Ayubu 19
1 Nake Ayubu akĩũria atĩrĩ:
And Job answereth and saith: —
2 “Mũkũũnyariira nginya-rĩ, mũkĩĩhehenjaga na ciugo?
Till when do ye afflict my soul, And bruise me with words?
3 Rĩu mũrĩ kũndetia maita ikũmi; mũũtharĩkĩire mũtarĩ na thoni.
These ten times ye put me to shame, ye blush not. Ye make yourselves strange to me —
4 Angĩkorwo nĩ ma atĩ nĩhĩtĩtie njĩra, ihĩtia rĩakwa rĩgũikara rĩrĩ thĩĩna wakwa.
And also — truly, I have erred, With me doth my error remain.
5 Mũngĩkorwo ti-itherũ nĩmũgwĩtũũgĩria igũrũ rĩakwa, na mũgĩe na mweke wa kũnjũkĩrĩra nĩ ũndũ wa ũguo njonorithĩtio,
If, truly, over me ye magnify yourselves, And decide against me my reproach;
6 no kĩmenyei atĩ Ngai nĩwe ũũhĩtĩirie, akandigiicĩria na wabu wake.
Know now, that God turned me upside down, And His net against me hath set round,
7 “O na gũtuĩka nĩngayaga ngoiga atĩrĩ, ‘Ndĩĩmũhĩtĩrie!’ Niĩ ndirĩ ũndũ njookagĩrio; o na gũtuĩka nĩhooyaga ndeithio, gũtirĩ kĩhooto nyonaga.
Lo, I cry out — violence, and am not answered, I cry aloud, and there is no judgment.
8 Nĩahingĩire njĩra na niĩ ndingĩhota kũhĩtũka; tũcĩra twakwa nĩatwĩkĩrĩte nduma.
My way He hedged up, and I pass not over, And on my paths darkness He placeth.
9 Nĩanjaũrĩte gĩtĩĩo gĩakwa, na akanduta thũmbĩ mũtwe.
Mine honour from off me He hath stripped, And He turneth the crown from my head.
10 Andarũrangaga kuuma mbarĩ ciothe nginya ngathira; amunyaga mwĩhoko wakwa o ta mũtĩ.
He breaketh me down round about, and I go, And removeth like a tree my hope.
11 Marakara make nĩmanjakanĩire; andaraga hamwe na thũ ciake.
And He kindleth against me His anger, And reckoneth me to Him as His adversaries.
12 Mbũtũ ciake cia ita injerekagĩra na hinya; ciakaga ihumbu cia kũnjũkĩrĩra, igathiũrũrũkĩria hema yakwa.
Come in do His troops together, And they raise up against me their way, And encamp round about my tent.
13 “Nĩanyamũranĩtie na ariũ a baba makaahutatĩra; andũ arĩa tũyaine nao nĩmeĩndigithĩtie biũ.
My brethren from me He hath put far off, And mine acquaintances surely Have been estranged from me.
14 Andũ a mbarĩ ciitũ nĩmathiĩte makandiga; arata akwa nĩmariganĩirwo nĩ niĩ.
Ceased have my neighbours And my familiar friends have forgotten me,
15 Ageni akwa na ndungata ciakwa cia andũ-a-nja matuaga ta matanjũũĩ; maanyonaga ta ndĩ mũndũ uumĩte kũndũ kũngĩ.
Sojourners of my house and my maids, For a stranger reckon me: An alien I have been in their eyes.
16 Njĩtaga ndungata yakwa, no ndĩngĩnjĩtĩka, o na ndĩmĩthaithĩte na kanua gakwa niĩ mwene.
To my servant I have called, And he doth not answer, With my mouth I make supplication to him.
17 Mĩhũmũ ya kanua gakwa nĩmĩnungu harĩ mũtumia wakwa; nduĩkĩte wa kũmenwo harĩ ariũ a maitũ.
My spirit is strange to my wife, And my favours to the sons of my [mother's] womb.
18 O na tũhĩĩ tũrĩa tũnini nĩtũũnyararĩte, rĩrĩa ndatuumĩrĩra no gũũthekerera tũũthekagĩrĩra.
Also sucklings have despised me, I rise, and they speak against me.
19 Arata akwa arĩa manguhĩrĩirie othe nĩmathũire; andũ arĩa nyendeete nĩmahutatĩire makaanjũkĩrĩra.
Abominate me do all the men of my counsel, And those I have loved, Have been turned against me.
20 Niĩ thirĩte ngatigara o gĩkonde na mahĩndĩ; niĩ ndigarĩirwo no kĩni kĩa magego giiki.
To my skin and to my flesh Cleaved hath my bone, And I deliver myself with the skin of my teeth.
21 “Njiguĩrai tha, inyuĩ arata akwa, iguai tha, nĩgũkorwo guoko kwa Ngai nĩkũngũthĩte.
Pity me, pity me, ye my friends, For the hand of God hath stricken against me.
22 Mũthingatanaga na niĩ o ta ũrĩa Mũrungu aathingataga nĩkĩ? Mũtirĩ mũraiganwo nĩ nyama ciakwa?
Why do you pursue me as God? And with my flesh are not satisfied?
23 “Naarĩ korwo ciugo ciakwa nĩciandĩkĩtwo, igakĩandĩkwo ibuku-inĩ rĩa gĩkũnjo,
Who doth grant now, That my words may be written? Who doth grant that in a book they may be graven?
24 igakarwo na karamu ga kĩgera igũrũ rĩa ngocorai, kana igakururwo rwaro-inĩ rwa ihiga itũũre nginya tene!
With a pen of iron and lead — For ever in a rock they may be hewn.
25 Nĩnjũũĩ atĩ Mũngũũri arĩ muoyo, na atĩ marigĩrĩrio-inĩ nĩwe ũkaarũgama thĩ ĩno.
That — I have known my Redeemer, The Living and the Last, For the dust he doth rise.
26 Nakĩo gĩkonde gĩkĩ gĩakwa kĩarĩkia gũthira, na mwĩrĩ ũyũ wa nyama ũkorwo ũtarĩ ho, hĩndĩ ĩyo nĩ ngoona Ngai;
And after my skin hath compassed this [body], Then from my flesh I see God:
27 niĩ mwene nĩngamwĩonera na maitho, niĩ mwene, ti mũndũ ũngĩ. Ĩ ngoro yakwa ndĩkĩrĩ na wendo mũnene!
Whom I — I see on my side, And mine eyes have beheld, and not a stranger, Consumed have been my reins in my bosom.
28 “Mũngiuga atĩrĩ, ‘Ĩ nĩtũthingatane nake, kuona atĩ nĩwe kĩhumo gĩa thĩĩna ũyũ,’
But ye say, 'Why do we pursue after him?' And the root of the matter hath been found in me.
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.”
Be ye afraid because of the sword, For furious [are] the punishments of the sword, That ye may know that [there is] a judgment.
