Isaiah 51

1 “Listen to Me, you pursuing righteousness, Seeking YHWH, Look attentively to the rock—you have been hewn, And to the hole of the pit—you have been dug.

“Montie me, mo a mopɛ tenenee akyiri kwan; na mohwehwɛ Awurade; Monhwɛ ɔbotan a wɔtwaa mo firii mu no ne abopaebea a wɔtuu mo firii hɔ no;

2 Look attentively to your father Abraham, And to Sarah—she brings you forth, For—one—I have called him, And I bless him, and multiply him.”

Monhwɛ Abraham mo agya, ne Sara a ɔwoo mo no. Ɛberɛ a mefrɛɛ no no, na ɔyɛ ɔbaakofoɔ, na mehyiraa no maa nʼase trɛeɛ.

3 For YHWH has comforted Zion, He has comforted all her ruins, And He sets her wilderness as Eden, And her desert as a garden of YHWH, Joy, indeed, gladness is found in her, Confession, and the voice of song.

Awurade bɛkyekye Sion werɛ ampa ara na ne yam bɛhyehye no wɔ ne mmubuiɛ no ho; ɔbɛyɛ nʼanweatam ahodoɔ sɛ Eden, nʼasase a ada mpan bɛyɛ sɛ Awurade turo. Wɔbɛhunu anigyeɛ ne ahosɛpɛ, aseda ne nnwontoɔ wɔ ne mu.

4 “Attend to Me, O My people, And, O My nation, give ear to Me. For a law goes out from Me, And My judgment to the light, I cause peoples to rest.

“Montie me, me nkurɔfoɔ; monyɛ aso mma me, me ɔman: Mmara no bɛfiri me nkyɛn akɔ; na mʼatɛntenenee bɛyɛ hann ama aman no.

5 My righteousness [is] near, My salvation has gone out, And My arms judge peoples, Islands wait on Me, Indeed, on My arm they wait with hope.

Me tenenee reba ntɛm so, me nkwagyeɛ nam ɛkwan so, na mʼabasa de atɛntenenee bɛbrɛ aman no. Nsupɔ no bɛhwehwɛ me na wɔde anidasoɔ bɛtwɛn mʼabasa.

6 Lift up your eyes to the heavens, And look attentively to the earth beneath, For the heavens have vanished as smoke, And the earth wears out as a garment, And its inhabitants die as gnats, And My salvation is for all time, And My righteousness is not broken.

Mompagya mo ani nhwɛ ɔsorosoro, monhwɛ asase wɔ fam; ɔsorosoro bɛtu ayera sɛ wisie na asase bɛtete sɛ atadeɛ na wɔn a wɔte so bɛwuwu sɛ nwansena. Nanso me nkwagyeɛ bɛtena hɔ daa, me tenenee to rentwa da.

7 Listen to Me, you who know righteousness, A people in whose heart [is] My law, Do not fear the reproach of men, And do not be frightened of their reviling,

“Montie me, mo a monim deɛ ɛteneɛ, mo a me mmara wɔ mo akoma mu: Monnsuro nnipa animka anaa momma wɔn ahohora ntu mo bo.

8 For a moth eats them as a garment, And a worm eats them as wool, And My righteousness is for all time, And My salvation from generation to generation.”

Na nweweboa bɛwe wɔn te sɛ deɛ wɔwe atadeɛ; ɔsonsono bɛsɛe wɔn te sɛ deɛ wɔsɛe kuntu. Nanso me tenenee bɛtena hɔ daa me nkwagyeɛ bɛfiri awoɔ ntoatoasoɔ akɔsi awoɔ ntoatoasoɔ so.”

9 Awake, awake, put on strength, O arm of YHWH, Awake, as [in] days of old, generations of the ages, Are You not it that is hewing down Rahab, Piercing a dragon?

Nyane, nyane! Ao Awurade basa hyɛ ahoɔden aduradeɛ; nyane te sɛ nna a atwam no, te sɛ tete awoɔ ntoatoasoɔ mu no. Ɛnyɛ wo na wotwitwaa Rahab mu asinasini no, na wohwiree asuboa kɛseɛ no mu no?

10 Are You not it that is drying up a sea, Waters of a great deep? That has made deep places of a sea A way for the passing of the redeemed?

Ɛnyɛ wo na womaa ɛpo weeɛ, nsubunu mu nsuo no, deɛ ɔpaee ɛkwan wɔ ɛpo bunu mu no sɛdeɛ wɔn a wɔagye wɔn no bɛtumi atwa?

11 And the ransomed of YHWH return, And they have come to Zion with singing, And continuous joy [is] on their head, They attain gladness and joy, Sorrow and sighing have fled away,

Wɔn a Awurade apata ama wɔn bɛsane aba. Wɔde nnwontoɔ bɛhyɛne Sion; anigyeɛ a ɛnsa da bɛyɛ wɔn abotire, anigyeɛ ne ahosɛpɛ bɛboro wɔn so, awerɛhoɔ ne apinisie bɛtu ayera.

