Isaiah 5
1 Let me sing, I pray you, for a well-beloved of mine, The song of my beloved concerning his vineyard: —A vineyard, had my well-beloved on a very fruitful hill;
Mɛto dwom ama me dɔfo dwom a ɛfa ne bobeturo ho: Na me dɔfo wɔ bobe turo bi wɔ asasebere bi a ɛda bepɔw ani.
2 And he thoroughly digged it, And gathered out the stones thereof, And planted it with a precious vine, And built a tower in the midst thereof, Moreover also a wine-press, hewed he therein, —Then waited he that it should bring forth grapes. And it brought forth wild grapes:
Ofuntum asase no, yiyii mu abo, na oduaa bobe a ɛyɛ papa wɔ so. Osii ɔwɛn aban wɔ mfimfini na otuu nsakyiamoa nso. Afei ɔhwɛɛ anim sɛ obetwa bobe aba pa, nanso ɛsow aba bɔne.
3 Now, therefore, O inhabitant of Jerusalem, And men of Judah, —Judge, I pray you, betwixt me, and my vineyard: —
“Afei mo a motete Yerusalem ne Yuda mmarima, mummu me ne me bobeturo ntam atɛn.
4 What could have been done further to my vineyard, That I had not done in it? Why then—When I had waited that it should bring forth grapes, Brought it forth, wild grapes?
Dɛn bio na anka ɛsɛ sɛ meyɛ ma me bobeturo boro nea mayɛ yi so? Bere a merehwɛ anim sɛ minya bobe a eye no adɛn nti na ɛsow aba bɔne?
5 Now, therefore, I pray you, let me tell, you, what I am about to do to my vineyard, —To take away the fence thereof And it shall be eaten up, To destroy the wall thereof And it shall be trodden down;
Afei mɛka nea merebɛyɛ me bobeturo no akyerɛ wo: Meyi ho ban no afi hɔ, na wɔbɛsɛe no; mebubu ho ɔfasu, na wobetiatia so.
6 And I will make it a waste; —It shall be neither pruned nor hoed, But there shall come up briars and thorns, —And upon the clouds, will I lay a charge, That they rain thereon no rain.
Mɛma ayɛ asase a ɛda mpan a worenyiyi mu na wɔnyɛ so adwuma, ohwirem ne nsɔe benyin wɔ so. Mɛhyɛ omununkum na wantɔ osu angu so.”
7 Surely the vineyard of Yahweh of hosts, is the house of Israel, And, the men of Judah, are the plantation in which he dearly delighted, —And he waited, For equity but lo! murderous iniquity, For the rule of right but lo the cry of the wronged.
Asafo Awurade bobeturo no yɛ Israelfi, na Yuda mmarima yɛ turo a nʼani gye ho. Ɔpɛɛ atɛntrenee nanso ohuu mogyahwiegu; ɔpɛɛ trenee nanso ɔtee mmɔborɔsu.
8 Alas for them who join house to house, Field to field, bring they near, —Until there is no room, But ye are left to dwell alone in the midst of the land.
Nnome nka mo a mode ofi ka ofi ho na mugyigye mfuw bobɔ so kosi sɛ asase no bɛsa na ɛka mo nko ara wɔ asase no so.
9 In mine ears, [said] Yahweh of hosts, —Verily, houses in abundance, shall become, a desolation, Large and fair, without inhabitant;
Asafo Awurade apae mu aka ama mate: “Nokwarem, afi akɛse no bɛda mpan, na aban afɛɛfɛ no, obiara rentena mu.
10 For, ten yokes of vineyard, shall yield one bath, —And the seed of a homer, shall yield an ephah,
Bobeturo kɛse pa ara no nsa kakraa bi na ebefi mu. Aba lita aduonu baako a wodua no wobenya so lita aduonu abien pɛ.”
11 Alas, for them who rise early in the morning that strong drink, they may pursue, —Who follow on in the evening cool [until] with wine, they are heated;
Wonnue, wɔn a wɔsɔre anɔpahema kɔhwehwɛ wɔn nsa akyi kwan wɔn a wosii pɛ anadwo kosi sɛ nsa bɛbow wɔn.
12 And it cometh to pass—that lyre and harp, timbrel and flute and wine are in their banquets, —But, the doing of Yahweh, they do not discern, And the work of his hands, have they not seen.
Wɔbɔ sankuten ne bɛnta wɔ wɔn aponto ase, akasae, ne atɛntɛbɛn ne nsa, nanso wotwiri nea Awurade ayɛ, na wommu ne nsa ano adwuma.
13 Therefore, are my people taken away captive before they know it, —And their honourable men are famished with hunger, And, their multitude, do gape for thirst.
Ɛno nti, me nkurɔfo bɛkɔ nnommum mu, efisɛ wonni ntease; ɔkɔm bekum wɔn mu atitiriw na osukɔm betware wɔn mu bebree.
14 Therefore, hath hades enlarged her desire, And opened her mouth to its widest, —And their glory, and their multitude and their pomp. and he that is uproarious shall descend thereinto. (Sheol h7585)
Enti Owu bae nʼabogye mu na obue nʼanom bayaa; na mu na atitiriw ne dɔm no bɛkɔ wɔne wɔn a wɔsaw na wogye wɔn ani no. (Sheol h7585)
15 And the mean man hath been bowed down And the mighty man hath been humbled, —Yea the looks of the haughty shall be humbled.
