Isaiah 60
1 Arise—shine, For thy light, hath come, —And, the glory of Yahweh, on thee, hath beamed;
“Sɔre, hyerɛn, na wo hann aba, na Awurade anuonyam apue wo so.
2 For lo! darkness, covereth the earth, And, deep gloom the peoples, —But, on thee, beameth Yahweh, And, his glory, on thee is seen.
Hwɛ, sum akata asase so na sum kabii akata aman no so, nanso Awurade apue wo so na nʼanuonyam ada adi wɔ wo so.
3 So shall nations come to thy light, And kings to the brightness of thy dawning.
Amanaman bɛba wo hann no mu, na Ahemfo bɛba wo adekyee hann no mu.
4 Lift up—round about—thine eyes and see, They all, have gathered themselves together—have come to thee, —Thy sons, from afar shall come, And thy daughters, on the side, shall be carried.
“Ma wʼani so na hwɛ wo ho hyia: wɔn nyinaa aboa wɔn ho ano reba wo nkyɛn; wo mmabarima fifi akyirikyiri, na wokura wo mmabea wɔ abasa so.
5 Then, shalt thou see and be radiant, And thy heart, shall throb and be enlarged, —For there shall be turned upon thee the fulness of the sea, The riches of the nations, shall come unto thee;
Afei wobɛhwɛ na wʼanim atew, wo koma bɛbɔ na anigye ahyɛ no ma; ahonya a ɛwɔ po so, wɔde bɛbrɛ wo, na amanaman no ahode nso bɛba wo nkyɛn.
6 The multitude of camels, shall cover thee The young camels of Midian and Ephah, All they of Sheba, shall come, —Gold and frankincense, shall they bring, And, the praises of Yahweh, shall they joyfully tell:
Yoma akuwakuw bɛyɛ wʼasase so ma, yomaforo a wufi Midian ne Efa. Na wɔn a wofi Seba nyinaa bɛba, wɔsoso sika kɔkɔɔ ne nnuhuam na wɔpae mu ka Awurade ayeyi.
7 All the flocks of Kedar, shall be gathered unto thee, The rams of Nebaioth, shall wait upon thee, —They shall come up, with acceptance, on mine altar, And my beautiful house, will I adorn.
Wɔbɛboaboa Kedar nguankuw nyinaa ano abrɛ wo, Nebaiot adwennini bɛsom wo; wobegye wɔn sɛ afɔrebɔde wɔ mʼafɔremuka so, na mɛhyɛ mʼasɔredan kronkron no anuonyam.
8 Who are these that, As a cloud, do fly? and, As doves to their cotes?
“Henanom ne eyinom a wotu sɛ omununkum, te sɛ mmorɔnoma a wɔrekɔ wɔn berebuw mu yi?
9 Surely for me, shall, Coastlands, wait, And the ships of Tarshish first, To bring in thy sons, from far, Their silver and their gold with them, —Unto the name of Yahweh, thy God, And unto the Holy One of Israel Because he hath adorned thee.
Ampa ara asupɔw no ani da me so; Tarsis ahyɛn na wodi anim, wɔde wo mmabarima fifi akyirikyiri reba, wɔsoso wɔn dwetɛ ne wɔn sikakɔkɔɔ, de rebɛhyɛ Awurade, wo Nyankopɔn anuonyam, Israel Kronkronni No, efisɛ wahyɛ wo anuonyam.
10 So shall the sons of the foreigner, build thy walls, And their kings, shall wait upon thee, —For in my vexation, I smote thee, But in my favour, have I had compassion upon thee.
“Ananafo bɛto wʼafasu no bio, na wɔn ahemfo bɛsom wo. Ɛwɔ mu, mede abufuw asɛe wo de, nanso menam adom so behu wo mmɔbɔ.
11 So shall thy gates be open—continually, Neither day nor night, shall they be shut, —That they may bring unto thee the riches of the nations, And their kings, be led.
Wo apon ano bɛdeda hɔ bere biara, wɔrentoto mu awia anaa anadwo, sɛnea ɛbɛyɛ a nkurɔfo de amanaman no ahonya bɛbrɛ wo, wɔn ahemfo dii nkonimdi santen no anim.
