Ayubu 40
1 Ningĩ Jehova akĩĩra Ayubu atĩrĩ:
And Jehovah doth answer Job, and saith: —
2 “Mũndũ ũrĩa ũrũaga na Mwene-Hinya-Wothe-rĩ, no amũrute mahĩtia? Ũcio ũkararagia Ngai-rĩ, nĩakĩmũcookerie!”
Is the striver with the Mighty instructed? The reprover of God, let him answer it.
3 Nake Ayubu agĩcookeria Jehova, akĩmwĩra atĩrĩ:
And Job answereth Jehovah, and saith: —
4 “Niĩ ndiagĩrĩire o na hanini; ndaakĩhota atĩa gũgũcookeria? Nĩndehumbĩra kanua na guoko.
Lo, I have been vile, What do I return to Thee? My hand I have placed on my mouth.
5 Nĩndaririe rĩmwe, no ndirĩ na macookio; o na ngĩaria rĩa keerĩ, no ndirĩ na ũndũ ũngĩ nguuga.”
Once I have spoken, and I answer not, And twice, and I add not.
6 Ningĩ Jehova akĩarĩria Ayubu arĩ kĩhuhũkanio-inĩ, akĩmwĩra atĩrĩ:
And Jehovah answereth Job out of the whirlwind, and saith: —
7 “Wĩhotore ta mũndũ mũrũme; nĩngũkũũria ciũria, nawe ũkĩnjookerie.
Gird, I pray thee, as a man, thy loins, I ask thee, and cause thou Me to know.
8 “Gũtua ciira gwakwa na kĩhooto-rĩ, githĩ no ũkũmenererie? Githĩ no ũndue mwĩhia nĩgeetha wee ũtuĩke ndwĩhĩtie?
Dost thou also make void My judgment? Dost thou condemn Me, That thou mayest be righteous?
9 Wee-rĩ, ũrĩ na guoko ta kwa Mũrungu? Wee wahota kũruruma na mũgambo ta wake?
And an arm like God hast thou? And with a voice like Him dost thou thunder?
10 Ta kĩĩgemie na riiri na ũkengi, na wĩhumbe gĩtĩĩo na ũnene.
Put on, I pray thee, excellency and loftiness, Yea, honour and beauty put on.
11 Rekereria marakara mahiũ ma mangʼũrĩ maku, wone mũndũ o wothe mwĩtĩĩi ũmũharũrũkie,
Scatter abroad the wrath of thine anger, And see every proud one, and make him low.
12 rora mũndũ o wothe mwĩtĩĩi na ũmũnyiihie, ũmemende andũ arĩa aaganu o harĩa marũngiĩ.
See every proud one — humble him, And tread down the wicked in their place.
13 Mathike othe hamwe tĩĩri-inĩ; ũmoohe mothiũ na nduma kũu mbĩrĩra-inĩ.
Hide them in the dust together, Their faces bind in secret.
14 Hĩndĩ ĩyo niĩ mwene nĩngetĩkania nawe atĩ guoko gwaku mwene kwa ũrĩo no gũkũhonokie.
And even I — I do praise thee, For thy right hand giveth salvation to thee.
15 “Ta rora nyamũ ĩrĩa ĩtagwo Behemothu, ĩyo ndoombire hamwe nawe, na ĩrĩĩaga nyeki ta ndegwa.
Lo, I pray thee, Behemoth, that I made with thee: Grass as an ox he eateth.
16 Nĩ hinya ũigana atĩa ĩrĩ naguo njohero, na nĩ ũhoti mũnene atĩa ũrĩ mĩkiha-inĩ yayo ya nda!
Lo, I pray thee, his power [is] in his loins, And his strength in the muscles of his belly.
17 Ĩinagia mũtingʼoe wayo ta mũtarakwa; nga cia ciero ciayo ciohanĩtio hamwe ta mĩhĩndo.
He doth bend his tail as a cedar, The sinews of his thighs are wrapped together,
18 Mahĩndĩ mayo mahaana ta mĩberethi ya gĩcango, nacio ciĩga ciayo cihaana ta irungʼo cia kĩgera.
His bones [are] tubes of brass, His bones [are] as a bar of iron.
19 Nĩyo nyamũ ya mbere harĩ ciũmbe cia Mũrungu, no rĩrĩ, Mũũmbi wayo nowe ũngĩmĩkuhĩrĩria na rũhiũ rwake rwa njora.
He [is] a beginning of the ways of God, His Maker bringeth nigh his sword;
20 Irĩma ĩmĩheaga maciaro maacio, na nyamũ ciothe cia gĩthaka itũũhagĩra gũkuhĩ na kũu.
For food do mountains bear for him, And all the beasts of the field play there.
21 Ĩkomaga rungu rwa mahũa ma maaĩ-inĩ, ĩĩhithĩte thĩinĩ wa ithanjĩ kũrĩa kũrĩ mũtondo.
Under shades he lieth down, In a secret place of reed and mire.
22 Mahũa macio ma maaĩ-inĩ makamĩhitha; nakĩo kĩĩruru kĩa mĩtĩ ya irura hũgũrũrũ-inĩ cia karũũĩ gĩkamĩthiũrũrũkĩria.
Cover him do shades, [with] their shadow, Cover him do willows of the brook.
23 Rĩrĩa rũũĩ ruoka na nditi, ndĩmakaga; nĩngitĩre, o na Rũũĩ rwa Jorodani rũngĩmĩiyũrĩrĩra nginya kanua.
Lo, a flood oppresseth — he doth not haste, He is confident though Jordan Doth come forth unto his mouth.
24 Kũrĩ mũndũ ũngĩhota kũmĩnyiita rĩrĩa ĩĩhũũgĩte, kana amĩtege, amĩtũrĩkie iniũrũ na amĩĩkĩre kĩana kĩa rũrigi?
Before his eyes doth [one] take him, With snares doth [one] pierce the nose?
