Isaiah 54
1 Shout in triumph, O barren one, Who hadst not borne, —Break forth into shouts of triumph—and trill thy voice, Who hadst not travailed in birth, For, more, are the children of the Desolate Than the children of Her who had the husband, Saith Yahweh.
“To nnwom, obonin, wo a wonwoo da; pae mu to nnwom, teɛ mu di ahurusi, wo a awo nkaa wo da; efisɛ ɔbea a wannya awo da no mma dɔɔso sen nea ɔwɔ kunu,” Awurade na ose.
2 Enlarge the space of thy tent And the curtains of thy habitations, let them spread forth do not spare, —Lengthen thy cords, And thy tent-pins, make thou fast;
“Trɛw wo ntamadan no mu; twe wo ntamadan ntwamu no mu, nnyae yɛ; toa wo ntampehama no so, bobɔ wo nnyinaso no so ma entim yiye.
3 For, on the right hand and on the left, shalt thou break forth, —And thy seed, shall of the nations, take possession, And forsaken cities, shall they cause to be inhabited.
Efisɛ wobɛtrɛw akɔ nifa ne benkum; wʼasefo begye aman afa na wɔatena wɔn nkuropɔn amamfo so.
4 Do not fear for thou shalt not turn pale, Neither feel disgraced for thou shalt not be put to the blush, —For, the shame of thy youth, shalt thou forget, And the reproach of thy widowhood, shalt thou remember no more;
“Nsuro; wʼanim rengu ase. Nsuro aniwu; wɔremmrɛ wo ase. Wo werɛ befi wo mmabun mu aniwu na wo kunayɛ mu ahohora nso worenkae bio.
5 For, thy husband, is, thy Maker, Yahweh of hosts, is his Name, —And, thy redeemer, the Holy One of Israel, The God of all the earth, shall he be called.
Na wo Bɔfo yɛ wo kunu Asafo Awurade ne ne din, Israel Kronkronni no yɛ wo Gyefo. Wɔfrɛ no asase nyinaa so Nyankopɔn.
6 For, like a wife forsaken and grieved in spirit, hath Yahweh called thee, —Even the wife of youthful days, in that thou wast rejected saith thy God.
Awurade bɛsan afrɛ wo te sɛ ɔyere a woagyaa no na odi yaw wɔ ne koma mu, ɔyere a ɔwaree mmabaabere mu na wogyaa no mpofirim,” wo Nyankopɔn na ose.
7 For a small moment, I forsook thee, —But, with abounding compassions, do I embrace thee:
“Migyaw wo bere tiaa bi mu, nanso mifi ayamhyehye a mu dɔ mu bɛsan de wo aba.
8 In an overflow of vexation, I hid my face for a moment, from thee, But, with lovingkindness age-abiding, have I had compassion on thee, —saith thy Redeemer Yahweh.
Abufuw mmoroso mu, mede mʼani hintaw wo mmere tiaa bi, nanso mʼayamye a ɛnsa da nti, mehu wo mmɔbɔ,” nea Awurade, wo Gyefo se ni.
9 For, the waters of Noah, is this unto me, —As to which I sware that the waters of Noah should not again pass over the earth, So have I sworn Not to be vexed with thee Nor to rebuke thee.
“Eyi te sɛ Noa mmere so a mekaa ntam se meremma nsuyiri nkata asase ani bio. Enti afei maka ntam se meremma me bo mfuw wo bio, na merenka wʼanim bio.
10 For, the mountains, may move away, And the hills, may be shaken, —But, my lovingkindness, from thee, shall not move away, And, my covenant of peace, shall not be shaken, saith he who hath compassion upon thee—Yahweh.
Sɛ mmepɔw wosow, na nkoko tutu a, me dɔ a ɛnsa da a mewɔ ma wo no renhinhim na mʼasomdwoe apam no rentwa mu,” sɛɛ na Awurade a ɔwɔ ahummɔbɔ ma mo no se.
11 O thou humbled one storm-tossed, uncomforted, —Lo! I, am about to set in antimony, thy stones, And will found thee in sapphires;
“Kuropɔn a ahum abubu wo na wɔnkyekyee wo werɛ ɛ, mede abo anintɔnka besiesie wo, na mede aboɔdemmo bibiri ayɛ wo fapem.
12 And make rubies, thy battlements, And thy gates, sparkling stones, —And, all thy boundaries, stones of delight;
Mede bogyabo bɛto wʼabantifi afasu, na mede abohemaa a ɛhyerɛn ayɛ wʼapon, na mede aboɔdemmo ayɛ wʼafasu nyinaa.
13 And, all thy children, shall be the instructed of Yahweh, —And, great, shall be the prosperity of thy children.
Awurade bɛkyerɛkyerɛ wo mmabarima nyinaa, na wo mma asomdwoe bɛdɔɔso.
14 In righteousness, shalt thou be established, —Be thou far from oppression—But indeed thou shalt not fear, And from crushing calamity—But indeed it shall not come nigh unto thee.
Wubetim wɔ trenee mu: Wo ne nhyɛsotraso ntam kwan bɛware worensuro biribiara. Ahupoo bɛkɔ akyirikyiri, na ɛremmɛn wo.
15 Lo! they would, quarrel, with thee—not at all from me, —Whoso hath quarrelled with thee, over thee, shall fall.
Sɛ obi tow hyɛ wo so a, na emfi me; na nea ɔtow hyɛ wo so no de ne ho bɛma wo.
16 Lo! I, have created the smith, who bloweth up a fire of coals, And who bringeth forth an instrument for his work, —And, I, have created the waster to destroy:
“Hwɛ, ɛyɛ me na mebɔɔ ɔtomfo a ofita nnyansramma mu ma ɛdɛw na ɔde ahoɔden bɔ akode a ɛfata ne dwumadi. Na ɛyɛ me na mabɔ ɔsɛefo sɛ ɔmmɛsɛe ade;
17 No instrument formed against thee, shall prosper, And every tongue that riseth against thee in judgment, shalt thou prove to be lawless, —This is the inheritance of the servants of Yahweh. And, their righteousness, is from me, Declareth Yahweh.
akode biara a wɔabɔ atia wo no rennyina na tɛkrɛma biara a ɛbɛbɔ wo sobo no wobɛbɔ agu. Eyi ne Awurade nkoa agyapade, ne wɔn bembu a efi me,” Awurade na ose.
A Dove is Sent Forth from the Ark
