra? Anga ti-itherũ nĩũgatwatha?” Nao magĩkĩrĩrĩria kũmũmena nĩ ũndũ wa kĩroto kĩu gĩake, na nĩ ũndũ wa ciugo ciake.
“Do you really think you're going to be our king?” they asked. “Do you honestly believe you're going to rule over us?” They hated him even more because of his dream and how he described it.
9 Ningĩ Jusufu akĩroota kĩroto kĩngĩ, na akĩĩra ariũ a ithe ũhoro wakĩo. Akĩmeera atĩrĩ, “Thikĩrĩriai, nĩndĩrarootire kĩroto kĩngĩ, na ihinda rĩĩrĩ, ndĩrarootire riũa, na mweri, na njata ikũmi na ĩmwe ikĩnyinamĩrĩra.”
Then he had another dream told his brothers about it. “Listen, I had another dream,” he explained. “The sun and moon and eleven stars were bowing down before me.”
10 Rĩrĩa eerire ithe o na ariũ a ithe ũhoro ũcio, ithe akĩmũkũma, akĩmũũria atĩrĩ, “Nĩ kĩroto kĩa mũthemba ũrĩkũ kĩu ũrotete? Anga nyũkwa, na niĩ, na ariũ a thoguo nĩtũgooka, na tũinamĩrĩre thĩ mbere yaku?”
He also told his father as well as his brothers, and his father told him off, saying, “What's this dream that you've had? Are we—I and your mother and brothers—really going to come and bow down to the ground before you?”
11 Ariũ a ithe nĩmamũiguĩrĩire ũiru, no ithe agĩikara agĩĩciiragia ũhoro wa irooto icio.
Joseph's brothers became jealous of him, but his father puzzled over the meaning of the dream.
12 Na rĩrĩ, ariũ a ithe nĩmathiĩte kũrĩithia mbũri cia ithe wao gũkuhĩ na Shekemu,
One day Joseph's brothers took their father's flocks to graze near Shechem.
13 nake Isiraeli akĩĩra Jusufu atĩrĩ, “O ta ũrĩa ũũĩ, ariũ a thoguo nĩmararĩithia mbũri gũkuhĩ na Shekemu. Ũka, nĩngũgũtũma kũrĩ o.” Nake akĩmũcookeria, akĩmwĩra atĩrĩ, “Ũguo noguo.”
Israel told Joseph, “Your brothers are looking after the sheep near Shechem. Get ready because I want you to go and see them.” “I'll do it,” Joseph replied.
14 Nĩ ũndũ ũcio Isiraeli akĩmwĩra atĩrĩ, “Thiĩ ũkarore kana ariũ a thoguo marĩ o ho o wega, o ũndũ ũmwe na mbũri, na ũnjookerie ũhoro.” Nake akĩmũtũma kuuma Gĩtuamba-inĩ kĩa Hebironi. Rĩrĩa Jusufu aakinyire Shekemu,
So he told him, “Off you go and see how your brothers and the flocks are doing, and come back and let me know.” So he sent him off. Joseph set out from the Hebron Valley,
15 mũndũ ũmwe akĩmuona akĩũrũũra mĩgũnda-inĩ, akĩmũũria atĩrĩ, “Nĩ kĩĩ ũracaria?”
and arrived in Shechem. A man there found him wandering about in the field, so he asked him, “What are you looking for?”
16 Nake Jusufu agĩcookia atĩrĩ, “Nĩ ariũ a baba ndĩracaria. No ũnjĩĩre kũrĩa mararĩithia mbũri ciao?”
“I'm looking for my brothers,” Joseph replied. “Can you please tell me where they're looking after the flock?”
17 Mũndũ ũcio akĩmũcookeria atĩrĩ, “Nĩmoimĩte gũkũ. Ndĩraiguire makiuga atĩrĩ, ‘Rekei tũthiĩ Dothani.’” Nĩ ũndũ ũcio Jusufu akĩrũmĩrĩra ariũ a ithe, na akĩmakora hakuhĩ na Dothani.
“They've already left,” the man replied. “I heard them say, ‘Let's go to Dothan.’” So Joseph followed his brothers and caught up with them at Dothan.
18 No makĩmuona arĩ haraaya, na ataanakinya harĩa maarĩ, magĩciirĩra kũmũũraga.
But they saw him coming way off in the distance, and before he got to them, they made plans to kill him.
19 Makĩĩrana atĩrĩ, “Mũroti ũrĩa nĩokĩte!
“Look, here comes the Lord of Dreams!” they said to each other.
20 Ũkai; rekei tũmũũrage na tũmũikie irima rĩmwe rĩa maya, na tuuge atĩ nĩ nyamũ njũru ĩmũrĩĩte. Nĩtũkĩone ũrĩa irooto icio ciake ikaahinga.”
“Come on, let's kill him and throw him into one of the pits. We'll say that some wild animal has eaten him. Then we'll see what happens to his dreams!”
21 No rĩrĩa Rubeni aiguire ũguo, akĩgeria kũhonokia Jusufu kuuma moko-inĩ mao. Akiuga atĩrĩ, “Rekei tũtige kũmũũraga.
When Reuben heard all this, he tried to save Joseph from them.
22 Mũtigaite thakame. Mũikiei irima-inĩ rĩĩrĩ rĩ gũkũ werũ-inĩ, no mũtikamwĩke ũũru.” Rubeni oigaga ũguo nĩgeetha amũhonokie kuuma kũrĩ o, nĩguo amũcookie kũrĩ ithe.
