Isaiah 47
1 Down—and sit in the dust, O virgin Daughter of Babylon, Sit on the ground—throneless, Daughter of the Chaldeans; For thou shalt no more be called Tender and Dainty.
“Sian kɔ, tena mfutuma mu, Ɔbabea Babilonia; tena fam na mfa ahengua, Babiloniafo hemmea kuropɔn. Wɔremfrɛ wo bio se, nsiforo anaa nea ne ho yɛ na.
2 Take millstones, and grind meal, —Put back thy veil—tuck up thy train Bare the leg, wade through streams:
Fa awiyammo na yam esiam; yi wo nkataanim no. Ma wʼatade so kɔ soro, na wo nan ho ngu hɔ, na fa nsuwansuwa no mu.
3 Bared shall be thy shame, Yea seen thy reproach, —An avenging, will I take, And will accept no son of earth.
Wʼadagyaw bɛda adi na wʼanimguase so renkata. Mɛtɔ were; meremfa obiara ho nkyɛ no.”
4 Our Redeemer, Yahweh of hosts, is his name! The Holy One of Israel.
Yɛn Gyefo, Asafo Awurade ne ne din, ɔno ne Israel Kronkronni.
5 Sit silent, and get into darkness, Daughter of the Chaldeans! For thou shalt no more be called Mistress of Kingdoms.
“Tena ase dinn, kɔhyɛ sum mu, Babiloniafo hemmea kurow; wɔremfrɛ wo bio se ahenni ahorow so hemmea.
6 I had been provoked with my people, Had profaned mine inheritance, And given them into thy hand, …Thou shewedst them no compassion, Upon the elder, madest thou very heavy thy yoke.
Me bo fuw me nkurɔfo, na miguu mʼagyapade ho fi; mede wɔn hyɛɛ wo nsa, na woanhu wɔn mmɔbɔ. Nkwakoraa koraa mpo, wosoaa wɔn konnua duruduru.
7 And thou saidst, Unto times age-abiding, shall I be Mistress, —Insomuch that thou laidst not these things to thy heart, Didst not keep in mind the issue thereof,
Wokae se, ‘Mɛkɔ so daa, ayɛ ɔhemmea afebɔɔ.’ Nanso woannwen saa nneɛma yi ho na woansusuw nea ebetumi asi ho.
8 Now, therefore hear this, Thou Lady of pleasure Who dwelleth securely, Who saith in her heart, —I, [am], and there is no one besides, I shall not sit a widow, Nor know loss of children.
“Afei tie, wo oguamanfo, woredwudwo wo ho wɔ wo bammɔ mu na woka kyerɛ wo ho se, ‘me ne no, na obiara nni hɔ sɛ me. Merenyɛ okunafo da na merenni awommawu.’
9 Yet shall there come to thee—both these, in a moment, in one day, Loss of children and widowhood, —To their full, have they come on thee, Spite of the mass of thine incantations, Spite of the great throng of thy spells.
Saa nneɛma abien yi bɛto wo prɛko pɛ, da koro pɛ: awommawu ne kunayɛ. Saa nneɛma yi bɛba wo so pa ara, wʼabayisɛm bebrebe yi ne ntafowayi a mu yɛ den nyinaa akyi.
10 And so thou didst trust in thy wickedness, Thou saidst, no one, seeth me, Thy wisdom and knowledge, the same, seduced thee, —Therefore saidst thou in thy heart, I [am], and there is no one besides.
Wode wo ho ato wʼamumɔyɛ so na waka se, ‘Obiara nhu me.’ Wo nyansa ne nimdeɛ ma wo fom kwan bere a woka kyerɛ wo ho se, ‘Me ne no, obiara nni hɔ ka me ho.’
11 Therefore shall come on thee—Mischief, Thou shalt not know how to charm it away Yea there shall fall on thee, Ruin, Thou shalt not be able to appease it, —And there shall come on thee suddenly. Desolation. Thou shalt not know.
Amanehunu bɛto wo, na worenhu ɔkwan ko a wobɛfa so ayi afi hɔ. Ɔhaw bi bɛba wo so a worentumi mfa mpata nyi mfi hɔ; atoyerɛnkyɛm a ɛnnaa ne ho adi nkyerɛɛ wo bɛba wo so mpofirim.
12 Take thy stand, I pray thee, With thy spells. And with the throng of thine incantations wherein thou hast wearied thyself from thy youth, —Peradventure thou mayest be able to profit Peradventure thou mayest strike me with terror.
“Kɔ so yɛ wo ntafowayi ne wʼabayisɛm bebrebe a wode adi dwuma fi wo mmofraase no. Ebia wubedi nkonim, ebia wode ehu bɛba.
13 Thou hast worn thyself out with the mass of thy consultations, —Let them take their stand I pray thee that they may save thee—The dividers of the heavens—The gazers at the stars, They who make known by new moons, Somewhat of the things which shall come upon thee.
Woabrɛ wɔ afotufo bebrebe a woanya no mu! Ma wo nsoromma ho anyansafo mmra anim, wɔn a wɔhwɛ nsoromma mu no, ka nea ɛreba ɔsram biara mu no, ma wonnye wo mfi nea ɛreba wo so no mu.
14 Lo! they have become as straw—a fire, hath burned them up, They shall not deliver their own soul from the grasp of the flame, —There is, no live coal to warm them, nor blaze to sit before.
Nokwarem, wɔte sɛ gyentia; ogya bɛhyew wɔn. Na wontumi nnye wɔn ankasa ho mfi ogyaframa anoden no ho. Nnyansramma biara nni ha a ɛbɛka obiara hyew; ogya biara nni ha a wɔbɛtena ho ato.
15 Such, have they become to thee, with whom thou hast wearied thyself, —Thy merchants—from thy youth, will every man stagger straight onwards—There is none to save thee.
Nea wobetumi ayɛ ama wo ara ne no, eyinom na wo ne wɔn abrɛ na wo ne wɔn anantew fi mmofraase. Wɔn mu biara kɔ so yɛ ne mfomso; ɔbaako mpo nni hɔ a obetumi agye wo.
