Ayubu 16
1 Ningĩ Ayubu agĩcookia atĩrĩ:
Then Job answered and said,
2 “Nĩnjiguĩte maũndũ maingĩ ta macio; inyuothe mũrĩ ahoorerania a kũnyamarania!
I have heard many such things: miserable comforters [are] ye all.
3 Mĩario ĩyo yanyu mĩingĩ ya mũhũhũtĩko-rĩ, ndĩrĩĩthira? Nĩ kĩĩ kĩramũthĩĩnia, gĩgatũma mũtinde mũgĩkararania?
Shall vain words have an end? or what emboldeneth thee that thou answerest?
4 O na niĩ no njarie ta inyuĩ, korwo nĩ inyuĩ mũrĩ harĩa ndĩ; niĩ no njarie mĩario mĩega ya kũmũciirithia na ndĩmũinainĩrie mũtwe.
I also could speak as ye [do]: if your soul were in my soul's stead, I could heap up words against you, and shake my head at you.
5 No rĩrĩ, kanua gakwa no kamũũmĩrĩrie; ũhoorerania uumĩte mĩromo-inĩ yakwa no ũmũhoorerie.
[But] I would strengthen you with my mouth and the moving of my lips should assuage [your grief].
6 “No o na ndaaria-rĩ, ruo rwakwa rũtirathira; o na ndegirĩrĩria kwaria-rĩ, rũtiranjeherera.
Though I speak, my grief is not assuaged: and [though] I forbear, what am I eased?
7 Ti-itherũ, Wee Ngai nĩũũnogeetie; nĩũharaganĩtie nyũmba yakwa yothe.
But now he hath made me weary: thou hast made desolate all my company.
8 Wee nĩũnjoheete, naguo ũndũ ũcio ũgatuĩka ũira; ũhĩnju ũyũ ndĩ naguo nĩwambararĩte ũkaanyumbũra ũrĩa ndariĩ.
And thou hast filled me with wrinkles, [which] is a witness [against me]: and my leanness rising up in me beareth witness to my face.
9 Ngai nĩandooretie na akandembũranga nĩ ũrĩa arakarĩte, akaahagaranĩria magego; ũcio thũ yakwa nĩangũũrĩire maitho.
He teareth [me] in his wrath, who hateth me: he gnasheth upon me with his teeth; my enemy sharpeneth his eyes upon me.
10 Andũ nĩmathamĩtie tũnua twao maathekerere; mangũthaga rũthĩa makĩĩnyũrũragia, na makanyiitana hamwe manjũkĩrĩre.
They have gaped upon me with their mouth; they have smitten me upon the cheek reproachfully; they have gathered themselves against me.
11 Mũrungu nĩandekereirie kũrĩ andũ arĩa ooru, na akanjikia mĩtego-inĩ ya arĩa aaganu.
God hath delivered me to the ungodly, and turned me over into the hands of the wicked.
12 Niĩ ndaikarĩte wega, nowe agĩĩthethera; aanyiitire mũmero, akĩĩhehenja. We anduĩte cabaa wake wa kũrathagwo;
I was at ease, but he hath broken me asunder: he hath also taken [me] by my neck, and shaken me to pieces, and set me up for his mark.
13 aikia a mĩguĩ ake nĩmandigiicĩirie. Aratheeca higo ciakwa atarĩ na tha, na agaita maaĩ makwa ma nyongo thĩ.
His archers encompass me; he cleaveth my reins asunder, and doth not spare; he poureth out my gall upon the ground.
14 Aatharĩkagĩra maita maingĩ maingĩ; anguthũkagĩra ta njamba ya ita.
He breaketh me with breach upon breach, he runneth upon me like a giant.
15 “Ndumĩire gĩkonde gĩakwa kĩa mwĩrĩ nguo ya ikũnia, na ngahitha thiithi wakwa rũkũngũ-inĩ.
I have sewed sackcloth upon my skin, and defiled my horn in the dust.
16 Ũthiũ wakwa nĩũtunĩhĩte nĩkũrĩra, nduma nene ĩgakĩhumbĩra maitho makwa;
My face is foul with weeping, and on my eyelids [are] the shades of death;
17 no rĩrĩ, moko makwa matirĩ ũndũ wa ũhinya mekĩte namo mahooya makwa nĩ matheru.
Not for [any] injustice in my hands: also my prayer [is] pure.
18 “Wee thĩ-rĩ, ndũkahumbĩre thakame yakwa; kĩrĩro gĩakwa kĩroaga gũkaahuurũkio!
O earth, cover not thou my blood, and let my cry have no place.
19 O na rĩu-rĩ, mũira wakwa arĩ igũrũ; ũcio mũnjiirĩrĩri arĩ o igũrũ.
Also now, behold, my witness [is] in heaven, and my record [is] on high.
20 Mũũthaithanĩrĩri nĩ mũrata wakwa rĩrĩa maitho makwa maraita maithori harĩ Ngai;
My friends scorn me: [but] my eye poureth out [tears] to God.
21 nĩathaithanagĩrĩra mũndũ kũrĩ Ngai, o ta ũrĩa mũndũ athaithanagĩrĩra mũratawe.
O that one might plead for a man with God, as a man [pleadeth] for his neighbor!
22 “No mĩaka mĩnini ĩgũthira, thiĩ rũgendo rũrĩa mũndũ athiiaga na ndacooke.
When a few years are come, then I shall go the way [whence] I shall not return.
