Isaiah 5
1 Now let me sing for my Beloved, A song of my Beloved as to His vineyard: My beloved has a vineyard in a fruitful hill,
Mɛto dwom ama me dɔfo ɛdwom a ɛfa ne bobe turo ho: Na me dɔfo wɔ bobe turo bi wɔ asasebereɛ bi a ɛda bepɔ ani.
2 And He fences it, and casts out its stones, And plants it [with] a choice vine, And builds a tower in its midst, And has also hewn out a winepress in it, And He waits for the yielding of grapes, And it yields bad ones!
Ɔfuntum asase no yiyii mu aboɔ, na ɔduaa bobe a ɛyɛ papa wɔ so. Ɔsii ɔwɛn aban wɔ mfimfini na ɔtuu nsakyimena nso. Afei, ɔhwɛɛ anim sɛ ɔbɛtwa bobe aba pa, nanso ɛsoo aba bɔne.
3 And now, O inhabitant of Jerusalem and man of Judah, Please judge between Me and My vineyard.
“Afei, mo a motete Yerusalem ne Yuda mmarima, mommu me ne me bobe turo ntam atɛn.
4 What [is there] to do still to My vineyard, That I have not done in it? For what reason have I waited for the yielding of grapes, And it yields [only] bad ones?
Ɛdeɛn bio na anka ɛsɛ sɛ meyɛ ma me bobe turo boro deɛ mayɛ yi so? Ɛberɛ a merehwɛ anim sɛ menya bobe a ɛyɛ no adɛn enti na ɛsoo aba bɔne?
5 And now, pray, let Me cause you to know, That which I am doing to My vineyard, To turn its hedge aside, And it has been for consumption, To break down its wall, And it has been for a treading-place.
Afei, mɛka deɛ merebɛyɛ me bobefuo no akyerɛ wo: Mɛyi ɛho ban no afiri hɔ, na wɔbɛsɛe no; mɛbubu ɛho fasuo, na wɔbɛtiatia so.
6 And I make it a waste, It is not pruned, nor arranged, And brier and thorn have gone up, And I lay a charge on the thick clouds, From raining on it rain.
Mɛma ayɛ asase a ɛda mpan a worenyiyi mu na wɔnyɛ so adwuma, ɔhwerɛm ne nkasɛɛ bɛnyini wɔ so. Mɛhyɛ omununkum na wantɔ nsuo angu so.”
7 Because the vineyard of YHWH of Hosts [Is] the house of Israel, And the man of Judah His pleasant plant, And He waits for judgment, and behold, oppression, For righteousness, and behold, a cry.
Asafo Awurade bobe turo no yɛ Israel fie, na Yuda mmarima yɛ turo a nʼani gye ho. Ɔpɛɛ atɛn tenenee nanso ɔhunuu mogyahwiegu; ɔpɛɛ tenenee nanso ɔtee mmɔborɔ su.
8 Woe [to] those joining house to house, They bring field near to field, Until there is no place, And you have been settled by yourselves In the midst of the land!
Nnome nka mo a mode efie ka efie ho na mogyegye mfuo bobɔ soɔ kɔsi sɛ asase no bɛsa na ɛka mo nko ara wɔ asase no so.
9 Do many houses not become a desolation by the weapons of YHWH of Hosts? Great and good without inhabitant!
Asafo Awurade apae mu aka ama mate: “Nokorɛm afie akɛseɛ no bɛda mpan, na mmorɔsan fɛfɛ no, obiara rentena mu.
10 For ten acres of vineyard yield one bath, And a homer of seed yields an ephah.
Bobefuo kɛseɛ pa ara no nsã kakra bi na ɛbɛfiri mu. Aba lita aduonu baako a wɔdua no wɔbɛnya so lita aduonu mmienu pɛ.”
11 Woe [to] those rising early in the morning, They pursue strong drink! Lingering in twilight, wine inflames them!
Wɔnnue, wɔn a wɔsɔre anɔpahema kɔhwehwɛ wɔn nsã akyiri kwan, wɔn a wɔsiri pɛ kɔsi sɛ nsã bɛbo wɔn.
12 And harp, and stringed instrument, tambourine, and pipe, And wine, have been their banquets, And they do not behold the work of YHWH, Indeed, they have not seen the work of His hands.
Wɔbɔ sankuten ne bɛnta wɔ wɔn apontoɔ ase, akasaeɛ, ne atɛntɛbɛn ne nsã, nanso wɔtwiri deɛ Awurade ayɛ, na wɔmmu ne nsa ano adwuma.
13 Therefore my people removed without knowledge, And its honorable ones are famished, And its multitude dried up of thirst.
Ɛno enti, me nkurɔfoɔ bɛkɔ nnommumfa mu, ɛfiri sɛ, wɔnni nteaseɛ; ɛkɔm bɛkum wɔn mu atitire na osukɔm bɛtware wɔn mu bebree.
14 Therefore Sheol has enlarged herself, And has opened her mouth without limit. And its honor has gone down, and its multitude, And its noise, and its exulting one—into her. (Sheol h7585)
Enti, damena akɔnnɔ yɛ kɛseɛ na ɔbue nʼanom bayaa; na emu na atitire ne ɛdɔm no bɛkɔ wɔne wɔn a wɔsa na wɔgye wɔn ani. (Sheol h7585)
15 And the low is bowed down, and the high humbled, And the eyes of the haughty become low,
Enti, wɔbɛbrɛ onipa ase na wama adasamma aboto. Wɔbɛbrɛ ɔhantanni ase,
16 And YHWH of Hosts is high in judgment, And the Holy God sanctified in righteousness,
nanso Asafo Awurade atɛntenenee bɛpagya no, na Kronkron Onyankopɔn de ne tenenee bɛda ne ho adi sɛ Ɔkronkronni.
