Ayubu 5
1 “Wenda gwĩtana, ĩtana, no rĩrĩ, nũũ ũngĩgwĩtĩka? Nĩ ũrĩkũ wa arĩa atheru ũngĩũrĩra kũrĩ we?
Pray, call, is there any to answer thee? And unto which of the holy ones dost thou turn?
2 Rũngʼathio rũũragaga kĩrimũ, naguo ũiru ũkooraga mũndũ ũrĩa mũkĩĩgu.
For provocation slayeth the perverse, And envy putteth to death the simple,
3 Niĩ mwene nĩnyonete kĩrimũ gĩkĩgĩa na mĩri, no-o rĩmwe nyũmba yakĩo ĩkĩrumwo.
I — I have seen the perverse taking root, And I mark his habitation straightway,
4 Ciana ciake nĩiraihanĩrĩirie na ũgitĩri, ihatĩrĩirio igooti-inĩ itarĩ na mũndũ wa gũciciirĩrĩra.
Far are his sons from safety, And they are bruised in the gate, And there is no deliverer.
5 Ũrĩa mũhũtu arĩĩaga magetha make, amoyaga o na marĩ mĩigua-inĩ, nao arĩa anyootu makahũmagĩra ũtonga wao.
Whose harvest the hungry doth eat, And even from the thorns taketh it, And the designing swallowed their wealth.
6 Nĩgũkorwo hatĩka ndĩkunũkaga kuuma thĩ, kana thĩĩna ũkamera tĩĩri-inĩ.
For sorrow cometh not forth from the dust, Nor from the ground springeth up misery.
7 No rĩrĩ, mũndũ aciaragwo arĩ wa kuonaga thĩĩna, o ta ũrĩa na ma thandĩ cia mwaki irathũkaga na igũrũ.
For man to misery is born, And the sparks go high to fly.
8 “No rĩrĩ, korwo nĩ niĩ ingĩthaitha Mũrungu; ingĩneana ciira wakwa kũrĩ we.
Yet I — I inquire for God, And for God I give my word,
9 We ekaga maũndũ ma magegania marĩa mataangĩmenyeka, na akaringa ciama itangĩtarĩka.
Doing great things, and there is no searching. Wonderful, till there is no numbering.
10 Nĩwe uuragĩria thĩ mbura; na nĩwe ũrehagĩra bũrũri maaĩ.
Who is giving rain on the face of the land, And is sending waters on the out-places.
11 Arĩa menyiihagia nĩwe ũmatũũgagĩria, nao arĩa marĩ na kĩeha moyagwo na igũrũ makagitĩrwo.
To set the low on a high place, And the mourners have been high [in] safety.
12 Nĩwe ũthaatagia mĩbango ya arĩa marĩ waara, nĩgeetha moko mao matikagĩe na ũhootani.
Making void thoughts of the subtile, And their hands do not execute wisdom.
13 Nĩanyiitaga arĩa oogĩ waara-inĩ wao, namo mathugunda ma arĩa oingumania akaameheria biũ.
Capturing the wise in their subtilty, And the counsel of wrestling ones was hastened,
14 Nduma ĩmakoraga kũrĩ o mũthenya; mũthenya barigici makahambataga taarĩ ũtukũ.
By day they meet darkness, And as night — they grope at noon.
15 Nĩahonokagia arĩa abatari kuuma kũrĩ rũhiũ rwa njora rũrĩa rũrĩ tũnua-inĩ twao; amahonokagia moko-inĩ ma arĩa marĩ hinya.
And He saveth the wasted from their mouth, And from a strong hand the needy,
16 Nĩ ũndũ ũcio athĩĩni makagĩa na kĩĩrĩgĩrĩro, naguo ciira ũtarĩ wa kĩhooto ũgatumia kanua.
And there is hope to the poor, And perverseness hath shut her mouth.
17 “Kũrathimwo nĩ mũndũ ũrĩa ũrũngagwo nĩ Ngai; nĩ ũndũ ũcio ndũkamene irũithia rĩa Mwene-Hinya-Wothe.
Lo, the happiness of mortal man, God doth reprove him: And the chastisement of the Mighty despise not,
18 Nĩgũkorwo nĩaguraranagia, no rĩrĩ, acookaga akooha nguraro ĩyo wega; nĩatiihanagia, no moko make no mo mahonanagia.
For He doth pain, and He bindeth up, He smiteth, and His hands heal.
19 Nĩagagũteithũra harĩ mĩtino ĩtandatũ; o na ĩrĩ mũgwanja-rĩ, gũtirĩ ũũru ũgaagũkora.
In six distresses He delivereth thee, And in seven evil striketh not on thee.
20 Hĩndĩ ya ngʼaragu nĩagagũkũũra kuuma kũrĩ gĩkuũ, ningĩ hĩndĩ ya mbaara agũkũũre ndũkooragwo na rũhiũ rwa njora.
In famine He hath redeemed thee from death, And in battle from the hands of the sword.
21 Nĩũkagitĩrwo harĩ rũcamiũ rwa rũrĩmĩ, na ndũgetigĩra hĩndĩ ĩrĩa mwanangĩko ũgooka.
When the tongue scourgeth thou art hid, And thou art not afraid of destruction, When it cometh.
22 Nĩũgathekerera mwanangĩko na ngʼaragu, na ndũgetigĩra nyamũ cia gũkũ thĩ.
At destruction and at hunger thou mockest, And of the beast of the earth, Thou art not afraid.
23 Nĩgũkorwo nĩũkagĩa na kĩrĩkanĩro na mahiga ma werũ-inĩ, nacio nyamũ cia gĩthaka itũũre irĩ na thayũ nawe.
(For with sons of the field [is] thy covenant, And the beast of the field Hath been at peace with thee.)
24 Nawe ũikarage ũũĩ atĩ hema yaku nĩ ngitĩre; nawe nĩũkooya ithabu rĩa indo ciaku ũkore hatirĩ kĩndũ kĩũrĩte.
And thou hast known that thy tent [is] peace, And inspected thy habitation, and errest not,
25 Nĩũkamenya atĩ ciana ciaku nĩikaingĩha, nacio njiaro ciaku cingĩhe o ta nyeki ya gũkũ thĩ.
And hast known that numerous [is] Thy seed, And thine offspring as the herb of the earth;
26 Ũgaathiĩ mbĩrĩra-inĩ ũrĩ o na hinya, ũhaana ta itĩĩa cia ngano ĩgethetwo hĩndĩ ya magetha.
Thou comest in full age unto the grave, As the going up of a stalk in its season.
27 “Nĩtũtuĩrĩtie ũhoro ũyũ, na nĩ wa ma. Nĩ ũndũ ũcio kĩũigue na ũũmenye wee mwene.”
Lo, this — we searched it out — it [is] right, hearken; And thou, know for thyself!
