Isaiah 25
1 O YHWH, You [are] my God, I exalt You, I confess Your Name, For You have done a wonderful thing, Counsels of old, steadfastness, O steadfast One.
Ao, Awurade, wone me Onyankopɔn; mɛma wo so na mayi wo din ayɛ, ɛfiri sɛ wofiri nokorɛdie mu ayɛ anwanwadeɛ bebree, nneɛma a wɔahyehyɛ firi teteete.
2 For You made of a city a heap, Of a fortified city a ruin, A high place of strangers from [being] a city, It is not built for all time.
Woayɛ kuropɔn no mmubuiɛ sie, kuro no a ɛwɔ banbɔ no asɛe; ananafoɔ abandenden no nyɛ kuropɔn bio; na wɔrensi bio.
3 Therefore a strong people honors You, A city of the terrible nations fears You.
Enti aman a wɔyɛ den bɛdi wo ni atutupɛfoɔ aman bɛhyɛ wo animuonyam.
4 For You have been a stronghold for the poor, A stronghold for the needy in his distress, A refuge from storm, a shadow from heat, When the spirit of the terrible [is] as a storm—a wall.
Woayɛ ahiafoɔ dwanekɔbea, ohiani mmɔborɔni dwanekɔbea, ahum ano ahintaeɛ ɔhyeɛ mu nwunu na atutupɛfoɔ ahome te sɛ ahum a ɛrebɔ dwira ɔfasuo
5 As heat in a dry place, You humble the noise of strangers, [As] heat with the shadow of a thick cloud, The singing of the terrible is humbled.
ne ɔhyew a ɛwɔ anweatam so. Wobrɛ ananafoɔ hooyɛ ase; sɛdeɛ omununkum brɛ owia ɔhyeɛ ano ase no, saa ara na atutupɛfoɔ nnwom nso bɛgyaeɛ.
6 And YHWH of Hosts has made, For all the peoples in this mountain, A banquet of fat things, A banquet of preserved things, Fat things full of marrow, Preserved things—refined.
Asafo Awurade bɛto ɛpono wɔ saa bepɔ yi so. Ɔbɛsiesie nnuane pa ne nsã a adi nna, ɛnam pa ne nsã pa ama nnipa nyinaa.
7 And He has swallowed up in this mountain The face of the wrapping that is wrapped over all the peoples, And of the covering that is spread over all the nations.
Wɔ bepɔ yi so, ɔbɛsɛe owuo ntoma a ɛkata nnipa nyinaa ho ne owuo nkatasoɔ a ɛkata aman nyinaa so;
8 He has swallowed up death in victory, And Lord YHWH has wiped [the] tear from off all faces, And He turns aside the reproach of His people from off all the earth, For YHWH has spoken.
Ɔbɛmene owuo afebɔɔ. Asafo Awurade bɛpepa aniso nisuo nyinaa. Ɔbɛyi ne nkurɔfoɔ ahohora, afiri nsase nyinaa so. Awurade na waka.
9 And [one] has said in that day, “Behold, this [is] our God, We waited for Him, and He saves us, This [is] YHWH, we have waited for Him, We are glad and rejoice in His salvation!”
Saa ɛda no, wɔbɛka sɛ, “Ampa ara yɛn Onyankopɔn nie; yɛde yɛn ho too no so na ɔgyee yɛn; Awurade no nie, yɛgyee no diiɛ; momma yɛnni ahurisie na yɛn ani nnye wɔ ne nkwagyeɛ no mu.”
10 For the hand of YHWH rests on this mountain, And Moab is trodden down under Him, As straw is trodden down on a dunghill.
Awurade nsa bɛda saa bepɔ yi so; nanso ɔbɛtiatia Moab so te sɛ ɛserɛ a wɔtiatia so de fra sumena.
11 And He spread out His hands in its midst, As the swimmer spreads out to swim; And He has humbled his excellence With the machinations of his hands.
Wɔbɛtrɛtrɛ wɔn nsa mu wɔ so, sɛdeɛ osudwarefoɔ trɛtrɛ ne nsa mu de dwareɛ. Onyankopɔn bɛbrɛ wɔn ahomasoɔ ase a ɔrenhwɛ wɔn nsa ano dwumadie ho.
12 And the fortress of the high place of your walls He has bowed down—He has made low, He has caused [it] to come to the earth—to dust.
Ɔbɛbubu mo banbɔ afasuo atentene no agu; ɔbɛbubu agu fam ama ayɛ mfuturo.