“Let's not attack and kill him,” he suggested. “Don't murder him, just throw him into this pit here in the desert. You don't need to be guilty of violence.” Reuben said this so that he could come back later and rescue Joseph from them and take him home to his father.
23 Na rĩrĩa Jusufu aakinyire harĩ ariũ a ithe, makĩmũruta kanjũ yake ĩrĩa eekĩrĩte, o ĩrĩa yarĩ ya goro na ngʼemie wega mũno.
So when Joseph arrived, his brothers ripped off his robe—the colorful long-sleeved robe he was wearing—
24 Makĩmũnyiita, makĩmũikia irima rĩu. Na rĩrĩ, irima rĩu rĩarĩ rĩũmũ; rĩtiarĩ na maaĩ.
grabbed him and threw him into a pit. (The pit was empty—it didn't have any water in it.)
25 Magĩcooka magĩikara thĩ kũrĩa irio ciao, magĩtiira maitho makĩona gĩkundi kĩnene kĩa Aishumaeli gĩgĩũka kiumĩte Gileadi. Ngamĩĩra ciao ciakuuithĩtio mahuti manungi wega, na ũbani, na ũũkĩ-wa-ngoma ũrĩa wĩtagwo manemane, na maikũrũkĩte mathiĩ matware indo icio Misiri.
They were just sitting down to have a meal when they saw a caravan of Ishmaelites coming from Gilead. Their camels were carrying aromatic spices, balm, and myrrh to take to Egypt.
26 Juda akĩĩra ariũ a ithe atĩrĩ, “Nĩ uumithio ũrĩkũ tũkuona tũngĩũraga mũrũ wa ithe witũ na tũhithe gĩkuũ gĩake?
“What's the point of killing our brother?” Judah asked his brothers. “Then we'd have to cover up his death!
27 Rekei tũmwenderie Aishumaeli aya, no tũtikamwĩke ũũru na moko maitũ, tondũ ũyũ nĩ mũrũ wa ithe witũ, tũrĩ a mũthiimo ũmwe na thakame o ĩmwe.” Nao ariũ a ithe magĩtĩkĩra.
Instead, why don't we sell him to these Ishmaelites? We don't have to kill him. After all he's our brother, our own flesh and blood.” His brothers agreed.
28 Nĩ ũndũ ũcio hĩndĩ ĩrĩa onjorithia acio Amidiani maahĩtũkagĩra hau, ariũ a ithe makĩruta Jusufu irima, na makĩmwendia cekeri mĩrongo ĩĩrĩ cia betha kũrĩ Aishumaeli acio, nao makĩmũtwara Misiri.
So when the Ishmaelites (who were traders from Midian) came by, they pulled Joseph out of the pit and sold him to them for twenty pieces of silver. The Ishmaelites took him to Egypt.
29 Rĩrĩa Rubeni aacookire irima-inĩ na akĩona atĩ Jusufu ndaarĩ ho, agĩtembũranga nguo ciake.
When Reuben came back later and looked into the pit, Joseph was gone. He tore his clothes in grief.
30 Agĩcooka kũrĩ ariũ a ithe akĩmeera atĩrĩ, “Kamwana karĩa gatirĩ ho! Niĩ ngwĩka atĩa?”
He returned to his brothers. “The boy's gone!” he moaned. “What am I going to do now?”
31 Nao makĩoya kanjũ ya Jusufu, magĩthĩnja mbũri na magĩtobokia kanjũ ĩyo thĩinĩ wa thakame ĩyo.
They slaughtered a goat and dipped Joseph's robe in the blood.
32 Magĩcooka makĩoya kanjũ ĩyo yagemetio, makĩmĩtwarĩra ithe wao makĩmwĩra atĩrĩ, “Kanjũ ĩno nĩ kũmĩona tũramĩonire. Mĩrore wega wone kana hihi nĩ kanjũ ĩrĩa ya mũrũguo.”
Then they sent the colorful robe to their father with the message, “We found this. Please examine it and see if it's your son's robe or not.”
33 Nake akĩmĩmenya, akiuga atĩrĩ, “Nĩ kanjũ ya mũrũ wakwa! Nyamũ njũru nĩĩmũrĩĩte. Ti-itherũ Jusufu nĩarĩkĩtie kũũragwo, agatambuurwo icunjĩ.”
His father recognized it right away and said, “This is my son's robe! Some wild animal must have eaten him. Poor Joseph has been ripped to pieces, no doubt about it!”
34 Ningĩ Jakubu agĩtembũranga nguo ciake, agĩĩkĩra nguo ya ikũnia, na agĩcakaĩra mũriũ matukũ maingĩ.
Jacob tore his clothes in grief and dressed in sackcloth. He mourned the death of his son for a long time.
35 Ariũ ake othe na airĩtu ake magĩũka kũmũhooreria, no akĩrega kũhoorerio, akiuga atĩrĩ, “Aca! Ngathiĩ mbĩrĩra kũrĩ mũrũ wakwa ngĩrĩraga.” Nĩ ũndũ ũcio ithe agĩthiĩ na mbere kũmũrĩrĩra. (Sheol h7585)
All his sons and daughters tried to console him, but he rejected their attempts. “No,” he said, “I will go down into my grave mourning for my son.” So Joseph's father went on weeping for him. (Sheol h7585)
36 Nao Amidiani acio makĩendia Jusufu kũu Misiri kũrĩ Potifaru, ũmwe wa anene a Firaũni, nake aarĩ mũrũgamĩrĩri wa arangĩri a Firaũni.
In the meantime the Ishmaelites had arrived in Egypt and had sold Joseph to Potiphar. Potiphar was one of Pharaoh's officers, the captain of the guard.
