Jeremiah 46
1 The word of the Lord which came to Jeremiah the prophet about the nations.
Yei ne asɛm a ɛfiri Awurade nkyɛn baa odiyifoɔ Yeremia hɔ a ɛfa aman no ho.
2 Of Egypt: about the army of Pharaoh-neco, king of Egypt, which was by the river Euphrates in Carchemish, which Nebuchadrezzar, king of Babylon, overcame in the fourth year of Jehoiakim, the son of Josiah, king of Judah.
Deɛ ɛfa Misraim ho no nie: Yei ne nsɛm a ɛtia Misraimhene Farao Neko akodɔm a Babiloniahene Nebukadnessar dii wɔn so nkonim wɔ Karkemis, Asubɔnten Eufrate ho wɔ Yudahene Yosia babarima Yehoakim adedie afe a ɛtɔ so ɛnan no:
3 Get out the breastplate and body-cover, and come together to the fight.
“Siesie wʼakokyɛm, akɛseɛ ne nketewa nyinaa, na montu ntene nkɔ ɔsa!
4 Make the horses ready, and get up, you horsemen, and take your places with your head-dresses; make the spears sharp and put on the breastplates.
Monsiesie apɔnkɔ no, na momforo ntenatena wɔn so. Monyinagyina mo afa a mo dadeɛ kyɛ hyehyɛ mo! Monse mo mpea ano, na monhyɛ mo nkataboɔ.
5 What have I seen? they are overcome with fear and turned back; their men of war are broken and have gone in flight, not looking back: fear is on every side, says the Lord.
Ɛdeɛn na mehunu? Wɔabɔ hu, wɔresane wɔn akyi, wɔn nnɔmmarima adi nkoguo. Wɔdwane ntɛm so a wɔnnhwɛ wɔn akyi, na ehu wɔ baabiara,” Awurade na ɔseɛ.
6 Let not the quick-footed go in flight, or the man of war get away; on the north, by the river Euphrates, they are slipping and falling.
Ɔhoɔherɛfoɔ ntumi nnwane, na ɔhoɔdenfoɔ nso saa ara. Atifi fam wɔ Asubɔnten Eufrate ho wɔsuntisunti na wɔhwehwe ase.
7 Who is this coming up like the Nile, whose waters are lifting their heads like the rivers?
“Hwan, na ɔma ne homene so sɛ Asubɔnten Nil, sɛ nsubɔntene a emu nsuo woro soɔ yi?
8 Egypt is coming up like the Nile, and his waters are lifting their heads like the rivers, and he says, I will go up, covering the earth; I will send destruction on the town and its people.
Misraim ma ne homene so sɛ Nil, sɛ nsubɔntene a emu nsuo woro soɔ. Ɔka sɛ, ‘Mɛsɔre akata asase no so; mɛsɛe nkuropɔn ne emu nnipa.’
9 Go up, you horses; go rushing on, you carriages of war; go out, you men of war: Cush and Put, gripping the body-cover, and the Ludim, with bent bows.
Monkɔ mo anim, apɔnkɔ! Monka wɔn anibereɛ so, Ao teaseɛnamkafoɔ! Montu ntene, Ao nnɔmmarima, Kus ne Put mmarimma a mokura akokyɛm, Lidia mmarima a moto agyan.
10 But that day is the day of the Lord, the Lord of armies, a day of punishment when he will take payment from his haters: and the sword will have all its desire, drinking their blood in full measure: for there is an offering to the Lord, the Lord of armies, in the north country by the river Euphrates.
Nanso, ɛda no yɛ Awurade, Asafo Awurade dea, aweretɔ da, nʼatamfoɔ so aweretɔ. Akofena bɛkunkum akɔsi sɛ ɔbɛmee, akɔsi ɛberɛ a ɔde mogya bɛdwodwo ne sukɔm ano. Ɛfiri sɛ, Awurade, Asafo Awurade bɛbɔ afɔdeɛ wɔ atifi fam asase a ɛwɔ Asubɔnten Eufrate ho no so.
11 Go up to Gilead and take sweet oil, O virgin daughter of Egypt: there is no help in all your medical arts; nothing will make you well.
“Foro kɔ Gilead kɔgye aduro Ao, Misraim Babaa Babunu. Nanso, nnuro bebrebe a wofa no yɛ kwa, ayaresa biara nni hɔ ma wo.
12 Your shame has come to the ears of the nations, and the earth is full of your cry: for the strong man is falling against the strong, they have come down together.
Amanaman no bɛte wʼanimguaseɛ; wʼagyaadwoɔ bɛhyɛ asase so ma. Ɔkofoɔ baako bɛsunti ɔfoforɔ so; na wɔn baanu bɛbɔ mu ahwe ase.”
13 The word which the Lord said to Jeremiah the prophet, of how Nebuchadrezzar, king of Babylon, would come and make war on the land of Egypt.
Yei ne asɛm a Awurade ka kyerɛɛ odiyifoɔ Yeremia a ɛfa Babiloniahene Nebukadnessar ba a ɔbɛba abɛto ahyɛ Misraim so:
14 Give the news in Migdol, make it public in Noph: say, Take up your positions and make yourselves ready; for on every side of you the sword has made destruction.
“Mommɔ yei ho dawuro wɔ Misraim, na mompae mu nka wɔ Migdol; monka wɔ Memfis ne Tapanhes nso sɛ, ‘Monnyinagyina na monyɛ krado, ɛfiri sɛ, akofena rekunkum wɔn a wɔatwa mo ho ahyia.’
15 Why has Apis, your strong one, gone in flight? he was not able to keep his place, because the Lord was forcing him down with strength.
