Mark 15
1 And, straightway, early, when they had made, a council, the High-priest, with the Elders, and Scribes, and all the High-council, binding Jesus, led him away, and delivered him up unto Pilate.
Na rĩrĩ, rũciinĩ tene, athĩnjĩri-Ngai arĩa anene na athuuri, na arutani a watho, na Kĩama gĩothe magĩtua ũrĩa megwĩka. Makĩoha Jesũ, makĩmũtwara, makĩmũneana kũrĩ Pilato.
2 And Pilate questioned him—Art, thou, the king of the Jews? And, he, answering him, saith—Thou, sayest.
Nake Pilato akĩmũũria atĩrĩ, “Wee nĩwe Mũthamaki wa Ayahudi?” Nake Jesũ akĩmũcookeria atĩrĩ, “Ĩĩ, ũguo woiga nĩguo.”
3 And the High-priests began to accuse him, of many things.
Nao athĩnjĩri-Ngai arĩa anene makĩmũthitangĩra maũndũ maingĩ.
4 And, Pilate, again, was questioning him, [saying]—Answerest thou, nothing? See! of how many things, they are accusing thee!
Nĩ ũndũ ũcio Pilato akĩmũũria o rĩngĩ atĩrĩ, “Kaĩ wee ũtarĩ na ũndũ ũgũcookia? Ta rora maũndũ marĩa mothe maragũthitangĩra.”
5 But, Jesus, no further, answered, anything, so that Pilate began to marvel.
No Jesũ ndaigana gũcookia ũndũ, nake Pilato akĩgega.
6 Now, at feast time, he was wont to release unto them one prisoner, whom they were claiming.
Na rĩrĩ, kwarĩ mũtugo hĩndĩ ya Iruga rĩu rĩa Bathaka, Pilato nĩamohoragĩra mwohwo ũmwe, o ũrĩa andũ mangĩetirie.
7 And there was the so-called Barabbas, with the rebels, bound, even with them who, in the rebellion, had committed, murder.
Na nĩ kwarĩ mũndũ ũmwe wetagwo Baraba woohetwo hamwe na arĩa maambĩrĩirie ngũĩ ya gũũkĩrĩra thirikari na makooraga andũ thĩinĩ wa mbũkĩrĩra ĩyo.
8 And, going up, the multitude began to be claiming—according as he was wont to do for them.
Nakĩo kĩrĩndĩ kĩnene gĩgĩthiĩ harĩ Pilato, gĩkĩmũũria eeke o ũrĩa aamenyerete gwĩka.
9 But, Pilate, answered them, saying—Will ye, I release unto you, the King of the Jews?
Pilato akĩmooria atĩrĩ, “Nĩ mũkwenda ndĩmuohorere mũthamaki wa Ayahudi?”
10 For he was getting to know that, for envy, had [the High-priests] delivered him up.
Nĩgũkorwo nĩamenyaga atĩ athĩnjĩri-Ngai arĩa anene maaneanĩte Jesũ kũrĩ we nĩ ũndũ wa ũiru.
11 But, the High-priests, stirred up the multitude, that, rather Barabbas, he should release unto them.
No rĩrĩ, athĩnjĩri-Ngai arĩa anene makĩringĩrĩria kĩrĩndĩ kĩu kĩĩre Pilato ohore Baraba handũ ha Jesũ.
12 But, Pilate, again answering, was saying unto them—What then shall I do with him whom ye call, the King of the Jews?
Pilato akĩmooria atĩrĩ, “Mũgũkĩenda njĩke atĩa na mũndũ ũyũ mwĩtaga mũthamaki wa Ayahudi?”
13 And, they, again, cried out—Crucify him!
Nao makĩanĩrĩra, makiuga atĩrĩ, “Mwambe mũtĩ igũrũ!”
14 But, Pilate, was saying unto them—Why! what, evil, hath he done? And, they, vehemently, cried out—Crucify him!
Nake Pilato akĩmooria atĩrĩ, “Nĩkĩ? Nĩ ngero ĩrĩkũ agerete?” No-o magĩkĩrĩrĩria kwanĩrĩra, makiugaga atĩrĩ, “Mwambe mũtĩ igũrũ!”
15 And Pilate, being minded to do what would satisfy, the multitude, released unto them Barabbas, and delivered up Jesus, having scourged him, that he should be crucified.
Na tondũ nĩendaga gũkenia kĩrĩndĩ kĩu, Pilato akĩmohorera Baraba. Akĩhũũrithia Jesũ iboko, agĩcooka akĩmũneana akambwo mũtĩ igũrũ.
16 And, the soldiers, led him away, inside the court, which is a judgment-hall, —and called together the whole band;
Nacio thigari igĩtwara Jesũ gĩikaro-inĩ kĩa barũthi (na nĩkĩo gĩetagwo Puratoria); igĩcookanĩrĩria mbũtũ yothe ya thigari.
17 and they array him in purple, and set upon him, when they have plaited it; a crown of thorns, —
Ikĩmũhumba nguo ndaaya ya rangi wa ndathi, igĩcooka igĩtuma thũmbĩ ya mĩigua, ikĩmwĩkĩra mũtwe.
