Jeremiah 8
1 When that happens, declares the Lord, the bones of the kings of Judah, the bones of the officials, the bones of the priests, the bones of the prophets, and the bones of the people of Jerusalem will be taken out of their graves.
“‘Saa bere no, sɛnea Awurade se ni, wobeyiyi Yuda ahemfo ne adwumayɛfo nnompe, asɔfo ne adiyifo nnompe ne Yerusalemfo nnompe afi wɔn nna mu.
2 They will lie exposed to the sun and moon, and to all the stars which they loved, which they served, which they followed, which they consulted, and which they worshiped. Their bones will not be collected or reburied, but will be left like manure lying on the ground.
Wɔbɛsɛw no kɛtɛ wɔ owia ne ɔsram ne ɔsorosoro nsoromma nyinaa a wɔdɔe, na wɔsomee, na wodii akyi kɔɔ so abisa na wɔsɔree no ase. Wɔremmoa wɔn ano na wɔrensie wɔn; mmom, wɔbɛyɛ sɛ sumina a egugu fam.
3 Those who are left of this evil family will prefer to die rather than live in every place I've scattered them, declares the Lord Almighty.
Baabiara a metwa saa ɔman bɔne yi nkae no asu akɔ no, wɔbɛpɛ sɛ wobewu sen sɛ wɔbɛtena nkwa mu, sɛnea Asafo Awurade se ni.’
4 Tell them this is what the Lord says: When people fall down, don't they get up again? When people go the wrong way, don't they turn around?
“Ka kyerɛ wɔn se, ‘Nea Awurade se ni: “‘Sɛ nnipa hwe ase a, wɔnsɔre ana? Sɛ onipa dan ne ho a, ɔnsan nʼakyi ana?
5 So why have these people of Jerusalem gone the wrong way? Why do they refuse to turn around from their repeated betrayals, holding on to all their lies?
Afei adɛn nti na saa nnipa yi adan wɔn ho? Adɛn nti na Yerusalem dan ne ho daa yi? Wokura nnaadaa mu pintinn; na wɔmpɛ sɛ wɔsan wɔn akyi.
6 I've heard exactly what they said, but they don't tell the truth. No one is sorry for doing wrong, asking, “What have I done?” Everyone chooses their own way, like a horse charging into battle.
Mawɛn mʼaso atie, nanso wɔnnka nea ɛteɛ. Wɔn mu biara nnu ne ho wɔ nʼamumɔyɛ ho, na ɔka se, “Dɛn na mayɛ?” Obiara fa ne kwan te sɛ ɔpɔnkɔ a ɔrepem akɔ akono.
7 Even storks high in the sky know when it's time to migrate. Turtledoves, swifts, and songbirds know when to fly away at the right time of the year. But my people don't know the laws of the Lord.
Mpo aturukuku a ɔwɔ wim nim ne mmere a wɔahyehyɛ ama no, na asukɔnkɔn, asomfena ne agyenkuku hu bere a wotu kɔtena baabi, nanso me nkurɔfo nnim nea Awurade hwehwɛ.
8 How on earth can you say, “We're wise, and we have the Law of the Lord?” Can't you see that the writings of your teachers of the Law have turned it into lies?
“‘Adɛn na mutumi ka se, “Yenim nyansa, efisɛ yɛwɔ Awurade mmara,” wɔ bere a akyerɛwfo kyerɛwdua torofo de atoro adannan mu?
9 The wise will be shown to be foolish; they will be shocked at being caught out. Can't you see that they've rejected what the Lord says—so do they have any wisdom at all?
Anyansafo no anim begu ase; wɔn ho bedwiriw wɔn na afide ayi wɔn. Sɛ wɔapo Awurade asɛm no a, na nyansa bɛn na wɔwɔ?
10 I'm going to give their wives to others, and their fields to different owners, since everyone cheats because they're greedy, poor and rich alike. Even prophets and priests—they are all dishonest liars!
Mede wɔn yerenom bɛma mmarima afoforo ne wɔn mfuw nso ama afoforo. Efi akumaa so kosi ɔkɛse so, wɔn nyinaa yɛ adifudepɛfo de pɛ ahonya; adiyifo ne asɔfo te saa, wɔn nyinaa yɛ asisifo.
11 They give my wounded people first aid, but they don't really care about them. They tell them, “Don't worry! We have peace!” even as war approaches.
