Ayubu 27
1 Nake Ayubu agĩthiĩ na mbere na mĩario yake, akiuga atĩrĩ:
Moreover Job continued his discourse, 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,
As God liveth, who hath rejected my cause, And the Almighty, who hath afflicted my soul;
3 hĩndĩ ĩrĩa yothe niĩ ngũtũũra muoyo, nayo mĩhũmũ ya Ngai ĩrĩ maniũrũ-inĩ makwa,
As long as my breath is in me, And the spirit of God is in my nostrils,
4 mĩromo yakwa ndĩkaaria maũndũ ma waganu, na rũrĩmĩ rwakwa rũtikaaria maheeni.
Never shall my lips speak falsehood, Nor my tongue utter deceit.
5 Niĩ ndigetĩkĩra atĩ nĩ inyuĩ mũrĩ na kĩhooto; nginya rĩrĩa ngaakua, ndigakaana ũkindĩrĩku wakwa.
God forbid that I should acknowledge you to be just: To my last breath will I assert my integrity.
6 Nĩngũtũũria ũthingu wakwa na ndikaũrekia; thamiri yakwa ndĩkanjiirithia rĩrĩa rĩothe ngũtũũra muoyo.
I will hold fast my innocence, and not let it go; My heart reproacheth me for no part of my life.
7 “Thũ ciakwa irogĩtuĩka ta arĩa aaganu, arĩa marĩ muku na niĩ marotuĩka ta arĩa matarĩ kĩhooto!
May mine enemy be as the wicked, And he that riseth up against me as the unrighteous!
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 wicked, when God cutteth off his web, And taketh away his life?
9 Mũrungu nĩakĩiguaga gũkaya gwake rĩrĩa akorwo nĩ mĩnyamaro?
Will he listen to his cry, When trouble cometh upon him?
10 Nĩakenagĩra ũcio Mwene-Hinya-Wothe? Nĩakayagĩra Ngai mahinda mothe?
Can he delight himself in the Almighty, And call at all times upon God?
11 “Nĩngũmũruta ũhoro wĩgiĩ ũhoti wa Mũrungu; ndikũhitha njĩra cia Mwene-Hinya-Wothe.
I will teach you concerning the hand of God; That which is with the Almighty I will not conceal.
12 Inyuothe nĩmwĩoneire maũndũ macio. Ĩkĩrĩ yakĩ mĩario ĩno ĩtarĩ kĩene?
Behold, ye yourselves have all seen it; Why then do ye cherish such vain thoughts?
13 “Ũũ nĩguo Mũrungu aathagĩrĩria arĩa aaganu, na nĩrĩo igai rĩrĩa mũndũ ũrĩa ũtarĩ tha aamũkagĩra kuuma kũrĩ Mwene-Hinya-Wothe:
This is the portion of the wicked man from God, —The inheritance which oppressors receive from the Almighty.
14 O na ciana ciake ciaingĩha atĩa, ciathĩrĩirio rũhiũ rwa njora; rũciaro rwake rũtikoona irio cia kũrũigana.
If his children be multiplied, it is for the sword; And his offspring shall not be satisfied with bread.
15 Mũthiro nĩguo ũkaaninũkia arĩa agaatiga thuutha wake, na atumia ao a ndigwa matikamarĩrĩra.
Those of them that escape shall be buried by Death, And their widows shall not bewail them.
16 O na angĩonganĩrĩria betha ta rũkũngũ, na agĩe na nguo nyingĩ ta hĩba cia rĩũmba,
Though he heap up silver as dust, And procure raiment as clay, —
17 kĩrĩa egũcookanĩrĩria gĩkehumbwo nĩ ũrĩa mũthingu, na arĩa matarĩ mahĩtia nĩo makaagayana betha yake.
He may procure, but the righteous shall wear it, And the innocent shall share the silver.
18 Nyũmba ĩrĩa aakaga no ta nyũmba ya kĩĩhuruta, ningĩ no ta gĩthũnũ gĩakĩtwo nĩ mũrangĩri.
He buildeth his house like the moth, Or like the shed which the watchman maketh.
19 Agaakoma arĩ mũtongu, no ndagacooka gwĩka ũguo rĩngĩ; akaahingũra maitho akore gũtirĩ kĩndũ arĩ nakĩo.
The rich man lieth down, and is not buried; In the twinkling of an eye he is no more.
20 Imakania imũkoragĩrĩra ta mũiyũro wa maaĩ; kĩhuhũkanio gĩkaamũhuria ũtukũ.
Terrors pursue him like a flood; A tempest stealeth him away in the night.
21 Rũhuho rwa mwena wa Irathĩro rũmuoyaga akabuĩria; rũmweheragia kũrĩa atũũraga.
The east wind carrieth him away, and he perisheth; Yea, it sweepeth him away from his place.
22 Rũmũhurutaga rũtarĩ na tha o rĩrĩa aroorĩra hinya waruo.
God sendeth his arrows at him, and doth not spare; He would fain escape from His hand.
23 Rũhũũraga hĩ rũkamũkenerera, na rũkagamba ta nyoka rũkamũruta kũrĩa atũũraga.”
Men clap their hands at him, And hiss him away from his place.