Enti wɔbɛbrɛ onipa ase na wama adesamma abotow. Wɔbɛbrɛ ɔhantanni ase,
16 But Yahweh of hosts, hath been exalted, in justice, —And the GOD that is holy hath been hallowed in righteousness;
nanso Asafo Awurade atɛntrenee bɛma no so, na Ɔkronkron Nyankopɔn de ne trenee bɛda ne ho adi sɛ Ɔkronkronni.
17 Then shall the young rams feed where they please, —And, the wastes of the wealthy, shall strangers consume.
Afei nguan bɛkɔ adidi te sɛnea wɔwɔ wɔn adidibea; nguantenmma bedidi wɔ asikafo amamfo so.
18 Alas! for them Who draw on themselves punishment with cords of falsehood, —And as with waggon-bands, penalty:
Munnue, mo a mode nnaadaa nhoma twetwe bɔne, na mode nteaseɛnam ntampehama twetwe amumɔyɛ.
19 Who say—Let his work quicken—let it hasten, That we may see, —And let the purpose of Israel’s Holy One, draw near and come. That we may know!
Munnue, mo a moka se, “Onyankopɔn nyɛ ntɛm, ɔnyɛ nʼadwuma ntɛm sɛnea yebehu. Ma ɛmmɛn, Israel Ɔkronkronni no nhyehyɛe no mmra, sɛnea yebehu.”
20 Alas! for them Who call evil good and good evil, —Who put darkness for light and light for darkness, Who put bitter for sweet and sweet for bitter.
Munnue, mo a mofrɛ bɔne sɛ papa na papa nso sɛ bɔne, mo a mode sum si hann anan mu na hann si sum anan mu, mo a mofrɛ nweenwen se dɛɛdɛ ne dɛɛdɛ se nweenwen.
21 Alas for them Who are wise in their own eyes, —And in their own sight, are prudent.
Munnue, mo a mubu mo ho anyansafo, mo ankasa ani so ne anitewfo mo ankasa ani so.
22 Alas for them Who are heroes to drink wine, —And men of valour to mingle strong drink,
Munnue mo a wɔfrɛ mo akatakyi wɔ nsanom mu ne ahoɔdenfo wɔ nsa afrafra mu.
23 Who justify the lawless, for a bribe, —Whereas the righteousness of the righteous, they take from him.
Mo a mugye adanmude, na mugyaa nea odi fɔ na mubu nea odi bem no fɔ.
24 Therefore, As a tongue of fire, eateth up straw, And a flame reduceth, dry grass, to powder, Their root, like rottenness, shall become, And their blossom, like dust shall ascend, —Because they refused the law of Yahweh of hosts, And the utterance of the Holy One of Israel, they despised.
Enti sɛnea ogyaframa hyew nwuraguanee na sare a awo yera wɔ ogyaframa mu no, saa ara na mo ntin bɛporɔw, na mo nhwiren nso atu akɔ sɛ mfutuma; efisɛ moapo Asafo Awurade mmara na moatwiri Israel Kronkronni no asɛm.
25 For this cause, did the anger of Yahweh kindle upon his own people, And he stretched out his hand against them and smote them—So that the mountains, trembled, And, their dead bodies, served, for fuel in the midst of the streets. For all this, hath his anger, not turned back, But still, is his hand outstretched,
Enti Awurade abufuw aba ne nkurɔfo so, wama ne nsa so, na ɔde rebɔ wɔn ahwe fam. Mmepɔw no wosow, na afunu ayɛ sɛ mmɔnten so nwura. Nanso eyi nyinaa akyi, ne bo nnwoo ɛ, na ne nsa da so wɔ soro.
26 Therefore will he lift up an ensign to the nations afar off, And signal for him from the end of the earth, —And lo! with hot haste, will he come:
Ɔma frankaa so ma akyirikyiri aman, ɔhyɛn abɛn de frɛ wɔn a wɔwɔ asase ano. Wɔn na wɔreba no, afrɛ so ne ntɛm so!
27 None shall be weary, and none shall stumble in his midst, He shall neither slumber nor sleep, —Nor shall be loosened, the girdle of his loins, Nor snapped, the thong of his sandals:
Wɔn mu biara mmmrɛ na onhintiw, obiara ntɔ nko na ɔnna; abɔso biara mu nnwow wɔ asen mu na mpaboa hama biara nso rentew.
28 Whose arrows, are sharpened, and all his bows, bent, —The hoofs of his horses, like flint, are accounted, And, his wheels, [are] like a storm-wind:
Wɔn agyan ano yɛ nnam, na wɔn tadua nyinaa ayɛ krado; wɔn apɔnkɔ tɔte te sɛ ɔtwɛrebo, wɔn nteaseɛnam nkyimii te sɛ mfɛtɛ.
29 A roar, hath he, like a lioness, —He will roar like wild lions—And will growl, and lay hold on prey, and carry into safety, and there be none to deliver.
Wɔn mmobɔmu te sɛ gyata de, na wɔbobɔ mu sɛ gyatamma; wɔbobɔ mu kyere wɔn hanam na wɔde no kɔ a ogyefo biara nni hɔ.
30 Yea he will growl at him in that day, like the growling of the sea, —Though he look hard for the land, lo! the darkness of distress, Yea the light, hath grown dark in its clouds!
Da no wɔbɛbobɔ mu agu no so sɛnea po woro so no. Na sɛ obi hwɛ asase no a, obehu sum kabii ne ahohiahia; omununkum bɛma hann aduru sum.
