Ayubu 41
1 “No ũhote kũguucũrũria nyamũ ĩrĩa ĩĩtagwo Leviathani na ndwano, kana wohe rũrĩmĩ rwayo na mũkanda?
Canst thou draw forth the crocodile with a hook, Or press down his tongue with a cord?
2 No ũhote kũmĩtoonyia rũrigi iniũrũ, kana ũmĩtũrĩkanie rũthĩa na ndwano?
Canst thou put a rope into his nose, Or pierce his cheek with a hook?
3 No ĩtinde ĩgĩgũthaitha ũmĩiguĩre tha? No ĩkwarĩrie na ciugo cia ũhooreri?
Will he make many entreaties to thee? Will he speak soft words to thee?
4 No ĩrĩkanĩre nawe ũthiĩ nayo, ĩtũũre ĩrĩ ngombo yaku nginya tene?
Will he make a covenant with thee? Canst thou take him for a servant for ever?
5 No ũhote kũmĩhooreria ta nyoni, kana ũmĩoherere handũ nĩguo airĩtu aku mamĩmeemagie?
Canst thou play with him, as with a bird? Or canst thou bind him for thy maidens?
6 Onjoria no mamĩkũũranie na indo ciao? No mamĩgayanie kũrĩ onjorithia?
Do men in company lay snares for him? Do they divide him among the merchants?
7 No ũhote gũtheecanga rũũa rwayo na mĩcengi, kana ũtheecange mũtwe wayo na mĩcengi ĩrĩa ĩtegaga thamaki?
Canst thou fill his skirt with barbed irons, Or his head with fish-spears?
8 Ũngĩmĩhutia na guoko, ũngĩtũũra ũririkanaga kĩgiano kĩu, na ndũngĩgacookera!
Do but lay thy hand upon him, —Thou wilt no more think of battle!
9 Mwĩrĩgĩrĩro wa atĩ no ũmĩtoorie nĩ kwĩheenia; o kũmĩona tu nĩkũiganĩte gũtũma mũndũ amake, orwo nĩ hinya.
Behold, his hope is vain! Is he not cast down at the very sight of him?
10 Gũtirĩ mũndũ ũrĩ ũcamba mũiganu wa kũmĩarahũra. Nũũ ũngĩkĩhota kwĩĩndiiria niĩ?
None is so fierce that he dare stir him up; Who then is he that can stand before me?
11 Nũũ ũngĩnandũra kĩndũ atĩ nĩguo ndĩmũrĩhe? Kĩndũ gĩothe kĩrĩ rungu rwa igũrũ nĩ gĩakwa.
Who hath done me a favor, that I must repay him? Whatever is under the whole heaven is mine.
12 “Ndikwaga kwaria ũhoro wa ciĩga ciayo, o na wa hinya wayo, na wa ũthaka wayo.
I will not be silent concerning his limbs, And his strength, and the beauty of his armor.
13 Nũũ ũngĩhota kũmĩaũra nguo yayo ya igũrũ? Nũũ ũngĩmĩkuhĩrĩria amĩĩkĩre matamu?
Who can uncover the surface of his garment? Who will approach his jaws?
14 Nũũ ũngĩũmĩrĩria kũmĩathamia kanua, kau kaiyũrĩte magego ma kũmakania?
Who will open the doors of his face? The rows of his teeth are terrible!
15 Mũgongo wayo ũrĩ na ngo ciĩiganĩrĩire mĩhari, ikomanĩire ikanyiitana;
His glory is his strong shields, United with each other, as with a close seal.
16 o ĩmwe ĩnyiitanĩte na ĩrĩa ĩngĩ, ũũ atĩ gũtirĩ rĩera rĩngĩtoonyera gatagatĩ ga cio.
They are joined one to another, So that no air can come between them.
17 Igwatanĩtio hamwe irĩ nũmu; inyiitanĩte hamwe ũndũ itangĩtigithũkana.
They cleave fast to each other, They hold together, and cannot be separated.
