Ayubu 27
1 Nake Ayubu agĩthiĩ na mbere na mĩario yake, akiuga atĩrĩ:
And Job again took up the word and said,
2 “Ti-itherũ o ta ũrĩa Mũrungu atũũraga muoyo, o we ũnyimĩte kĩhooto, ũcio Mwene-Hinya-Wothe, ũrĩa ũtũmĩte ngĩe na ũrũrũ ngoro-inĩ-rĩ,
By the life of God, who has taken away my right; and of the Ruler of all, who has made my soul bitter;
3 hĩndĩ ĩrĩa yothe niĩ ngũtũũra muoyo, nayo mĩhũmũ ya Ngai ĩrĩ maniũrũ-inĩ makwa,
(For all my breath is still in me, and the spirit of God is my life; )
4 mĩromo yakwa ndĩkaaria maũndũ ma waganu, na rũrĩmĩ rwakwa rũtikaaria maheeni.
Truly, there is no deceit in my lips, and my tongue does not say what is false.
5 Niĩ ndigetĩkĩra atĩ nĩ inyuĩ mũrĩ na kĩhooto; nginya rĩrĩa ngaakua, ndigakaana ũkindĩrĩku wakwa.
Let it be far from me! I will certainly not say that you are right! I will come to death before I give up my righteousness.
6 Nĩngũtũũria ũthingu wakwa na ndikaũrekia; thamiri yakwa ndĩkanjiirithia rĩrĩa rĩothe ngũtũũra muoyo.
I will keep it safe, and will not let it go: my heart has nothing to say against any part of my life.
7 “Thũ ciakwa irogĩtuĩka ta arĩa aaganu, arĩa marĩ muku na niĩ marotuĩka ta arĩa matarĩ kĩhooto!
Let my hater be like the evil man, and let him who comes against me be as the sinner.
8 Tondũ-rĩ, kĩĩrĩgĩrĩro kĩa ũrĩa ũtarĩ mwĩtigĩri Ngai gĩkĩrĩ kĩrĩkũ akua, hĩndĩ ĩrĩa Ngai ooya muoyo wake?
For what is the hope of the sinner when he is cut off, when God takes back his soul?
9 Mũrungu nĩakĩiguaga gũkaya gwake rĩrĩa akorwo nĩ mĩnyamaro?
Will his cry come to the ears of God when he is in trouble?
10 Nĩakenagĩra ũcio Mwene-Hinya-Wothe? Nĩakayagĩra Ngai mahinda mothe?
Will he take delight in the Ruler of all, and make his prayer to God at all times?
11 “Nĩngũmũruta ũhoro wĩgiĩ ũhoti wa Mũrungu; ndikũhitha njĩra cia Mwene-Hinya-Wothe.
I will give you teaching about the hand of God; I will not keep secret from you what is in the mind of the Ruler of all.
12 Inyuothe nĩmwĩoneire maũndũ macio. Ĩkĩrĩ yakĩ mĩario ĩno ĩtarĩ kĩene?
Truly, you have all seen it yourselves; why then have you become completely foolish?
13 “Ũũ nĩguo Mũrungu aathagĩrĩria arĩa aaganu, na nĩrĩo igai rĩrĩa mũndũ ũrĩa ũtarĩ tha aamũkagĩra kuuma kũrĩ Mwene-Hinya-Wothe:
This is the punishment of the evil-doer from God, and the heritage given to the cruel by the Ruler of all.
14 O na ciana ciake ciaingĩha atĩa, ciathĩrĩirio rũhiũ rwa njora; rũciaro rwake rũtikoona irio cia kũrũigana.
If his children are increased, it is for the sword; and his offspring have not enough bread.
15 Mũthiro nĩguo ũkaaninũkia arĩa agaatiga thuutha wake, na atumia ao a ndigwa matikamarĩrĩra.
When those of his house who are still living come to their end by disease, they are not put into the earth, and their widows are not weeping for them.
16 O na angĩonganĩrĩria betha ta rũkũngũ, na agĩe na nguo nyingĩ ta hĩba cia rĩũmba,
Though he may get silver together like dust, and make ready great stores of clothing;
17 kĩrĩa egũcookanĩrĩria gĩkehumbwo nĩ ũrĩa mũthingu, na arĩa matarĩ mahĩtia nĩo makaagayana betha yake.
He may get them ready, but the upright will put them on, and he who is free from sin will take the silver for a heritage.
18 Nyũmba ĩrĩa aakaga no ta nyũmba ya kĩĩhuruta, ningĩ no ta gĩthũnũ gĩakĩtwo nĩ mũrangĩri.
His house has no more strength than a spider's thread, or a watchman's tent.
19 Agaakoma arĩ mũtongu, no ndagacooka gwĩka ũguo rĩngĩ; akaahingũra maitho akore gũtirĩ kĩndũ arĩ nakĩo.
He goes to rest full of wealth, but does so for the last time: on opening his eyes, he sees it there no longer.
20 Imakania imũkoragĩrĩra ta mũiyũro wa maaĩ; kĩhuhũkanio gĩkaamũhuria ũtukũ.
Fears overtake him like rushing waters; in the night the storm-wind takes him away.
21 Rũhuho rwa mwena wa Irathĩro rũmuoyaga akabuĩria; rũmweheragia kũrĩa atũũraga.
The east wind takes him up and he is gone; he is forced violently out of his place.
22 Rũmũhurutaga rũtarĩ na tha o rĩrĩa aroorĩra hinya waruo.
God sends his arrows against him without mercy; he goes in flight before his hand.
23 Rũhũũraga hĩ rũkamũkenerera, na rũkagamba ta nyoka rũkamũruta kũrĩa atũũraga.”
Men make signs of joy because of him, driving him from his place with sounds of hissing.