12 For, the nation and the kingdom that will not serve thee, shall perish, —Yea the nations, shall be utterly wasted.
Na ɔman anaa ahenni a wɔrensom wo no bɛyera, wɔbɛsɛe no pasaa.
13 The glory of Lebanon, unto thee, shall come, The fir-tree the holm-oak, and the sherbin-cedar, together, To adorn the place of my sanctuary, And the place of my feet, will I make glorious.
“Lebanon anuonyam bɛba wo nkyɛn, ɔpepaw, ɔsɛsɛ ne kwabɔhɔre bɛbɔ mu, abesiesie me kronkronbea hɔ; na mɛhyɛ beae a me nan sisi no anuonyam.
14 Then shall come unto thee bending low, The sons of them who had humbled thee, Then shall bow down, unto the soles of thy feet, All they who had despised thee; And they shall call thee—The city of Yahweh, The Zion of the Holy One of Israel.
Wo nhyɛsofo mmabarima bɛba abɛkotow wo; wɔn a wobu wo animtiaa nyinaa bɛkotow wʼanan ase na wɔbɛfrɛ wo Awurade Kuropɔn, Israel Kronkronni, Sion.
15 Instead of thy being forsaken and hated so that none used to pass through thee, I will make of thee—An excellency age-abiding, The joy of generation after generation.
“Ɛwɔ mu, wɔapa wʼakyi atan wo, a obiara ntu kwan mfa wo mu, nanso mɛyɛ wo ahohoahoade a ɛte hɔ daa ne awo ntoatoaso nyinaa anigyede.
16 And thou shalt derive sweet nourishment from the nations, Yea on the bounty of kings, shalt thou be sustained, —So shalt thou know—That, I, Yahweh, am thy Saviour, and That, thy Redeemer, is the Mighty One of Jacob.
Wobɛnom amanaman nufusu no na woanum adehye nufu. Afei wubehu sɛ me Awurade, me ne wo Agyenkwa, wo gyefo, Yakob Tumfo no.
17 Instead of bronze, I will bring in, gold, and Instead of iron, I will bring in silver, and Instead of wood, bronze, and Instead of stones, iron, —And I will appoint the oversight of thee to Prosperity, And the setting of thy tasks to Righteousness.
Mede sikakɔkɔɔ besi kɔbere anan mu abrɛ wo, na dwetɛ asi dade anan mu. Mede kɔbere besi dua anan mu abrɛ wo, na dade asi abo anan mu. Mede asomdwoe bɛyɛ wo so amrado na trenee ayɛ wo sodifo.
18 Violence, shall no more be heard, in thy land, Wasting nor destruction within thy boundaries, —But thou shalt call Thy walls, Victory, and Thy gates, Praise.
Wɔrente awurukasɛm wɔ wʼasase so bio, anaa nnwiriwii ne ɔsɛe wɔ wʼahye so mmom wobɛfrɛ wʼafasu se Nkwagye ne wʼapon se Ayeyi.
19 Thou shalt no more have the sun, for light by day, neither for brightness, shall the moon, give light unto thee, —But Yahweh shall become thine age-abiding light, And thy God thine adorning:
Owia renyɛ wo hann adekyee mu bio na ɔsram hann renhyerɛn wo so, efisɛ Awurade bɛyɛ wo daapem hann, na wo Nyankopɔn bɛyɛ wo anuonyam.
20 No more shall go in, thy sun, Nor thy moon, withdraw itself, —For, Yahweh, will become to thee an age-abiding light, So shall be ended the days of thy mourning.
Wo wia rentɔ bio, wo sram rennum bio, Awurade bɛyɛ wo daapem hann, na wʼawerɛhownna to betwa.
21 And, thy people, shall all of them, be righteous, To times age-abiding, shall they possess, the land, —The sprout of mine own planting, The work of mine own hands, —That I may get myself glory.
Na afei wo nkurɔfo nyinaa bɛyɛ atreneefo na wɔbɛfa asase no adi so afebɔɔ. Wɔyɛ ade a madua na afefