Isaiah 25
1 O Jehovah, thou are my God. I will exalt thee. I will praise thy name. For thou have done wonderful things, even counsels of old, in faithfulness and truth.
Awurade, wo ne me Nyankopɔn; mɛma wo so na mayi wo din ayɛ, efisɛ wufi nokwaredi mu, ayɛ anwonwade bebree, nneɛma a wɔahyehyɛ fi teteete.
2 For thou have made of a city a heap, of a fortified city a ruin, a palace of strangers to be no city. It shall never be built.
Woayɛ kuropɔn no nnwiriwii siw, kurow no a ɛwɔ bammɔ no asɛe; ananafo abandennen no nyɛ kuropɔn bio; na wɔrensi bio.
3 Therefore a strong people shall glorify thee, a city of oppressive nations shall fear thee.
Enti aman a wɔyɛ den bedi wo ni atutuwpɛfo aman bɛhyɛ wo anuonyam.
4 For thou have been a stronghold to a poor man, a stronghold to a needy man in his distress, a refuge from the storm, a shade from the heat, when the blast of the oppressors is as a storm against the wall.
Woayɛ ahiafo guankɔbea, ohiani mmɔborɔni guankɔbea, ahum ano ahintawee ɔhyew mu nwini na atirimɔdenfo home te sɛ ahum a ɛrebɔ dwira ɔfasu
5 As the heat in a dry place thou will bring down the noise of strangers, as the heat by the shade of a cloud, the song of the oppressors shall be brought low.
ne ɔhyew a ɛwɔ nweatam so. Wobrɛ ananafo huuyɛ ase; sɛnea omununkum brɛ owia hyew ano ase no, saa ara na atirimɔdenfo nnwom nso begyae.
6 And in this mountain Jehovah of hosts will make to all peoples a feast of fat things, a feast of wines on the dregs, of fat things full of marrow, of wines on the dregs well refined.
Asafo Awurade bɛto pon wɔ saa bepɔw yi so obesiesie nnuan pa ne nsa a adi nna; nam pa ne nsa pa ama nnipa nyinaa.
7 And he will destroy on this mountain the face of the covering that covers all peoples, and the veil that is spread over all nations.
Wɔ bepɔw yi so, ɔbɛsɛe ntama a ɛkata nnipa nyinaa ho ne nkataso a ɛkata aman nyinaa so no;
8 He will swallow up death in victory, and the lord Jehovah will wipe away tears from off all faces. And he will take away the reproach of his people from off all the earth. For Jehovah has spoken it.
Ɔbɛmene owu afebɔɔ. Asafo Awurade bɛpepa ani so nusu nyinaa. Obeyi ne nkurɔfo ahohora, afi nsase nyinaa so. Awurade, na waka.
9 And it shall be said in that day, Lo, this is our God. We have waited for him, and he will save us. This is Jehovah. We have waited for him. We will be glad and rejoice in his salvation.
Saa da no, wɔbɛka se, “Ampa ara yɛn Nyankopɔn ni; yɛde yɛn ho too no so na ogyee yɛn; Awurade no ni, yegyee no dii; momma yenni ahurusi na yɛn ani nnye wɔ ne nkwagye no mu.”
10 For the hand of Jehovah will rest on this mountain. And Moab shall be trodden down in his place, even as straw is trodden down in the water of the dunghill.
Awurade nsa bɛda saa bepɔw yi so; nanso obetiatia Moab so te sɛ sare a wotiatia so de fra sumina.
11 And he shall spread forth his hands in the midst of it as he who swims spreads forth his hands to swim. But Jehovah will lay low his pride together with the craft of his hands.
Wɔbɛtrɛtrɛw wɔn nsa mu wɔ so, sɛnea asuguarefo trɛtrɛw wɔn nsa mu de guare. Onyankopɔn bɛbrɛ wɔn ahomaso ase a ɔrenhwɛ wɔn nsa ano dwumadi ho.
12 And the high fortress of thy walls he has brought down, laid low, and brought to the ground, even to the dust.
Obebubu mo bammɔ afasu atenten no agu, obebubu agu fam ama ayɛ mfutuma.
