Jobho 41
1 “Ungagona kukweva ngwena nechiredzo, kana kusunga rurimi rwayo netambo here?
Can you draw out leviathan with an hook? or his tongue with a cord which you let down?
2 Ungagona kupinza mukaro mumhino dzayo, kana kuboora rushaya rwayo nechiredzo here?
Can you put an hook into his nose? or bore his jaw through with a thorn?
3 Ko, ingaramba ichikumbira kunzwirwa ngoni newe here? Ko, ingataura kwauri mashoko manyoro here?
Will he make many supplications to you? will he speak soft words to you?
4 Ko, ingaita chitenderano newe here kuti iwe uitore senhapwa kwoupenyu hwayo hwose?
Will he make a covenant with you? will you take him for a servant for ever?
5 Ungagona kuipfuwa seshiri here kana kuisunga kuti vanasikana vako vatambe nayo?
Will you play with him as with a bird? or will you bind him for your maidens?
6 Ko, vatengesi vangaitsinhanisa here? Ko, vangaigoverana pakati pavashambadziri here?
Shall the companions make a banquet of him? shall they part him among the merchants?
7 Ungagona kuzadza dehwe rayo nemiseve ine nzeve here, kana kuzadza musoro wayo namapfumo okuredzesa hove?
Can you fill his skin with barbed irons? or his head with fish spears?
8 Kana ukaisa ruoko rwako pairi uchazorangarira kurwisana kwako nayo uye haungazozvipamhizve!
Lay your hand on him, remember the battle, do no more.
9 Tariro ipi zvayo yokuitonga ndeyenhema; kungoiona bedzi kunopedza simba.
Behold, the hope of him is in vain: shall not one be cast down even at the sight of him?
10 Hakuna munhu anotyisa zvokuti angaidenha. Ndianiko zvino anogona kumisidzana neni?
None is so fierce that dare stir him up: who then is able to stand before me?
11 Ndianiko wandakatorera chinhu wandinofanira kuripira? Zvinhu zvose zviri pasi pedenga ndezvangu.
Who has prevented me, that I should repay him? whatever is under the whole heaven is mine.
12 “Handingakonewi kutaura zvemitezo yayo, simba rayo uye chimiro chayo chakanaka.
I will not conceal his parts, nor his power, nor his comely proportion.
13 Ndianiko angabvisa dehwe rayo? Ndianiko angasvika kwairi namatomu?
Who can discover the face of his garment? or who can come to him with his double bridle?
14 Ndianiko anotsunga kuzarura mikova yomuromo wayo, iwo wakakomberedzwa nameno ayo anotyisa?
Who can open the doors of his face? his teeth are terrible round about.
15 Musana wayo une mitsara yamakwande yakanyatsonamirwa pamwe chete;
His scales are his pride, shut up together as with a close seal.
16 rimwe nerimwe riri pedyo pedyo nerimwe, zvokuti hakuna mhepo inopinda napakati.
One is so near to another, that no air can come between them.
17 Akanyatsobatanidzwa pane rimwe nerimwe; akanamatirana pamwe chete uye haagoni kuparadzaniswa.
They are joined one to another, they stick together, that they cannot be sundered.
18 Kuhotsira kwayo kunoita mamvari omoto; meso ayo akaita sehwerazuva hwamambakwedza.
By his neesings a light does shine, and his eyes are like the eyelids of the morning.
19 Mazhenje omoto anoyerera achibva mumuromo mayo; zvimvari zvomoto zvinobarikira kunze.
Out of his mouth go burning lamps, and sparks of fire leap out.
20 Utsi hunobuda mumhino dzayo sepahari inovira pamusoro pomoto wetsanga.
Out of his nostrils goes smoke, as out of a seething pot or caldron.
21 Kufema kwayo kunopfutidza mazimbe omoto, uye murazvo unobuda mumuromo mayo.
His breath kindles coals, and a flame goes out of his mouth.
22 Simba rinogara pamutsipa wayo; kuvhundutsa kuri pamberi payo.
In his neck remains strength, and sorrow is turned into joy before him.
23 Nhindi dzenyama yayo dzakabatanidzwa zvakasimba; dzakasimba uye hadzizungunuswi.
The flakes of his flesh are joined together: they are firm in themselves; they cannot be moved.
24 Chipfuva chayo chakaoma sebwe, chakaoma sapasi peguyo.
His heart is as firm as a stone; yes, as hard as a piece of the nether millstone.
25 Painosimuka, vane simba vanovhundutswa, vanodududzira shure isati yarova mvura.
When he raises up himself, the mighty are afraid: by reason of breakings they purify themselves.
26 Munondo unosvika kwairi hauna simba, uye pfumo kana museve kana pfumo guru hazvina simba.
The sword of him that lays at him cannot hold: the spear, the dart, nor the habergeon.
27 Simbi inoita seshanga kwairi, uye ndarira sedanda rakaora.
He esteems iron as straw, and brass as rotten wood.
28 Miseve haingaiti kuti itize; zvimviriri zvakaita sehundi kwairi.
The arrow cannot make him flee: sling stones are turned with him into stubble.
29 Tsvimbo inoita kunge chidimbu cheshanga kwairi; inoseka panorira bakatwa.
Darts are counted as stubble: he laughs at the shaking of a spear.
30 Pasi payo pakaita sezvaenga zvehari, inosiya muhwezva mumatope sechirei chinokwevewa.
Sharp stones are under him: he spreads sharp pointed things on the mire.
31 Inoita kuti mvura yakadzika ivire segate rinovhaira, uye inokurunga gungwa sehari yamafuta.
He makes the deep to boil like a pot: he makes the sea like a pot of ointment.
32 Shure kwayo inosiya muhwezva unopenya; mumwe munhu angafunga kuti mvura yakadzika yava nevhudzijena.
He makes a path to shine after him; one would think the deep to be hoary.
33 Hapana chakaenzana nayo munyika, chisikwa chisingatyi.
On earth there is not his like, who is made without fear.
34 Inotarisira pasi zvose zvinozvikudza; ndiyo mambo pamusoro pezvose zvinozvikudza.”
He beholds all high things: he is a king over all the children of pride.
