Jeremia 20
1 Rĩrĩa Pashuri ũrĩa mũthĩnjĩri-Ngai, mũrũ wa Imeri, o ũcio warĩ mũnene wa arĩa angĩ kũu hekarũ-inĩ ya Jehova, aiguire Jeremia akĩratha maũndũ macio-rĩ,
And Pashhur son of Immer the priest — who also [is] overseer, leader in the house of Jehovah — heareth Jeremiah prophesying these things,
2 agĩathana Jeremia ũcio mũnabii ahũũrwo na oohererwo magũrũ ndungu-inĩ hau Kĩhingo-inĩ kĩa Rũgongo kĩa Benjamini, o kũu hekarũ-inĩ ya Jehova.
and Pashhur smiteth Jeremiah the prophet, and putteth him unto the stocks, that [are] by the high gate of Benjamin, that [is] by the house of Jehovah.
3 Mũthenya ũcio warũmĩrĩire, rĩrĩa Pashuri aamuohorithirie ndungu magũrũ, Jeremia akĩmwĩra atĩrĩ, “Rĩĩtwa rĩrĩa Jehova agũtuĩte ti Pashuri, no ũrĩĩtagwo Magori-Misabibu.
and it cometh to pass on the morrow, that Pashhur bringeth out Jeremiah from the stocks, and Jeremiah saith unto him, 'Not Pashhur hath Jehovah called thy name, but — Magor-Missabib.
4 Nĩ ũndũ Jehova ekuuga atĩrĩ: ‘Nĩngũtũma ũtuĩke ta ũndũ wa kũguoyohia kũrĩ wee mwene o na wa kũmakia arata aku othe; nĩũkeyonera na maitho maku rĩrĩa andũ acio makooragwo na rũhiũ rwa njora rwa thũ ciao. Nĩnganeana andũ a Juda othe kũrĩ mũthamaki wa Babuloni, nake amatahe amatware Babuloni, kana amooragithie na rũhiũ rwa njora.
For thus said Jehovah: Lo, I am making thee for a fear to thyself, And to all loving thee, And they have fallen by the sword of their enemies, and thine eyes are beholding, And all Judah I give into the hand of the king of Babylon, And he hath removed them to Babylon, And he hath smitten them with the sword.
5 Nĩnganeana ũtonga wothe wa itũũra rĩĩrĩ inene kũrĩ thũ ciao: maciaro marĩo mothe, indo ciothe ciarĩo cia bata, o na mĩthithũ yothe ya athamaki a Juda. Nĩmagacitaha macitware Babuloni.
And I have given all the strength of this city, And all its labour, and all its precious things, Yea, all the treasures of the kings of Judah I do give into the hand of their enemies, And they have spoiled them, and taken them, And have brought them into Babylon.
6 Nawe Pashuri, na arĩa othe matũũraga gwaku nyũmba, nĩ mũgaatahwo mũtwarwo Babuloni. Kũu nĩkuo ũgaakuĩra na ũthikwo o kuo, wee hamwe na arata aku othe arĩa ũrathagĩra ũhoro wa maheeni.’”
And thou, Pashhur, and all dwelling in thy house, Do go into captivity. and Babylon thou dost enter, And there thou diest, and there thou art buried, Thou and all loving thee, To whom thou hast prophesied falsely.'
7 Wee Jehova, nĩwaheenereirie, na niĩ ngĩheeneka, wangĩririe hinya ũkĩĩhoota. Ndindaga ngĩthekererwo mũthenya wothe; nyũrũragio nĩ mũndũ o wothe.
Thou hast persuaded me, O Jehovah, and I am persuaded; Thou hast hardened me, and dost prevail, I have been for a laughter all the day, Every one is mocking at me,
8 Rĩrĩa rĩothe ngwaria-rĩ, nyanagĩrĩra ngĩhunjanagĩria ũhoro wa maũndũ ma ũhinya, na ma mwanangĩko. Nĩ ũndũ ũcio ndũmĩrĩri ya Jehova ĩndeeheire o kũrumwo na kũnyararwo mũthenya wothe.
Because from the time I speak I cry out, 'Violence and destruction,' I cry, For the word of Jehovah hath been to me For reproach and for derision all the day.
