Isaiah 25
1 Lord, you are my God. I will honor you and praise who you are, because you have done wonderful things that you planned long ago. You are faithful and trustworthy!
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 You have turned the city into a pile of rubble; the fortified town is now a ruin; the foreigner palace is gone. It is no longer a city and it will never be rebuilt.
Woayɛ kuropɔn no nnwiriwii siw, kurow no a ɛwɔ bammɔ no asɛe; ananafo abandennen no nyɛ kuropɔn bio; na wɔrensi bio.
3 Because of this powerful nations will honor you; cities of brutal nations will be in awe of you.
Enti aman a wɔyɛ den bedi wo ni atutuwpɛfo aman bɛhyɛ wo anuonyam.
4 But you have protected the poor and needy when they were in trouble, you shielded them from storms and shaded them from the heat. For the actions of brutal people are like rain beating against a wall,
Woayɛ ahiafo guankɔbea, ohiani mmɔborɔni guankɔbea, ahum ano ahintawee ɔhyew mu nwini na atirimɔdenfo home te sɛ ahum a ɛrebɔ dwira ɔfasu
5 like heat in a desert. You end the noisy uprising of foreigners. In the same way that a cloud's shadow cools down the heat of the day, so the song sung by brutal people is silenced.
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 On this mountain the Lord Almighty will prepare a feast for all nations, a lavish feast of aged wines, rich food, and the best meat.
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 On this mountain he will destroy the veil that covers all the nations, the sheet that is over everyone.
Wɔ bepɔw yi so, ɔbɛsɛe ntama a ɛkata nnipa nyinaa ho ne nkataso a ɛkata aman nyinaa so no;
8 He will destroy death forever. The Lord God will wipe away all tears, and everywhere he will take away the humiliation suffered by his people. The Lord has spoken.
Ɔbɛmene owu afebɔɔ. Asafo Awurade bɛpepa ani so nusu nyinaa. Obeyi ne nkurɔfo ahohora, afi nsase nyinaa so. Awurade, na waka.
9 At that time his people will say, “Look! This is our God; we have trusted in him and he has saved us! This is the Lord we have been looking for. Now we can be happy and celebrate the salvation he brings!”
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 The Lord's hand of protection will be on this mountain. But the Moabites will be trampled underfoot like straw into the water of a manure pit.
Awurade nsa bɛda saa bepɔw yi so; nanso obetiatia Moab so te sɛ sare a wotiatia so de fra sumina.
11 They will reach out their hands to try and save themselves, like swimmers using their hands to swim, but their pride will be humbled however much they thrash about.
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 Moab, he will demolish your fortress with the high walls, bringing it down to the ground, into the dust.
Obebubu mo bammɔ afasu atenten no agu, obebubu agu fam ama ayɛ mfutuma.