Wɔtoto me nkurɔfo apirakuru te sɛnea ɛnyɛ hu. Wɔka se, “Asomdwoe, asomdwoe” wɔ mmere a asomdwoe nni hɔ.
12 Are they ashamed of the disgusting things they did? No, they're not ashamed at all, they can't even blush. So they will fall just like the others, when I punish them; they will drop down dead, says the Lord.
Wɔn ani wu wɔ wɔn animguase nneyɛe no ho ana? Dabi da, wɔn ani nnwu koraa; wonnim fɛre mpo. Enti wɔbɛtotɔ wɔ atɔfo mu; wɔbɛhwehwe ase, sɛ metwe wɔn aso a, sɛnea Awurade se ni.
13 I'm going to destroy them, declares the Lord. There will be no grapes left on the vines, no figs on the trees—even the leaves will wither. They will lose whatever I gave them.
“‘Mɛfa wɔn twabere nnɔbae akɔ, nea Awurade se ni. Aba biara remma bobe nnua no so. Aba biara remma borɔdɔma nnua no so, ɛso nhaban begunguan. Nea mede ama wɔn no, wobegye afi wɔn nsam.’”
14 The people say, “Why are we sitting around here? Let's get together and run to the fortified towns. We can die there, for the Lord our God is killing us by giving us poisoned water to drink, because we sinned against him.
Adɛn nti na yɛtete ha? Mommoaboa mo ho ano! Momma yenguan nkɔ nkuropɔn a ɛwɔ bammɔ mu na yenkowuwu wɔ hɔ! efisɛ Awurade yɛn Nyankopɔn abu yɛn kumfɔ na wama yɛn nsu a awuduru wɔ mu sɛ yɛnnom, efisɛ yɛayɛ bɔne atia no.
15 We hoped for peace, but instead nothing good has come; we hoped for a time of healing, but instead there was only sudden terror.”
Yɛhwɛɛ kwan sɛ yebenya asomdwoe nanso biribi pa biara amfi mu amma, yɛhwɛɛ ayaresabere kwan nanso ehu nko ara na ɛkaa yɛn.
16 The snorting of enemy horses can be heard from Dan. The whole country shakes in fear at the sound of the neighing of these strong stallions, They have come to destroy the country and everything in it; Jerusalem and everyone who lives there.
Wɔte atamfo no apɔnkɔ home fii Dan; na wɔn apɔnkɔnini su ma asase no nyinaa wosow. Wɔaba sɛ wɔrebɛsɛe asase no ne so nneɛma nyinaa, kuropɔn no ne wɔn a wɔtete mu nyinaa.
17 Watch out! I'm sending snakes among you, vipers that can't be charmed. They will come and bite you, declares the Lord.
“Hwɛ, mɛsoma awɔ a wɔn ano wɔ bɔre aba mo mu, nhurutoa a wontumi nnwudwo wɔn, na wɔbɛkeka mo,” nea Awurade se ni.
18 Nothing comforts me in my suffering; I feel terrible inside.
Wone mʼawerɛhow mu Werɛkyekyefo, me koma abotow wɔ me mu.
19 Listen to my people crying out for help from a distant land, asking “Isn't the Lord present in Zion anymore? Has her King left?” Why have they made me angry, worshiping their carved images and their useless foreign idols?
Tie me nkurɔfo sufrɛ; a efi akyirikyiri asase so: “Awurade nni Sion ana? Ne Hene no nni hɔ bio ana?” “Adɛn nti na wɔde wɔn nsɛsode ahyɛ me abufuw, wɔn ananafo ahoni huhuw no?”
20 “The harvest is over, the summer is finished, but we're not saved,” say the people.
“Otwabere no atwa mu, ahuhuru bere no aba awiei, na wonnnyee yɛn nkwa.”
21 I'm crushed by the injuries suffered by my people; I mourn for them. I'm horrified at what's happened!
Sɛ wɔadwerɛw me nkurɔfo no nti, wɔadwerɛw me; midi awerɛhow, na ahodwiriw akyekyere me.
22 Isn't there any ointment from Gilead to help heal them? Aren't there any doctors there? So why haven't my people been healed from their wounds?
Aduru bi nni Gilead ana? Ɔyaresafo bi nni hɔ ana? Na afei adɛn nti na ayaresa nni hɔ mma me nkurɔfo apirakuru?