Adɛn enti na mo nnɔmmarima bɛboto sei? Wɔrentumi nnyina, ɛfiri sɛ, Awurade bɛbɔ wɔn ahwe fam.
16 ... are stopped in their going, they are falling; and they say one to another, Let us get up and go back to our people, to the land of our birth, away from the cruel sword.
Wɔbɛsuntisunti atoatoa so; wɔbɛhwehwe ase adeda wɔn ho wɔn ho so. Wɔbɛka sɛ, ‘Monsɔre, momma yɛnkɔ yɛn nkyi nkɔ yɛn nkurɔfoɔ nkyɛn ne baabi a wɔwoo yɛn, na yɛmfiri ɔhyɛsofoɔ no akofena ano.’
17 Give a name to Pharaoh, king of Egypt: A noise who has let the time go by.
Ɛhɔ na wɔbɛteam sɛ, ‘Misraimhene Farao dwa nʼanom kwa; nʼakwannya a ɔwɔ no atwam.’
18 By my life, says the King, whose name is the Lord of armies, truly, like Tabor among the mountains and like Carmel by the sea, so will he come.
“Ampa ara sɛ mete ase yi” Ɔhene a ne din ne Asafo Awurade na ɔseɛ, “Ɔbaako bɛba a ɔte sɛ Tabor wɔ mmepɔ no mu, anaasɛ Karmel a ɛwɔ mpoano.
19 O daughter living in Egypt, make ready the vessels of a prisoner: for Noph will become a waste, it will be burned up and become unpeopled.
Mommoaboa mo nneɛma ano ntwɛn nnommumfa, mo a motete Misraim, ɛfiri sɛ wɔbɛsɛe Memfis kuro na ɛbɛda mpan a obiara rentena so.
20 Egypt is a fair young cow; but a biting insect has come on her out of the north.
“Misraim yɛ nantwie ba bereɛ a ne ho yɛ fɛ, nanso kawere bi firi atifi fam reba ne so.
21 And those who were her fighters for payment are like fat oxen; for they are turned back, they have gone in flight together, they do not keep their place: for the day of their fate has come on them, the time of their punishment.
Asraafoɔ apaafoɔ a wɔwɔ wɔn mu no te sɛ anantwie mma a wɔadɔre sradeɛ. Wɔn nso bɛdane wɔn ho adwane abom, wɔrentumi nnyina wɔn nan so, ɛfiri sɛ, amanehunu da no reba wɔn so, ɛberɛ a wɔde bɛtwe wɔn aso no.
22 She makes a sound like the hiss of a snake when they come on with strength; they go against her with axes, like wood-cutters.
Misraim bɛtee so sɛ ɔtweaseɛ a ɔredwane ɛberɛ a ɔtamfoɔ de ahoɔden reba ne so no; wɔde mmonnua bɛba ne so te sɛ mmarima a wɔbu nnua.
23 They will be cutting down her woods, for they may not be searched out; because they are like locusts, more than may be numbered.
Wɔbɛsɛe ne kwaeɛ,” Awurade na ɔseɛ, “sɛdeɛ ayɛ kusuu yi mpo. Wɔdɔɔso bebree sene ntutummɛ, na wɔrentumi nkane wɔn.
24 The daughter of Egypt will be put to shame; she will be given up into the hands of the people of the north.
Wɔbɛgu Ɔbabaa Misraim anim ase, wɔde no bɛhyɛ atifi fam nnipa no nsa.”
25 The Lord of armies, the God of Israel, has said: See, I will send punishment on Amon of No and on Pharaoh and on those who put their faith in him;
Asafo Awurade, Israel Onyankopɔn, ka sɛ, “Mede asotwe reba Tebes nyame Amon, Farao, Misraim ne nʼanyame ne nʼahemfo ne wɔn a wɔde wɔn ho to Farao soɔ no so.
26 And I will give them up into the hands of those who will take their lives, and into the hands of Nebuchadrezzar, king of Babylon, and into the hands of his servants: and later, it will be peopled as in the past, says the Lord.
Mede wɔn bɛhyɛ wɔn a wɔpɛ sɛ wɔkum wɔn no nsa: Babiloniahene Nebukadnessar ne nʼadwumayɛfoɔ no. Nanso, akyire no, nnipa bɛtena Misraim asase so te sɛ kane no,” Awurade na ɔseɛ.
27 But have no fear, O Jacob, my servant, and do not be troubled, O Israel: for see, I will make you come back from far away, and your seed from the land where they are prisoners; and Jacob will come back, and will be quiet and in peace, and no one will give him cause for fear.
“Nsuro, Ao Yakob me ɔsomfoɔ; mma wʼaba mu mmu, Ao Israel. Ampa ara mɛgye wo afiri beaeɛ a ɛwɔ akyirikyiri, ne wʼasefoɔ afiri wɔn nnommumfa asase so. Yakob bɛsane anya asomdwoeɛ ne banbɔ, na obiara renhunahuna no.
28 Have no fear, O Jacob, my servant, says the Lord; for I am with you: for I will put an end to all the nations where I have sent you, but I will not put an end to you completely: though with wise purpose I will put right your errors, and will not let you go quite without punishment.
Nsuro, Ao, Yakob me ɔsomfoɔ; na me ne wɔ hɔ,” Awurade na ɔseɛ. “Ɛwom sɛ mesɛe aman no nyinaa koraa, aman a mehwetee mo kɔɔ so no deɛ, nanso merensɛe mo korakora. Mede tenenee nko ara na ɛbɛtenetene mo so; meremma mommfa mo ho nni a merentwe mo aso.”