18 and began to be saluting him—Joy to thee! King of the Jews!
Ikĩambĩrĩria kũmũnyũrũria, ikĩmwĩraga atĩrĩ, “Ũkĩrĩ mũhoro, wee mũthamaki wa Ayahudi?”
19 and were striking him on the head with a reed, and were spitting at him, —and, bowing their knees, were doing him homage.
Ikĩmũhũũra na rũthanju mũtwe maita maingĩ ikĩmũtuagĩra mata. Ikĩĩgũithia thĩ mbere yake, ikĩmũturagĩria ndu ta ikũmũhooya.
20 And, when they had mocked him, they put off him, the purple, and put on him, his own garments. And they lead him forth, that they may crucify him.
Na ciarĩkia kũmũnyũrũria-rĩ, ikĩmũruta nguo ĩyo ndaaya ya rangi wa ndathi, ikĩmũhumba nguo ciake mwene. Igĩcooka ikĩmuumagaria ikamwambe mũtĩ igũrũ.
21 And they impress a certain passer-by, Simon a Cyrenian, coming from a field, the father of Alexander and Rufus, —that he may carry his cross.
Na marĩ njĩra thigari ikĩnyiita mũndũ wahĩtũkaga akiuma mĩgũnda-inĩ, wetagwo Simoni wa kuuma Kurene, ithe wa Alekisandero na Rufusi, na ikĩmũkuuithia mũtharaba wa Jesũ na hinya.
22 And they bring him unto the Golgotha place, which is, being translated, Skull-place.
Igĩgĩkinyia Jesũ handũ harĩa heetagwo Gologotha (ũguo nĩ kuuga Handũ hahaana ta Ihĩndĩ rĩa Mũtwe).
23 And they would have given him, myrrhed wine, —who, however, received it not.
Ningĩ igĩcooka ikĩmũhe ndibei ĩtukanĩtio na manemane, nake Jesũ akĩrega kũmĩnyua.
24 And they crucify him, and part asunder his garments, casting a lot upon them—who should have anything.
Igĩkĩmwamba mũtĩ igũrũ. Ikĩgayana nguo ciake, na ũndũ wa gũcicuukĩra mĩtĩ nĩguo imenye o ĩrĩa mũndũ egũkuua.
25 And it was the third hour, and they crucified him.
Kwarĩ thaa ithatũ cia rũciinĩ rĩrĩa ciamwambire mũtĩ igũrũ.
26 And the inscription of his accusation, had been inscribed—THE KING OF THE JEWS.
Ũndũ ũrĩa aathitangĩirwo wandĩkĩtwo atĩrĩ, “Ũyũ nĩwe MŨTHAMAKI WA AYAHUDI.”
27 And, with him, they crucify, two robbers, one on his right hand, and one on his left.
Ningĩ ikĩamba atunyani eerĩ hamwe nake, ũmwe mwena wake wa ũrĩo, nake ũcio ũngĩ mwena wake wa ũmotho.
(Namo Maandĩko makĩhingio marĩa moigaga atĩrĩ, “Aataranĩirio na andũ arĩa aagarari watho.”)
29 And, the passers-by, were reviling him, shaking their heads, and saying—Aha! thou who wast pulling down the shrine, and building one in three days!
Andũ arĩa maahĩtũkagĩra hau nĩmamũrumaga makĩinagia mĩtwe yao, makoiga atĩrĩ, “Hĩ! Wee ũngĩratharirie hekarũ na ũmĩake na mĩthenya ĩtatũ-rĩ,
30 Save thyself, —coming down from the cross.
harũrũka uume mũtharaba-inĩ ũcio, wĩhonokie!”
31 Likewise, the High-priests also, mocking one to another, with the Scribes, were saying—Others, he saved, himself, he cannot save!
O ũndũ ũmwe athĩnjĩri-Ngai arĩa anene, na arutani a watho nĩmamũnyũrũragia, makerana atĩrĩ, “Nĩarahonokagia arĩa angĩ, no ndangĩhota kwĩhonokia we mwene.
32 The Christ, the King of Israel—let him come down now from the cross, that we may see and believe. And, they who had been crucified with him, were casting it in his teeth.
Kristũ ũyũ, Mũthamaki wa Isiraeli-rĩ, ta nĩakĩharũrũke rĩu oime mũtharaba-inĩ, nĩguo tuone twĩtĩkie.” O nao arĩa maambanĩirio hamwe nake, makĩmũruma.
33 And, when it was the sixth hour, darkness, came on all the land—until the ninth hour;
Na rĩrĩ, thaa thita cia mũthenya ciakinya, bũrũri wothe ũkĩgĩa nduma nginya thaa kenda.
34 and, at the ninth hour, Jesus, uttered a cry, with a loud voice—Eloi! Eloi! lama sabachthanei? which is, being translated—My God! [My God!] to what end, didst thou forsake me?