9 No ingiuga atĩrĩ, “Ndigũcooka kũmũgweta kana kwaria ngĩgwetaga rĩĩtwa rĩake,” ndũmĩrĩri yake ĩrĩa ĩrĩ ngoro-inĩ yakwa ĩhaana ta mwaki, o ta mwaki ũhingĩrĩirio mahĩndĩ-inĩ makwa. Nĩnogetio nĩkũmĩiga thĩinĩ wakwa, na ti-itherũ ndingĩhota.
And I said, 'I do not mention Him, Nor do I speak any more in His name,' And it hath been in my heart As a burning fire shut up in my bones, And I have been weary of containing, And I am not able.
10 Nĩnjiguaga andũ aingĩ makĩheehana atĩrĩ, “Itua-nda rĩrĩ mĩena yothe! Nĩacukanĩrĩrwo! Nĩtũmũcuukanĩrĩre!” Arata akwa othe metereire ndenderũke, makiugaga atĩrĩ, “Hihi nĩekũheeneka; hĩndĩ ĩyo nĩtũkũmũtooria, twĩrĩhĩrie harĩ we.”
For I have heard the evil report of many, Fear [is] round about: 'Declare, and we declare it,' All mine allies are watching [for] my halting, 'Perhaps he is enticed, and we prevail over him, And we take our vengeance out of him.'
11 No rĩrĩ, Jehova arĩ hamwe na niĩ ta njamba ĩrĩ hinya; nĩ ũndũ ũcio andũ arĩa maanyariiraga nĩmakahĩngwo na matikahootana. Nĩmagaconorithio mũno nĩgũkorwo matigaatooria; kũnyararwo kwao gũtikariganĩra o na rĩ.
And Jehovah [is] with me, as a terrible mighty one, Therefore my persecutors stumble and prevail not, They have been exceedingly ashamed, For they have not acted wisely, Confusion age-during is not forgotten.
12 Wee Jehova Mwene-Hinya-Wothe, wee ũtuĩragia andũ arĩa athingu, na ũkoiruuria maũndũ ma ngoro na ma meciiria, reke ndĩĩonere wee ũkĩndĩhĩria harĩ andũ aya, nĩgũkorwo wee nĩwe ndekereirie maũndũ makwa mothe.
And, O Jehovah of Hosts, trier of the righteous, Beholder of reins and heart, I do see Thy vengeance out of them, For unto Thee I have revealed my cause.
13 Inĩrai Jehova! Goocai Jehova! Nĩgũkorwo nĩahonokagia mĩoyo ya arĩa abatari, akamĩruta moko-inĩ ma arĩa aaganu.
Sing ye to Jehovah, praise Jehovah, For He hath delivered the soul of the needy From the hand of evil doers.
14 Mũthenya ũrĩa ndaciarirwo ũrogwatwo nĩ kĩrumi! Mũthenya ũrĩa maitũ aanjiarire-rĩ, ũroaga kũrathimwo!
Cursed [is] the day in which I was born, The day that my mother bare me, Let it not be blessed!
15 Mũndũ ũrĩa waheire baba ũhoro ũcio arogwatwo nĩ kĩrumi, ũrĩa watũmire akene mũno, rĩrĩa aamwĩrire atĩrĩ, “Nĩũciarĩirwo mwana wa kahĩĩ!”
Cursed [is] the man who bore tidings [to] my father, saying, 'Born to thee hath been a child — a male,' Making him very glad!
16 Mũndũ ũcio-rĩ, arotuĩka o ta matũũra marĩa Jehova aangʼaũranirie atarĩ na tha. Arotũũra aiguaga mũkayo o rũciinĩ, na akaigua mbu ya mbaara mĩaraho.
Then hath that man been as the cities, That Jehovah overthrew, and repented not, And he hath heard a cry at morning, And a shout at time of noon.
17 Nĩ ũndũ ndanjũragire ndĩ nda ya maitũ, nĩguo maitũ atuĩke o taarĩ mbĩrĩra yakwa, nayo nda yake ĩtũũre ĩimbĩte nginya tene.
Because he hath not put me to death from the womb, And my mother is to me — my grave, And her womb a pregnancy age-during.
18 Rĩu-rĩ, ndoimire nda ya maitũ nĩkĩ, nyonage o thĩĩna na kĩeha, na ndĩkĩrĩrie matukũ makwa njonokete?
Why [is] this? from the womb I have come out, To see labour and sorrow, Yea, consumed in shame are my days!
