Isaiah 12

1 Thou shalt say, therefore, in that day, I will praise thee, O Yahweh! Though thou hast been angry with me, Thine anger turneth back. And thou dost comfort me.

Saa da no, wobɛka se: “Mɛkamfo wo, Awurade! Ɛwɔ mu wo bo fuw me de, nanso afei wʼabufuw ano adwo. Na woakyekye me werɛ.

2 Lo, GOD is my salvation! I will trust and not dread, —For, my might and melody, is Yah, Yahweh, And he hath become mine, by salvation.

Nokware, Onyankopɔn ne mʼagyenkwa; mede me ho bɛto no so, na merensuro. Awurade, Awurade ne mʼahoɔden ne me dwom; na wabɛyɛ me nkwagye.”

3 Therefore shall ye draw water, with rejoicing, —out of the fountains of salvation.

Wode anigye bɛsaw nsu afi nkwagye mmura mu.

4 And ye shall say in that day, Praise Yahweh. Call upon his Name, Make known among the peoples, his doings, —Bring to remembrance that, exalted, is his Name!

Saa da no wobɛka se, “Da Awurade ase, bɔ ne din ma amanaman nhu nea wayɛ, na pae mu ka se wɔama ne din so.

5 Praise in song Yahweh, For a splendid thing, hath he done, —Well known, is this in all the earth.

To dwom ma Awurade, efisɛ, wayɛ nea ɛwɔ anuonyam bebree. Da eyi adi kyerɛ wiase nyinaa.

6 Make shrill thy voice and sing out thou inhabitress of Zion, —That great in the midst of thee, is the Holy One of Israel.

Momma mo nne so nto dwom anigye so mo a mowɔ Sion, efisɛ Israel Kronkronni a ɔte mo mu no yɛ ɔkɛse.”