Na thaa kenda Jesũ akĩgũthũka na mũgambo mũnene, akiuga atĩrĩ, “Eloi, Eloi, lama sabakithani?” naguo ũguo nĩ kuuga atĩrĩ, “Ngai wakwa, Ngai wakwa, wandiganĩria nĩkĩ?”
35 And, some of the by-standers, having heard, were saying—See! Elijah, he calleth!
Rĩrĩa andũ amwe a arĩa marũngiĩ hau maiguire ũguo, makiuga atĩrĩ, “Ta thikĩrĩriai agĩĩta Elija.”
36 And one, running, filled a sponge with vinegar, and, putting it about a reed, was giving him to drink, saying—Stay! let us see whether Elijah is coming, to take him down!
Mũndũ ũmwe agĩtengʼera, agĩtobokia thibũnji thiki-inĩ akĩmĩthecerera kamũrangi-inĩ akĩhe Jesũ anyue. Akiuga atĩrĩ, “Tiganai nake. Rekei tuone kana Elija nĩegũũka kũmũcuurũria mũtharaba-inĩ.”
37 But, Jesus, sending out a loud voice, ceased to breathe.
Nake Jesũ agĩkaya aanĩrĩire, agĩtuĩkana.
38 And, the veil of the Temple, was rent into two, from top to bottom.
Nakĩo gĩtambaya kĩa hekarũ gĩgĩatũkana icunjĩ igĩrĩ kuuma igũrũ nginya thĩ.
39 Now the centurion, who was standing near, out over against him, seeing, that, thus, he ceased to breathe, said—Truly, this man, was God’s son!
Na rĩrĩa mũnene-wa-thigari-igana, ũrĩa warũngiĩ hau mangʼethanĩire, aiguire ũrĩa akaya na akĩona ũrĩa akua, akiuga atĩrĩ, “Ti-itherũ mũndũ ũyũ oima Mũrũ wa Ngai!”
40 And there were, women also, from afar, looking on, —among whom were both Mary the Magdalene, and Mary the mother of James the Little and Joses, and Salome;
Nĩ haarĩ na atumia meeroragĩra marĩ haraaya. Ũmwe wao aarĩ Mariamu Mũmagidali, na Mariamu nyina wa Jakubu ũrĩa warĩ Mũnini na wa Jose, na Salome.
41 who, when he was in Galilee, used to follow him, and minister unto him, —and many other women, who had come up with him unto Jerusalem.
Rĩrĩa aarĩ Galili, atumia aya nĩo maamũrũmagĩrĩra na makamũtungatagĩra. Ningĩ hau nĩ haarĩ na atumia angĩ aingĩ arĩa mookĩte nake Jerusalemu.
42 And evening, already, having begun, since it was a preparation, that is, the eve of a Sabbath,
Na tondũ kwarĩ Mũthenya wa Kwĩhaarĩria (nĩguo mũthenya ũrĩa wĩ mbere ya Thabatũ), gwakuhĩrĩria hwaĩ-inĩ-rĩ,
43 Joseph of Arimathaea, a noble counsellor, who, also himself, was awaiting the kingdom of God, came; and, venturing, went in unto Pilate, and claimed the body of Jesus.
Jusufu wa Arimathea, mũndũ warĩ igweta mũno Kĩama-inĩ gĩa athuuri, na we mwene nĩeetagĩrĩra ũthamaki wa Ngai, agĩthiĩ kũrĩ Pilato na ũcamba, akĩhooya etĩkĩrio akuue mwĩrĩ wa Jesũ.
44 But, Pilate, wondered whether, already, he was dead; and, calling near the centurion, questioned him—whether he had, already, died.
Nake Pilato akĩgega aigua atĩ Jesũ nĩarĩkĩtie gũkua. Agĩĩta mũthigari ũrĩa mũnene-wa-thigari-igana, akĩmũũria kana Jesũ nĩarĩkĩtie gũkua.
45 And, getting to know from the centurion, he presented the corpse unto Joseph.
Rĩrĩa aamenyithirio nĩ mũnene ũcio wa thigari igana atĩ nĩguo kwarĩ, agĩĩtĩkĩria Jusufu akuue mwĩrĩ ũcio.
46 And, buying a fine Indian cloth, he took him down, and wrapped him about with the cloth, and laid him in a tomb, which had been hewn out of a rock, —and rolled near a stone upon the door of the tomb.
Nĩ ũndũ ũcio Jusufu akĩgũra taama wa gatani, agĩcuurũria mwĩrĩ ũcio. Akĩũkũnja na taama ũcio wa gatani, agĩthiĩ akĩũiga thĩinĩ wa mbĩrĩra yenjetwo rwaro-inĩ rwa ihiga. Agĩcooka akĩgaragaria ihiga rĩkĩhinga mũromo wa mbĩrĩra ĩyo.
47 Now, Mary the Magdalene, and Mary the mother of Joses, were viewing how he had been laid.
Nake Mariamu Mũmagidali na Mariamu ũrĩa nyina wa Jose makĩona harĩa aigirwo.
