< Ayubu 14 >
1 “Mũndũ ũciarĩtwo nĩ mũndũ-wa-nja-rĩ, aikaraga o matukũ manini, namo makaiyũrwo nĩ mathĩĩna.
Man born of a woman is short of days, and sated with harrowing trouble.
2 Akũraga ta ihũa na agacooka akooma; ahĩtũkaga na ihenya ta kĩĩruru, na ndatũũraga.
Like a flower he cometh forth, and is cut down: and he fleeth like a shadow, and remaineth not.
3 Mũndũ ta ũcio wakĩmũkũũrĩra maitho? Mũndũ ta ũcio wamũrehe mbere yaku aciirithio?
And yet on such a one dost thou open thy eyes, and me thou bringest into judgment with thee?
4 Nũũ ũngĩhota kũruta kĩndũ gĩtheru kuuma harĩ kĩndũ kĩrĩa gĩtarĩ gĩtheru? Gũtirĩ o na ũmwe!
Who can make a clean thing out of an unclean? not one [thing].
5 Matukũ ma mũndũ nĩ matare; nĩũtuĩte mũigana wa mĩeri yake, na nĩũmũigĩire mĩhaka ĩrĩa ataangĩkĩra.
Seeing that his days are determined, the number of his months are [fixed] with thee, that thou hast set his bounds which he cannot pass:
6 Nĩ ũndũ ũcio tiga kũmũrora, tigana nake, nginya arĩĩkie mĩthenya yake ta mũthũkũmi.
Turn thyself from him that he may recover from his pain, and be able to enjoy like a hired laborer his day.
7 “Mũtĩ-rĩ, nĩwĩrĩgagĩrĩrwo atĩ ũngĩtemwo, no ũthethũke rĩngĩ, na atĩ mathethũka maguo matikaaga.
For there is hope for the tree: if it be cut down, it may still sprout again, while its young shoot will not cease.
8 O na mĩri yaguo ĩngĩkũrĩra thĩ na gĩthukĩ kĩaguo kĩũmĩre tĩĩri-inĩ,
If even its root become old in the earth, and its stock die in the dust:
9 ũngĩkaguucia maaĩ-rĩ, nĩũgathethũka na ũrute honge ta mũtĩ wa kũhaandwo.
Yet through the scent of water will it flourish [again], and produce boughs as though It were newly planted.
10 No mũndũ akuuaga agathikwo; aatuĩkana-rĩ, ndacookaga kuonwo rĩngĩ.
But man dieth, and lieth powerless: yea, the son of earth departeth—and where is he?
11 O ta ũrĩa maaĩ mahũũaga kũu iria-inĩ, na ta ũrĩa mũtaro wa rũũĩ ũngʼaraga ũkooma-rĩ,
The waters run off from the sea, and the river faileth 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 doth man lie down, and riseth not: till the heavens be no more, they will not awake, and will not 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 )
Oh who would grant that thou mightest hide me in the nether world, that thou mightest conceal me, until thy wrath be appeased, that thou mightest set for me a fixed time, and remember me then! (Sheol )
14 Mũndũ akua-rĩ, nĩagatũũra muoyo rĩngĩ? Matukũ makwa mothe ma wĩra mũritũ-rĩ, ngweterera ihinda rĩakwa rĩa kwerũhĩrio hinya rĩkinye.
Or, when a man dieth, will he live again? all the days of my time of service would I then wait, till [the hour of] my release were come.
15 Wee ũgetana, na niĩ nĩngagwĩtĩka; na nĩũkeerirĩria kĩũmbe gĩkĩ wombire na moko maku.
Do thou call, and I will truly answer thee: have a desire for the work of thy hands.
16 Hĩndĩ ĩyo nĩũgatara makinya makwa, no ndũkarũmbũiya mehia makwa.
Yet now thou numberest my steps: and thou waitest not with [the punishment of] my sin.
17 Mahĩtia makwa meekĩrĩtwo mondo-inĩ, ĩkoohwo na ĩkahũũrwo mũhũũri; nĩũkahumbĩra mehia makwa.
Sealed up in a bag is my transgression, and thou yet addest to my iniquity.
18 “No rĩrĩ, o ta ũrĩa kĩrĩma kĩenjekaga na gĩkamomoka, na o ta ũrĩa rwaro rwa ihiga rũeheragio handũ ha ruo,
But truly a falling mountain will crumble, and [even] a rock is moved 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 water weareth out stones; thou sweepest away their fragments [like] the dust of the earth: and so thou destroyest the hope of man.
20 Wee ũmũtooragia o rĩmwe rĩa kũigana, nake agathira; ũgarũraga gĩthiithi gĩake ũrĩa kĩhaana, na ũkamũingata.
Thou assailest him with might without ceasing, till he passeth away: thou changest his countenance, and sendest him off.
21 Ariũ ake mangĩheo gĩtĩĩo, ndangĩmenya ũhoro ũcio; mangĩconorithio, we ndoonaga ũndũ ũcio.
His children acquire honor, but he knoweth it not: and they are esteemed little, but he perceiveth nothing of them.
22 We no ruo rwa mwĩrĩ wake aiguaga, nake atũũraga o ecaayagĩra.”
But his body. on him, feeleth pain, and his soul will mourn for him.