Thimo 8
1 Githĩ ũũgĩ ndareetana? Githĩ ũtaũku ndaranĩrĩra na mũgambo wake?
Whether wisdom crieth not ofte; and prudence yyueth his vois?
2 Njĩra-inĩ kũrĩa gũtũũgĩru, na magomano-inĩ ma njĩra-rĩ, nĩho ũũgĩ arũgamĩte;
In souereyneste and hiy coppis, aboue the weie, in the myddis of pathis,
3 ningĩ hakuhĩ na ihingo iria cierekeire itũũra inene, o hau matoonyero-inĩ-rĩ, nĩho araanĩrĩra akoiga atĩrĩ:
and it stondith bisidis the yate of the citee, in thilke closyngis, and spekith, and seith, A!
4 “Inyuĩ andũ nĩ inyuĩ ndĩreeta; ndĩraanĩrĩra na mũgambo wakwa kũrĩ andũ othe a thĩ.
ye men, Y crie ofte to you; and my vois is to the sones of men.
5 Inyuĩ arĩa mũtarĩ na ũũgĩ, gĩai na ũbaarĩrĩri, inyuĩ arĩa akĩĩgu, gĩai na ũtaũku.
Litle children, vndirstonde ye wisdom; and ye vnwise men, `perseyue wisdom.
6 Thikĩrĩriai, nĩgũkorwo ndĩ na maũndũ ma bata ngwaria; ngũtumũra mĩromo yakwa njarie maũndũ marĩa magĩrĩire.
Here ye, for Y schal speke of grete thingis; and my lippis schulen be openyd, to preche riytful thingis.
7 Kanua gakwa kaaragia ũhoro wa ma, nĩgũkorwo mĩromo yakwa nĩĩthũire waganu mũno ta kĩndũ kĩrĩ magigi.
My throte schal bithenke treuthe; and my lippis schulen curse a wickid man.
8 Ciugo ciothe cia kanua gakwa nĩ cia ũthingu; gũtirĩ o na kiugo kĩmwe gĩacio kĩogomu kana gĩa kũhĩtithania.
My wordis ben iust; no schrewid thing, nether weiward is in tho.
9 Kũrĩ arĩa makũũranaga maũndũ ciugo ciothe nĩciagĩrĩire; itirĩ mahĩtia kũrĩ arĩa marĩ na ũmenyo.
`My wordis ben riytful to hem that vndurstonden; and ben euene to hem that fynden kunnyng.
10 Thuurai mataaro makwa handũ ha betha, mũthuure ũmenyo handũ ha thahabu ĩrĩa njega mũno,
Take ye my chastisyng, and not money; chese ye teching more than tresour.
11 nĩgũkorwo ũũgĩ nĩ wa goro gũkĩra ruru iria ndune, na gũtirĩ kĩndũ ũngĩĩrirĩria kĩngĩringithanio naguo.
For wisdom is betere than alle richessis moost preciouse; and al desirable thing mai not be comparisound therto.
12 “Niĩ ũũgĩ-rĩ, ndũũranagia na ũbaarĩrĩri; nĩndĩgwatĩire ũmenyo o na gũthugunda maũndũ mega.
Y, wisdom, dwelle in counsel; and Y am among lernyd thouytis.
13 Gwĩtigĩra Jehova nĩgũthũũra ũũru; nĩthũire mwĩtĩĩo na mwĩtũũgĩrio, na mĩtugo mĩũru na mĩario ya waganu.
The drede of the Lord hatith yuel; Y curse boost, and pride, and a schrewid weie, and a double tungid mouth.
14 Kĩrĩra na ũũgĩ wa gũkũũrana maũndũ nĩ ciakwa; niĩ ndĩ na ũtaũku, na ndĩ na ũhoti.
Counseil is myn, and equyte `is myn; prudence is myn, and strengthe `is myn.
15 Athamaki mathamakaga nĩ ũndũ wa hinya wakwa nao aathani magathondeka mawatho ma kĩhooto;
Kyngis regnen bi me; and the makeris of lawis demen iust thingis bi me.
16 anene mathamakaga nĩ ũndũ wa hinya wakwa, o ũndũ ũmwe na arĩa othe marĩ igweta arĩa maathanaga gũkũ thĩ.
Princis comaunden bi me; and myyti men demen riytfulnesse bi me.
17 Nĩnyendete arĩa manyendete, nao arĩa manjaragia na kĩyo nĩmanyonaga.
I loue hem that louen me; and thei that waken eerli to me, schulen fynde me.
18 Ũtonga na gĩtĩĩo cionekaga harĩ niĩ, o hamwe na ũtonga wa gũtũũra, na ũgaacĩru.
With me ben rychessis, and glorie; souereyn richessis, and riytfulnesse.