12 “I [am] He who comforts you, Who [are] you—and you are afraid of man? He dies! And of the son of man—he is made [like] grass!

“Me, me ara, mene wo werɛ kyekyefoɔ. Hwan ne wo a wosuro ɔdasani, nnipa mma a wɔyɛ ɛserɛ yi.

13 And you forget YHWH your Maker, Who is stretching out the heavens, and founding earth, And you continually fear all the day, Because of the fury of the oppressor, As he has prepared to destroy. And where [is] the fury of the oppressor?

Na wo werɛ afiri Awurade, wo yɛfoɔ, deɛ ɔtrɛɛ ɔsorosoro mu na ɔhyɛɛ asase ase no? Wobɛkɔ so ara asuro ɔhyɛsoni no abufuo? Wobɛkɔ so ara asuro deɛ ɔde ɔsɛeɛ asi nʼani so no anaa? Na ɔhyɛsoni no abufuo wɔ he?

14 A wanderer has hurried to be loosed, And he does not die in the pit, And his bread is not lacking.

Ɛrenkyɛre, wɔbɛgyaa nneduafoɔ ahufoɔ no; wɔrenwuwu wɔ afiase amena mu, na aduane remmɔ wɔn.

15 And I [am] your God YHWH, Quieting the sea when its billows roar, YHWH of Hosts [is] His Name.

Na mene Awurade, wo Onyankopɔn deɛ ɔhwanyane ɛpo, ma nʼasorɔkye woro so. Asafo Awurade, ne ne din.

16 And I put My words in your mouth, And have covered you with the shadow of My hand, To plant the heavens, and to found earth, And to say to Zion, You [are] My people.”

Mede me nsɛm ahyɛ wʼanomu, na mede me nsa ase nwunu akata wo so. Me a mede ɔsorosoro sii hɔ na mehyɛɛ asase ase na meka kyerɛ Sion sɛ, ‘Moyɛ me nkurɔfoɔ.’”

17 Stir yourself, stir yourself, rise, Jerusalem, You who have drunk from the hand of YHWH The cup of His fury, The goblet, the cup of trembling, you have drunk, You have wrung out.

Nyane, nyane! Sɔre, Ao, Yerusalem! Wo a wanom afiri Awurade nsam nʼabufuo kuruwa no, wo a wanom apɔɔdɔ mu nsã atu puo deɛ ɛma nnipa tɔ ntintan no.

18 There is not a leader to her Out of all the sons she has borne, And there is none laying hold on her hand Out of all the sons she has nourished.

Wo mma a wowoo wɔn nyinaa mu obiara nni hɔ a ɔkyerɛ wo ɛkwan; mmammarima a wotetee wɔn nyinaa mu obiara nni hɔ a ɔsɔ wo nsa mu.

19 These two are meeting you, Who is moved for you? Spoiling and destruction, famine and sword! By whom do I comfort you?

Saa ɔhaw prenu yi aba wo so, hwan na ɔbɛkyekye wo werɛ? Mmubuiɛ ne ɔsɛeɛ, ɛkɔm ne akofena, hwan na ɔbɛhyɛ wo den?

20 Your sons have been wrapped up, they have lain down, At the head of all out places, as an antelope [in] a dragnet, They are full of the fury of YHWH, The rebuke of Your God.

Wo mma atotɔ baha; wɔdeda mmɔntene so baabiara, te sɛ ɔtwe a afidie ayi no. Awurade abufuo aba wɔn so wo Onyankopɔn animka no.

21 Therefore, please hear this, O afflicted and drunken one, and not with wine,

Enti tie yei, wo a worehunu amaneɛ waboro, na nso ɛnyɛ nsã na aboro woɔ.

22 Thus said your Lord YHWH, and your God, He pleads [for] His people: “Behold, I have taken the cup of trembling out of your hand, The goblet, the cup of My fury, You do not add to drink it anymore.

Yei ne deɛ Otumfoɔ Awurade, wo Onyankopɔn a ɔbɔ ne nkurɔfoɔ ho ban seɛ: “Hwɛ, magye afiri wo nsa mu kuruwa a ɛma wotɔɔ ntintan no kuruwa a ɛyɛ mʼabufuo pɔɔdɔ no, worennom bio.

23 And I have put it into the hand of those afflicting you, Who have said to your soul, Bow down, and we pass over, And you make your body as the earth, And as the street to those passing by!”

Mede bɛhyɛ wɔn a wɔha mo no nsa mu, wɔn a wɔka kyerɛɛ mo sɛ, ‘Butu fam na yɛnnante wo so.’ Na wode wʼakyi yɛɛ fam te sɛ abɔntene a wɔnante so.”