18 Gũtiiha kwayo kũmenũkagia ũtheri; maitho mayo nĩ ta mĩrũri ya rũciinĩ gũgĩthererũka.
His sneezing sendeth forth light, And his eyes are like the eyelashes of the morning.
19 Imũrĩ cia mwaki ciumaga kanua-inĩ kayo; ĩrathũkagia thandĩ cia mwaki.
Out of his mouth go flames, And sparks of fire leap forth.
20 Ĩrutaga ndogo na maniũrũ taarĩ nyũngũ ĩratherũka ĩhagĩrĩtwo igũrũ rĩa mwaki wa ithanjĩ.
From his nostrils issueth smoke, as from a heated pot, or caldron.
21 Mĩhũmũ yayo ĩgwatagia makara mwaki, naruo rũrĩrĩmbĩ rũkoima kanua kayo.
His breath kindleth coals, And flames issue from his mouth.
22 Ngingo-inĩ yayo nĩho hinya wayo ũkoragwo, ũrĩa ũmakagia kĩrĩa gĩothe gĩtũnganaga nayo.
In his neck dwelleth strength, And terror danceth before him.
23 Mĩgũtha ya nyama ciayo nĩmĩnyiitanu mũno; nĩ mĩrũmu ũũ atĩ ndĩngĩenyenyeka.
The flakes of his flesh cleave fast together; They are firm upon him, and cannot be moved.
24 Ngoro yayo yũmĩte ta ihiga, ĩkooma ta ihiga rĩa gũthĩa rĩa na thĩ.
His heart is solid like a stone; Yea, solid like the nether millstone.
25 Rĩrĩa yarahũka, arĩa marĩ hinya nĩmamakaga; mooraga ĩtanamahũũra.
When he riseth up, the mighty are afraid; Yea, they lose themselves for terror.
26 Gũtirĩ rũhiũ rwa njora rũngĩmĩĩka ũndũ, o na kana itimũ, kana mũguĩ, kana mĩcengi.
The sword of him that assaileth him doth not stand, The spear, the dart, nor the habergeon.
27 Harĩ Leviathani-rĩ, kĩgera no ta nyeki nyũmũ, nakĩo gĩcango no ta gĩcunjĩ kĩbuthu kĩa mũtĩ.
He regardeth iron as straw, And brass as rotten wood.
28 Mĩguĩ ndĩngĩtũma yũre; mahiga ma kĩgũtha no ta mũũngũ harĩ yo.
The arrow cannot make him flee; Sling-stones to him become stubble;
29 Harĩ yo njũgũma no ta gacunjĩ ka rũnyeki rũmũ; ĩthekagĩrĩra kũbĩrĩrĩka gwa itimũ.
Clubs are accounted by him as straw; He laugheth at the shaking of the spear.
30 Nda yayo nĩ ta rũgĩo rũrĩ na mageca; ĩtigaga ngururo ndaka-inĩ ta cia ngaari iria ikonyoraga ngano.
Under him are sharp potsherds; He spreadeth out a thrashing-sledge upon the mire.
31 Ĩtũmaga iria kũrĩa kũriku gũtherũke ta nyũngũ, na ĩkoiruga iria ta nyũngũ ya maguta ma kwĩhaka.
He maketh the deep to boil like a caldron; He maketh the sea like a pot of ointment.
32 Harĩa yagerera ĩtigaga mũhari ũkũhenia; mũndũ no eciirie atĩ ndia ĩrĩ na mbuĩ.
Behind him he leaveth a shining path; One would think the deep to be hoary.
33 Gũtirĩ kĩndũ kĩngĩigananio nayo gũkũ thĩ; nĩ kĩũmbe gĩtarĩ guoya.
Upon the earth there is not his master; He is made without fear.
34 Ĩnyũrũragia kĩrĩa gĩothe gĩĩtũũgagĩria; nĩyo mũthamaki wa kĩrĩa gĩothe gĩĩtĩĩaga.”
He looketh down upon all that is high; He is king over all the sons of pride.