19 Maciaro makwa nĩ mega gũkĩra thahabu ĩrĩa therie; uumithio wakwa nĩũkĩrĩte betha ĩrĩa njega.
My fruyt is betere than gold, and precyouse stoon; and my seedis ben betere than chosun siluer.
20 Niĩ thiiaga na njĩra ya ũthingu, ngathiĩra o njĩra-inĩ cia kĩhooto,
Y go in the weies of riytfulnesse, in the myddis of pathis of doom;
21 ngĩheaga andũ arĩa manyendete ũtonga, na ngaiyũragia igĩĩna ciao.
that Y make riche hem that louen me, and that Y fille her tresouris.
22 “Jehova aanyũmbire o kĩambĩrĩria-inĩ kĩa wĩra wake, mbere ya mawĩra make ma tene;
The Lord weldide me in the bigynnyng of hise weies; bifore that he made ony thing, at the bigynnyng.
23 ndaathuurirwo kuuma tene wa tene, kuuma o kĩambĩrĩria, thĩ ĩtarĩ yagĩa.
Fro with out bigynnyng Y was ordeined; and fro elde tymes, bifor that the erthe was maad.
24 Rĩrĩa gũtaagĩte maria manene-rĩ, nĩguo ndaciarirwo, o hĩndĩ ĩrĩa gũtaarĩ matherũkĩro maiyũrĩte maaĩ;
Depthis of watris weren not yit; and Y was conseyued thanne. The wellis of watris hadden not brokun out yit,
25 ndaciarirwo irĩma itanahaandwo harĩa irĩ, na tũrĩma tũtanagĩa,
and hillis stoden not togidere yit bi sad heuynesse; bifor litil hillis Y was born.
26 we atanoomba thĩ kana ithaka ciayo, o na kana rũkũngũ o ruothe rwa thĩ.
Yit he hadde not maad erthe; and floodis, and the herris of the world.
27 Niĩ ndaarĩ o kuo hĩndĩ ĩrĩa aathondekire igũrũ na akĩrĩiga handũ ha rĩo, hĩndĩ ĩrĩa eekĩrire rũkiriri rwa kũrĩa kũriku,
Whanne he made redi heuenes, Y was present; whanne he cumpasside the depthis of watris bi certeyn lawe and cumpas.
28 rĩrĩa aahaandire matu kũu igũrũ, na akĩrũmia ithima cia kũrĩa kũriku wega,
Whanne he made stidfast the eir aboue; and weiede the wellis of watris.
29 rĩrĩa eekĩrire mũhaka wa iria nĩguo maaĩ matikanae kwagarara watho wake, na rĩrĩa aahandire mĩthingi ya thĩ.
Whanne he cumpasside to the see his marke; and settide lawe to watris, that tho schulden not passe her coostis. Whanne he peiside the foundementis of erthe;
30 Hĩndĩ ĩyo ndaarĩ o hakuhĩ nake ndĩ ta mũbundi mũũgĩ. Ndaaiyũrĩtwo nĩ gĩkeno mũthenya o mũthenya, na ngakenaga hĩndĩ ciothe ndĩ mbere yake,
Y was making alle thingis with him. And Y delitide bi alle daies, and pleiede bifore hym in al tyme,
31 ngakenagĩra thĩ yake yothe, na ngakenagio nĩ andũ othe a thĩ.
and Y pleiede in the world; and my delices ben to be with the sones of men.
32 “Atĩrĩrĩ ariũ akwa, ta thikĩrĩriai; kũrathimwo nĩ arĩa marũmagia njĩra ciakwa.
Now therfor, sones, here ye me; blessid ben thei that kepen my weies.
33 Ta thikĩrĩriai mataaro makwa nĩguo mũhĩge; mũtikamarege.
Here ye teching, and be ye wise men; and nile ye caste it awei.
34 Kũrathimwo nĩ mũndũ ũrĩa ũnjiguaga, agacũthagĩrĩria mĩrango-inĩ yakwa o mũthenya, akanjetagĩrĩra hingĩro-inĩ cia mĩrango yakwa.
Blessid is the man that herith me, and that wakith at my yatis al dai; and kepith at the postis of my dore.
35 Nĩgũkorwo ũrĩa wothe ũgĩte na niĩ nĩ muoyo agĩte naguo, nake akagĩa na agetĩkĩrĩka harĩ Jehova.
He that fyndith me, schal fynde lijf; and schal drawe helthe of the Lord.
36 No ũrĩa wothe ũhĩtanĩtie na niĩ nĩ ũũru eĩkaga; nao arĩa othe maathũire nĩ gĩkuũ mendete.”
But he that synneth ayens me, schal hurte his soule; alle that haten me, louen deeth.