17 And lambs have fed according to their leading, And sojourners consume wastelands of the fat ones.
Afei nnwan bɛkɔ adidi te sɛ deɛ wɔwɔ wɔn adidibea; nnwammaa bɛdidi wɔ asikafoɔ amanfo so.
18 Woe [to] those drawing out iniquity with cords of vanity, And as [with] thick ropes of the cart—sin.
Monnue, mo a mode nnaadaa nhoma twetwe bɔne, na mode nteaseɛnam ntampehoma twetwe amumuyɛ.
19 Who are saying, “Let Him hurry, Let Him hurry His work, that we may see, And let the counsel of the Holy One of Israel Draw near and come, and we know.”
Monnue, mo a moka sɛ, “Onyankopɔn nyɛ ntɛm, ɔnyɛ nʼadwuma ntɛm sɛdeɛ yɛbɛhunu. Ma ɛmmɛn, Israel Ɔkronkronni no nhyehyɛeɛ no mmra, sɛdeɛ yɛbɛhunu.”
20 Woe [to] those saying to evil “good,” and to good “evil,” Putting darkness for light, and light for darkness, Putting bitter for sweet, and sweet for bitter.
Monnue, mo a mofrɛ bɔne sɛ papa na papa nso sɛ bɔne, mo a mode esum si hann anan mu na hann si esum anan mu, mo a mofrɛ nwononwono sɛ dɛɛdɛ ne dɛɛdɛ sɛ nwononwono.
21 Woe [to] the wise in their own eyes, And—before their own faces—intelligent!
Monnue, mo a mobu mo ho anyansafoɔ, mo ankasa ani so ne anitefoɔ mo ankasa ani so.
22 Woe [to] the mighty to drink wine, And men of strength to mingle strong drink.
Monnue mo a wɔfrɛ mo akatakyie wɔ nsanom mu ne ahoɔdenfoɔ wɔ nsã afrafra mu.
23 Declaring righteous the wicked for a bribe, And the righteousness of the righteous They turn aside from him.
Mo a mogye adanmudeɛ, na mo gyae deɛ ɔdi fɔ na mo bu deɛ ɔdi bem no fɔ.
24 Therefore, as a tongue of fire devours stubble, And flaming hay falls, Their root is as muck, And their flower goes up as dust. Because they have rejected the Law of YHWH of Hosts, And despised the saying of the Holy One of Israel.
Enti, sɛdeɛ egyadɛreɛ hye wira dwaneeɛ na ɛserɛ a awo yera wɔ ogyaframa mu no, saa ara na mo nhini bɛporɔ, na mo nhwiren nso atu akɔ sɛ mfuturo; ɛfiri sɛ moapo Asafo Awurade mmara na moatwiri Israel Kronkronni no asɛm.
25 Therefore the anger of YHWH has burned among His people, And He stretches out His hand against it, And strikes it, and the mountains tremble, And their carcass is as filth in the midst of the out-places. With all this His anger did not turn back, And still His hand is stretched out!
Enti Awurade abufuo aba ne nkurɔfoɔ so, wapagya ne nsa na ɔde rebɔ wɔn ahwe fam. Mmepɔ no woso, na afunu ayɛ sɛ mmɔntene so wira. Nanso yei nyinaa akyi, ne bo nnwoeɛ, na ne nsa da so wɔ soro.
26 And He lifted up an ensign to the far-off nations, And hissed to it from the end of the earth, And behold, with haste, it comes swiftly.
Ɔpagya frankaa ma akyirikyiri aman, ɔhyɛne abɛn de frɛ wɔn a wɔwɔ asase ano. Wɔn na wɔreba no, ɔherɛ so ne ntɛm so!
27 There is none weary, nor stumbling in it, It does not slumber, nor sleep, Nor has the girdle of its loins been opened, Nor the strap of its sandals drawn away.
Wɔn mu biara mmrɛ na ɔnsunti, obiara ntɔ nko na ɔnna; abɔsoɔ biara mu rengo wɔ asene mu na mpaboa ahoma biara nso rente.
28 Whose arrows [are] sharp, and all its bows bent, Hooves of its horses have been reckoned as flint, And its wheels as a windstorm!
Wɔn agyan ano yɛ nnam, na wɔn tadua nyinaa ayɛ krado; wɔn apɔnkɔ ntɔte te sɛ twerɛboɔ, wɔn nteaseɛnam ntwahonan te sɛ twahoframa.
29 Its roaring [is] like a lioness, It roars like young lions, And it howls, and seizes prey, And carries away safely, and there is none delivering.
Wɔn mmobɔmu te sɛ gyata deɛ, na wɔbobɔm sɛ gyata mma; wɔpɔso kyere wɔn hanam na wɔde no kɔ a ɔgyefoɔ biara nni hɔ.
30 And it howls against it in that day as the howling of a sea, And it has looked attentively to the land, And behold, darkness—distress, And light has been darkened by its abundance!
Ɛda no wɔbɛbobɔ mu agu ne so sɛdeɛ ɛpo woro soɔ. Na sɛ obi hwɛ asase no a, ɔbɛhunu esum kabisii ne ahohiahia; omununkum bɛma hann aduru sum.
