Ayubu 19
1 Nake Ayubu akĩũria atĩrĩ:
Then Job answered and said,
2 “Mũkũũnyariira nginya-rĩ, mũkĩĩhehenjaga na ciugo?
“How long will you make me suffer and break me into pieces with words?
3 Rĩu mũrĩ kũndetia maita ikũmi; mũũtharĩkĩire mũtarĩ na thoni.
These ten times you have reproached me; you are not ashamed that you have treated me harshly.
4 Angĩkorwo nĩ ma atĩ nĩhĩtĩtie njĩra, ihĩtia rĩakwa rĩgũikara rĩrĩ thĩĩna wakwa.
If it is indeed true that I have erred, my error remains my own concern.
5 Mũngĩkorwo ti-itherũ nĩmũgwĩtũũgĩria igũrũ rĩakwa, na mũgĩe na mweke wa kũnjũkĩrĩra nĩ ũndũ wa ũguo njonorithĩtio,
If indeed you will exalt yourselves above me and use my humiliation against me,
6 no kĩmenyei atĩ Ngai nĩwe ũũhĩtĩirie, akandigiicĩria na wabu wake.
then you should know that God has done wrong to me and has caught me in his net.
7 “O na gũtuĩka nĩngayaga ngoiga atĩrĩ, ‘Ndĩĩmũhĩtĩrie!’ Niĩ ndirĩ ũndũ njookagĩrio; o na gũtuĩka nĩhooyaga ndeithio, gũtirĩ kĩhooto nyonaga.
See, I cry out, “Violence!” but I get no answer. I call out for help, but there is no justice.
8 Nĩahingĩire njĩra na niĩ ndingĩhota kũhĩtũka; tũcĩra twakwa nĩatwĩkĩrĩte nduma.
He has walled up my way so that I cannot pass, and he has set darkness in my path.
9 Nĩanjaũrĩte gĩtĩĩo gĩakwa, na akanduta thũmbĩ mũtwe.
He has stripped me of my glory, and he has taken the crown from my head.
10 Andarũrangaga kuuma mbarĩ ciothe nginya ngathira; amunyaga mwĩhoko wakwa o ta mũtĩ.
He has broken me down on every side, and I am gone; he has pulled up my hope like a tree.
11 Marakara make nĩmanjakanĩire; andaraga hamwe na thũ ciake.
He has also kindled his wrath against me; he regards me as one of his adversaries.
12 Mbũtũ ciake cia ita injerekagĩra na hinya; ciakaga ihumbu cia kũnjũkĩrĩra, igathiũrũrũkĩria hema yakwa.
His troops come on together; they cast up siege mounds against me and encamp around my tent.
13 “Nĩanyamũranĩtie na ariũ a baba makaahutatĩra; andũ arĩa tũyaine nao nĩmeĩndigithĩtie biũ.
He has put my brothers far from me; my acquaintances are wholly alienated from me.
14 Andũ a mbarĩ ciitũ nĩmathiĩte makandiga; arata akwa nĩmariganĩirwo nĩ niĩ.
My kinsfolk have failed me; my close friends have forgotten me.
15 Ageni akwa na ndungata ciakwa cia andũ-a-nja matuaga ta matanjũũĩ; maanyonaga ta ndĩ mũndũ uumĩte kũndũ kũngĩ.
Those who once stayed as guests in my house and my female servants regard me as a stranger; I am an alien in their sight.
16 Njĩtaga ndungata yakwa, no ndĩngĩnjĩtĩka, o na ndĩmĩthaithĩte na kanua gakwa niĩ mwene.
I call to my servant, but he gives me no answer although I entreat him with my mouth.
17 Mĩhũmũ ya kanua gakwa nĩmĩnungu harĩ mũtumia wakwa; nduĩkĩte wa kũmenwo harĩ ariũ a maitũ.
My breath is offensive to my wife; I am even disgusting to those who were born from my mother's womb.
18 O na tũhĩĩ tũrĩa tũnini nĩtũũnyararĩte, rĩrĩa ndatuumĩrĩra no gũũthekerera tũũthekagĩrĩra.
Even young children despise me; if I rise to speak, they speak against me.
19 Arata akwa arĩa manguhĩrĩirie othe nĩmathũire; andũ arĩa nyendeete nĩmahutatĩire makaanjũkĩrĩra.
All my familiar friends abhor me; those whom I love have turned against me.
20 Niĩ thirĩte ngatigara o gĩkonde na mahĩndĩ; niĩ ndigarĩirwo no kĩni kĩa magego giiki.
My bones cling to my skin and to my flesh; I survive only by the skin of my teeth.
21 “Njiguĩrai tha, inyuĩ arata akwa, iguai tha, nĩgũkorwo guoko kwa Ngai nĩkũngũthĩte.
Have pity upon me, have pity upon me, my friends, for the hand of God has touched me.
22 Mũthingatanaga na niĩ o ta ũrĩa Mũrungu aathingataga nĩkĩ? Mũtirĩ mũraiganwo nĩ nyama ciakwa?
Why do you pursue me like God does? Will you ever be satisfied with my flesh?
23 “Naarĩ korwo ciugo ciakwa nĩciandĩkĩtwo, igakĩandĩkwo ibuku-inĩ rĩa gĩkũnjo,
Oh, that my words were now written down! Oh, that they were inscribed in a book!
24 igakarwo na karamu ga kĩgera igũrũ rĩa ngocorai, kana igakururwo rwaro-inĩ rwa ihiga itũũre nginya tene!
Oh, that with an iron pen and lead they were engraved in the rock forever!
25 Nĩnjũũĩ atĩ Mũngũũri arĩ muoyo, na atĩ marigĩrĩrio-inĩ nĩwe ũkaarũgama thĩ ĩno.
But as for me, I know that my Redeemer lives, and that at last he will stand on the earth;
26 Nakĩo gĩkonde gĩkĩ gĩakwa kĩarĩkia gũthira, na mwĩrĩ ũyũ wa nyama ũkorwo ũtarĩ ho, hĩndĩ ĩyo nĩ ngoona Ngai;
after my skin, that is, this body, is destroyed, then in my flesh I will see God.
27 niĩ mwene nĩngamwĩonera na maitho, niĩ mwene, ti mũndũ ũngĩ. Ĩ ngoro yakwa ndĩkĩrĩ na wendo mũnene!
I will see him with my own eyes—I, and not someone else. My heart fails within me.
28 “Mũngiuga atĩrĩ, ‘Ĩ nĩtũthingatane nake, kuona atĩ nĩwe kĩhumo gĩa thĩĩna ũyũ,’
If you say, 'How we will persecute him! The root of his troubles lies in him,'
29 inyuĩ ene nĩmwagĩrĩirwo nĩ gwĩtigĩra rũhiũ rwa njora; nĩgũkorwo mangʼũrĩ nĩmakarehithia kũherithanio na rũhiũ rwa njora, na hĩndĩ ĩyo nĩmũkamenya atĩ nĩ kũrĩ ũtuanĩri wa ciira.”
then be afraid of the sword, because wrath brings the punishment of the sword, so that you may know there is a judgment.”
