Esther 7
1 The king and Haman went to Queen Esther's dinner.
Enti, ɔhene no ne Haman kɔɔ Ɔhemmaa Ɛster apontoɔ no.
2 At this second dinner, as they were drinking wine, the king asked Esther again, “What are you really asking for, Queen Esther? It will be given to you. What do you want? You shall have it, as much as half my empire!”
Na ɛberɛ a wɔrenonom nsã saa da no, bio, ɔhene no ka kyerɛɛ no sɛ, “Ɔhemmaa Ɛster, kyerɛ me deɛ wopɛ. Wʼabisadeɛ ne sɛn? Sɛ ɛyɛ ahemman yi mu fa koraa a, mede bɛma wo!”
3 Queen Esther answered, “If the king looks on me favorably, and if it please Your Majesty to grant me my life, that is my request; and the lives of my people, that is what I ask.
Ɔhemmaa Ɛster buaa sɛ, “Sɛ Ɔhene kɛseɛ ani gye me ho, na ɔpɛ sɛ ɔyɛ mʼabisadeɛ ma me a, mʼadesrɛ ara ne sɛ, ɔbɛgyaa me nkwa ne me manfoɔ nkwa mu ama yɛn.
4 For my people and I have been sold to be destroyed, killed, and annihilated. If we had only been sold as slaves, I would have kept quiet, because our suffering would not have justified disturbing the king.”
Ɛfiri sɛ, wɔatɔn me ne me manfoɔ ama nnipa a wɔbɛkunkum yɛn, atɔre yɛn ase. Sɛ wɔtɔn yɛn sɛ nkoa kɛkɛ mpo a, anka mɛtena dinn, ɛfiri sɛ, ɛno deɛ, ɛyɛ asɛm kumaa bi a ɛho nhia sɛ wɔde kɔdan ɔhene.”
5 The king asked Queen Esther, demanding to know, “Who is this? Where is the man who has dared to do this?”
Ɔhene Ahasweros bisaa sɛ, “Hwan na ɔbɛyɛ saa? Na hwan na ɔbɛtumi de ne nsa aka wo?”
6 “The man, the opponent, the enemy, is this evil Haman!” Esther replied. Haman shook with terror in front of the king and the queen.
Ɛster buaa sɛ, “Saa omumuyɛfoɔ ne ɔtamfoɔ yi ne animguaseni Haman.” Ehu maa Haman too hoa wɔ ɔhene ne ɔhemmaa no anim.
7 The king was furious. He got up, leaving his wine, and went out into the palace garden. Haman stayed behind to beg for his life from Queen Esther, for he realized the king planned an evil end for him.
Ɔhene no de abufuo huri gyinaa ne nan so, na ɔkɔɔ ahemfie hɔ turo mu. Na Haman kaa hɔ, dwane toaa Ɔhemmaa Ɛster sɛ ɔnsrɛ ne nkwa mma no, ɛfiri sɛ, na ɔnim sɛ nʼawieeɛ aduru.
8 When the king came back in from the palace garden to the dining room, Haman had thrown himself on the couch where Queen Esther was. The king shouted out, “Is he even going to rape the queen here in the palace, right in front of me?” As soon as the king said this, the servants covered Haman's face.
Ɔde abasamutuo bu hwee Ɔhemmaa Ɛster mpa a ɔrehome so no so. Ɛhɔ ara na ɔhene no nso firii ahemfie no turo mu hɔ baeɛ. Ɔhene no bobɔɔ mu sɛ, “Hwɛ ɔrebɛboro ɔhemmaa yi wɔ ahemfie ha, wɔ mʼani so ha nso?” Ɔhene no kasa wieeɛ ara pɛ, nʼasomfoɔ no kataa Haman anim a ɛkyerɛ sɛ, nʼawieeɛ aduru.
9 Then Harbonah, one of the eunuchs attending the king, said: “Haman set up a pole beside his house for Mordecai, the one whose report saved the king's life. The pole is fifty cubits high.” “Impale him on it!” the king ordered.
Na Harbona a ɔyɛ ɔhene no apiafoɔ no mu baako kaa sɛ, “Haman asi dua a ne ɔsorokɔ yɛ anammɔn aduɔson enum wɔ ɔno ara nʼadihɔ. Na nʼadwene ne sɛ, ɔbɛsɛn Mordekai a ɔgyee ɔhene nkwa no wɔ so.” Afei, ɔhene no kaa sɛ, “Monsɛn Haman wɔ so.”
10 So they impaled Haman on the pole that he had set up for Mordecai. Then the anger of the king died down.
Enti, wɔsɛnee Haman wɔ dua no a ɔsi maa Mordekai no so, maa ɔhene no bo dwoeɛ.
