Ayubu 14
1 “Mũndũ ũciarĩtwo nĩ mũndũ-wa-nja-rĩ, aikaraga o matukũ manini, namo makaiyũrwo nĩ mathĩĩna.
Man, that is born of a woman, Is of few days, and full of trouble.
2 Akũraga ta ihũa na agacooka akooma; ahĩtũkaga na ihenya ta kĩĩruru, na ndatũũraga.
He cometh forth like a flower, and is cut down: He fleeth also as a shadow, and continueth not.
3 Mũndũ ta ũcio wakĩmũkũũrĩra maitho? Mũndũ ta ũcio wamũrehe mbere yaku aciirithio?
And dost thou open thine eyes upon such a one, And bringest me into judgment with thee?
4 Nũũ ũngĩhota kũruta kĩndũ gĩtheru kuuma harĩ kĩndũ kĩrĩa gĩtarĩ gĩtheru? Gũtirĩ o na ũmwe!
Who can bring a clean thing out of an unclean? not one.
5 Matukũ ma mũndũ nĩ matare; nĩũtuĩte mũigana wa mĩeri yake, na nĩũmũigĩire mĩhaka ĩrĩa ataangĩkĩra.
Seeing his days are determined, The number of his months is with thee, And thou hast appointed his bounds that he cannot pass;
6 Nĩ ũndũ ũcio tiga kũmũrora, tigana nake, nginya arĩĩkie mĩthenya yake ta mũthũkũmi.
Look away from him, that he may rest, Till he shall accomplish, as a hireling, his day.
7 “Mũtĩ-rĩ, nĩwĩrĩgagĩrĩrwo atĩ ũngĩtemwo, no ũthethũke rĩngĩ, na atĩ mathethũka maguo matikaaga.
For there is hope of a tree, If it be cut down, that it will sprout again, And that the tender branch thereof will not cease.
8 O na mĩri yaguo ĩngĩkũrĩra thĩ na gĩthukĩ kĩaguo kĩũmĩre tĩĩri-inĩ,
Though the root thereof wax old in the earth, And the stock thereof die in the ground;
9 ũngĩkaguucia maaĩ-rĩ, nĩũgathethũka na ũrute honge ta mũtĩ wa kũhaandwo.
Yet through the scent of water it will bud, And put forth boughs like a plant.
10 No mũndũ akuuaga agathikwo; aatuĩkana-rĩ, ndacookaga kuonwo rĩngĩ.
But man dieth, and is laid low: Yea, man giveth up the ghost, and where is he?
11 O ta ũrĩa maaĩ mahũũaga kũu iria-inĩ, na ta ũrĩa mũtaro wa rũũĩ ũngʼaraga ũkooma-rĩ,
[As] the waters fail from the sea, And the river wasteth and drieth up;
12 ũguo noguo mũndũ akomaga na ndacookaga gũũkĩra rĩngĩ; o nginya rĩrĩa igũrũ rĩgaathira-rĩ, andũ matirĩ hĩndĩ magookĩra kana maarahũrwo mookĩre.
So man lieth down and riseth not: Till the heavens be no more, they shall not awake, Nor be roused out of their sleep.
13 “Naarĩ korwo wahitha thĩinĩ wa mbĩrĩra, na ũnjige hitho-inĩ nginya rĩrĩa marakara maku magaathira! Naarĩ korwo wanduĩra gĩathĩ, ũgaacooka kũndirikana hĩndĩ ĩyo. (Sheol h7585)
Oh that thou wouldest hide me in Sheol, That thou wouldest keep me secret, until thy wrath be past, That thou wouldest appoint me a set time, and remember me! (Sheol h7585)
14 Mũndũ akua-rĩ, nĩagatũũra muoyo rĩngĩ? Matukũ makwa mothe ma wĩra mũritũ-rĩ, ngweterera ihinda rĩakwa rĩa kwerũhĩrio hinya rĩkinye.
If a man die, shall he live [again]? All the days of my warfare would I wait, Till my release should come.
15 Wee ũgetana, na niĩ nĩngagwĩtĩka; na nĩũkeerirĩria kĩũmbe gĩkĩ wombire na moko maku.
Thou wouldest call, and I would answer thee: Thou wouldest have a desire to the work of thy hands.
16 Hĩndĩ ĩyo nĩũgatara makinya makwa, no ndũkarũmbũiya mehia makwa.
But now thou numberest my steps: Dost thou not watch over my sin?
17 Mahĩtia makwa meekĩrĩtwo mondo-inĩ, ĩkoohwo na ĩkahũũrwo mũhũũri; nĩũkahumbĩra mehia makwa.
My transgression is sealed up in a bag, And thou fastenest up mine iniquity.
18 “No rĩrĩ, o ta ũrĩa kĩrĩma kĩenjekaga na gĩkamomoka, na o ta ũrĩa rwaro rwa ihiga rũeheragio handũ ha ruo,
But the mountain falling cometh to nought; And the rock is removed out of its place;
19 na o ta ũrĩa maaĩ mamuthũraga mahiga, na o ta ũrĩa mbura nene ĩtwaraga tĩĩri-rĩ, ũguo noguo wanangaga kĩĩrĩgĩrĩro kĩa mũndũ.
The waters wear the stones; The overflowings thereof wash away the dust of the earth: So thou destroyest the hope of man.
20 Wee ũmũtooragia o rĩmwe rĩa kũigana, nake agathira; ũgarũraga gĩthiithi gĩake ũrĩa kĩhaana, na ũkamũingata.
Thou prevailest for ever against him, and he passeth; Thou changest his countenance, and sendest him away.
21 Ariũ ake mangĩheo gĩtĩĩo, ndangĩmenya ũhoro ũcio; mangĩconorithio, we ndoonaga ũndũ ũcio.
His sons come to honor, and he knoweth it not; And they are brought low, but he perceiveth it not of them.
22 We no ruo rwa mwĩrĩ wake aiguaga, nake atũũraga o ecaayagĩra.”
But his flesh upon him hath pain, And his soul within him mourneth.
