Micah 1
1 This is the word of the LORD that came to Micah the Moreshite in the days of Jotham, Ahaz, and Hezekiah, kings of Judah—what he saw regarding Samaria and Jerusalem:
Awurade de saa nsɛm yi brɛɛ Moresetni Mika ɛberɛ a na Yotam, Ahas ne Hesekia di adeɛ wɔ Yuda no. Anisoadehunu a ɔhunuiɛ fa Samaria ne Yerusalem ho.
2 Hear, O peoples, all of you; listen, O earth, and everyone in it! May the Lord GOD bear witness against you, the Lord from His holy temple.
Monyɛ aso, mo nnipa nyinaa, montie, asase ne mo a mote so nyinaa. Otumfoɔ Awurade redi adanseɛ atia mo, ɔkasa firi nʼasɔredan kronkron no mu.
3 For behold, the LORD comes forth from His dwelling place; He will come down and tread on the high places of the earth.
Monhwɛ! Awurade firi nʼatenaeɛ reba; ɔresiane na ɔnante asase sorɔnsorɔmmea so.
4 The mountains will melt beneath Him, and the valleys will split apart, like wax before the fire, like water rushing down a slope.
Mmepɔ nane wɔ nʼase, mmɔnhwa mu paepae te sɛ ama a aka ogya, te sɛ nsuo a ɛsiane ɔherɛ so firi kokoɔ so.
5 All this is for the transgression of Jacob and the sins of the house of Israel. What is the transgression of Jacob? Is it not Samaria? And what is the high place of Judah? Is it not Jerusalem?
Yei nyinaa yɛ Yakob nnebɔne, ne bɔne ahodoɔ a ɛwɔ Israel efie enti. Yakob nnebɔne ne sɛn? Ɛnyɛ Samaria anaa? Na ɛhe ne Yuda sorɔnsorɔmmea? Ɛnyɛ Yerusalem anaa?
6 Therefore I will make Samaria a heap of rubble in the open field, a planting area for a vineyard. I will pour her stones into the valley and expose her foundations.
“Enti mɛyɛ Samaria kuro no mmubuiɛ sie, baabi a wɔbɛyɛ bobe turo. Mehwie nʼaboɔ agu bɔnhwa mu ama ne fapem ho ada hɔ.
7 All her carved images will be smashed to pieces; all her wages will be burned in the fire, and I will destroy all her idols. Since she collected the wages of a prostitute, they will be used again on a prostitute.
Wɔbɛbubu nʼahoni nyinaa mu asinasini; wɔde ogya bɛhyɛ nʼasɔredan mu ayɛyɛdeɛ nyinaa. Mɛsɛe ne nsɛsodeɛ nyinaa. Esiane sɛ nʼakyɛdeɛ a waboa ano no nyinaa ɔnya firii adwamanfoɔ akatua mu no enti wɔde bɛma adwamanfoɔ.”
8 Because of this I will lament and wail; I will walk barefoot and naked. I will howl like a jackal and mourn like an ostrich.
Yeinom enti mɛsu atwa agyaadwoɔ; mede adagya bɛnante na mennhyɛ mpaboa. Mɛpɔ so sɛ odompo na masu sɛ ɔpatuo.
9 For her wound is incurable; it has reached even Judah; it has approached the gate of my people, as far as Jerusalem itself.
Nʼapirakuro no wuo ayɛ den; abɛduru Yuda. Abɛduru me nkurɔfoɔ ɛpono ano mpo aduru Yerusalem ankasa.
10 Do not tell it in Gath; do not weep at all. Roll in the dust in Beth-leaphrah.
Monnka no wɔ Gat monnsu koraa Mo a mowɔ Bet-Leafra deɛ monyantam mfuturo mu.
11 Depart in shameful nakedness, O dwellers of Shaphir. The dwellers of Zaanan will not come out. Beth-ezel is in mourning; its support is taken from you.
Monsene nkɔ adagya ne aniwuo mu, mo a mote Safir. Wɔn a wɔte Saanan ntumi mpue Bet-Esel wɔ awerɛhoɔ mu; ɛfiri sɛ, wo hɔ na ɔnya ne banbɔ.
12 For the dwellers of Maroth pined for good, but calamity came down from the LORD, even to the gate of Jerusalem.
Wɔn a wɔte Marot de ɔyea nukanuka wɔ mu de twɛn mmoa, ɛfiri sɛ amanehunu a ɛfiri Awurade hɔ aba abɛduru Yerusalem ɛpono ano.
13 Harness your chariot horses, O dweller of Lachish. You were the beginning of sin to the Daughter of Zion, for the transgressions of Israel were found in you.
Mo a mote Lakis, monsiesie nteaseɛnam no. Mo ne bɔne farebae ma Ɔbabaa Sion, na modii Israel anim kɔɔ bɔne mu.
14 Therefore, send farewell gifts to Moresheth-gath; the houses of Achzib will prove deceptive to the kings of Israel.
Enti mode ntetemu akyɛdeɛ bɛma Moreset-Gat, Aksib kuro bɛdaadaa Israel ahemfo.
15 I will again bring a conqueror against you, O dweller of Mareshah. The glory of Israel will come to Adullam.
Mede nkonimdifoɔ bɛtoa mo mo a mote Maresa. Deɛ ɔyɛ Israel onimuonyamfoɔ no bɛba Adulam.
16 Shave yourselves bald and cut off your hair in mourning for your precious children; make yourselves as bald as an eagle, for they will go from you into exile.
Monyi mo tirinwi mfa nni awerɛhoɔ, wɔ mma a mo ani gye wɔn ho no ho; mommɔ tikwa te sɛ ɔpete, ɛfiri sɛ, wɔbɛfa wɔn afiri mo nkyɛn akɔ nnommumfa mu.
