Isaiah 38
1 In those days Hezekiah became ill and was near death. And so, Isaiah, the son of Amoz, the prophet, entered to him, and he said to him: “Thus says the Lord: Put your house in order, for you shall die, and you shall not live.”
Saa ɛberɛ no mu, ɔhene Hesekia yaree yarewuo, ɛnna Amos babarima odiyifoɔ Yesaia kɔsraa no. Ɔkaa saa asɛm yi kyerɛɛ ɔhene no, “Sɛdeɛ Awurade seɛ nie: Hyɛ wo nsamanseɛ, ɛfiri sɛ, wobɛwu. Wo yadeɛ no rennyae.”
2 And Hezekiah turned his face toward the wall, and he prayed to the Lord.
Ɛberɛ a Hesekia tee asɛm yi, ɔtwaa nʼani hwɛɛ fasuo, bɔɔ Awurade mpaeɛ sɛ,
3 And he said: “I beg you, Lord, I beseech you, to remember how I walked before you in truth and with a whole heart, and that I have done what is good in your sight.” And Hezekiah wept with a great weeping.
“Kae, Ao, Awurade, sɛdeɛ manante wʼanim nokorɛm na mede mʼakoma ayɛ deɛ ɛfata wɔ wʼanim.” Na Hesekia suu bebree.
4 And the word of the Lord came to Isaiah, saying:
Na saa asɛm yi firi Awurade nkyɛn kɔɔ Yesaia hɔ sɛ,
5 “Go and say to Hezekiah: Thus says the Lord, the God of David, your father: I have heard your prayer, and I have seen your tears. Behold, I will add fifteen years to your days.
“Sane kɔ Hesekia nkyɛn, na kɔka kyerɛ no sɛ, ‘Sei na Awurade, wʼagya Dawid Onyankopɔn ka: Mate wo mpaeɛbɔ no, na mahunu wo nisuo. Mede mfeɛ dunum bɛka wo nkwa nna ho.
6 And I will rescue you and this city from the hand of the king of the Assyrians, and I will protect it.
Na mɛgye wo ne kuropɔn yi afiri Asiriahene nsam. Mɛbɔ kuropɔn yi ho ban.
7 And this will be a sign for you from the Lord, that the Lord will do this word, which he has spoken:
“‘Na yei ne nsɛnkyerɛnneɛ a Awurade bɛyɛ de adi ho adanseɛ sɛ, ɔbɛdi ne bɔhyɛ so:
8 Behold, I will cause the shadow of the lines, which has now descended on the sundial of Ahaz, to move in reverse for ten lines.” And so, the sun moved backward by ten lines, through the degrees by which it had descended.
Mɛma owia ano sunsum atwe akɔ nʼakyi anammɔn edu wɔ Ahas atwedeɛ so.’” Ɛno enti, owia hyerɛn no kɔɔ nʼakyi anammɔn edu.
9 The writing of Hezekiah, the king of Judah, after he had fallen ill and had recovered from his sickness:
Deɛ Yudahene Hesekia twerɛeɛ ne yadeɛ ne nʼayaresa akyi nie:
10 “I said: In the middle of my days, I will go to the gates of Hell. So I sought the remainder of my years. (Sheol h7585)
Mekaa sɛ, “Mʼasetena mu nnapa yi mu ɛsɛ sɛ mefa owuo apono mu na wɔgye me mfeɛ a aka yi anaa?” (Sheol h7585)
11 I said: I will not see the Lord God in the land of the living. I will no longer behold man, nor the habitation of rest.
Mekaa sɛ, “Merenhunu Awurade Onyankopɔn bio Awurade a ɔwɔ ateasefoɔ asase so. Merenhunu adasamma bio, anaa merenka wɔn a wɔte ewiase yi ho bio.
12 My longevity has been taken away; it has been folded up and taken from me, like the tent of a shepherd. My life has been cut off, as if by a weaver. While I was still beginning, he cut me off. From morning until evening, you have marked out my limits.
Wɔadwiri me fie agu agye afiri me nsam, te sɛ odwanhwɛfoɔ ntomadan. Matwa me nkwa so sɛdeɛ ɔnwomfoɔ, twa me firi asadua so; awia ne anadwo wotwaa me nkwa so.
13 I hoped, even until morning. Like a lion, so has he crushed all my bones. From morning until evening, you have marked my limits.
Mede ntoboaseɛ twɛneeɛ kɔsii ahemadakye, nanso wɔbobɔɔ me nnompe mu te sɛ gyata; awia ne anadwo wotwaa me nkwa so.
14 I will cry out, like a young swallow. I will meditate, like a dove. My eyes have been weakened by gazing upward. O Lord, I suffer violence! Answer in my favor.
Mesuiɛ sɛ asomfena anaa asukɔnkɔn; metwaa adwo sɛ aborɔnoma a ɔredi awerɛhoɔ. Mʼani yɛɛ siamoo ɛberɛ a mehwɛɛ soro. Mewɔ ɔhaw mu, Awurade, bra bɛboa me!”
15 What can I say, or what would he answer me, since he himself has done this? I will acknowledge to you all my years, in the bitterness of my soul.
Na ɛdeɛn na mɛtumi aka? Wakasa akyerɛ me, na ɔno ankasa na wayɛ yei. Mede ahobrɛaseɛ bɛnante mʼasetena nyinaa mu me kra ahoyera yi enti.
16 O Lord, if such is life, and if the life of my spirit is of such a kind, may you correct me and may you cause me to live.
Awurade, ɛnam saa nneɛma yi so na nnipa nya nkwa na me honhom nso anya nkwa wɔ mu. Wode mʼapɔmuden asane ama me. Wonam so ama manya nkwa.
17 Behold, in peace my bitterness is most bitter. But you have rescued my soul, so that it would not perish. You have cast all my sins behind your back.
Aane, ɛyɛ me yieyɛ enti na mekɔɔ saa ahoyera yi mu. Wo dɔ enti, wode me sieeɛ na mankɔ ɔsɛe amena mu; na wode me bɔne nyinaa akyɛ me.
18 For Hell will not confess to you, and death will not praise you. Those who descend into the pit will not hope for your truth. (Sheol h7585)
Damena rentumi nkamfo wo; owuo rentumi nto wo ayɛyi nnwom; wɔn a wɔsiane kɔ amena mu no rentumi nya anidasoɔ wɔ wo nokorɛ mu bio. (Sheol h7585)
19 The living, the living, these will give praise to you, as I also do this day! The father will make the truth known to the sons.
Ateasefoɔ nko na wɔbɛtumi akamfo wo, sɛdeɛ mereyɛ ɛnnɛ yi; agyanom ka wo nokorɛdie ho asɛm kyerɛ wɔn mma.
20 O Lord, save me! And we will sing our psalms, all the days of our life, in the house of the Lord.”
Awurade bɛgye me nkwa, na yɛde ahoma nnwontodeɛ bɛto nnwom yɛn nkwa nna nyinaa wɔ Awurade efie.
21 Now Isaiah had ordered them to take a paste of figs, and to spread it like plaster over the wound, so that he would be healed.
Na Yesaia kaa sɛ, “Momfa borɔdɔma nyɛ nku mfa nsra pɔmpɔ no so, na ne ho bɛyɛ no den.”
22 And Hezekiah said, “What will be the sign that I may go up to the house of the Lord?”
Na Hesekia bisaa sɛ, “Ɛdeɛn nsɛnkyerɛnneɛ na ɛbɛda no adi sɛ mɛkɔ Awurade asɔredan mu?”
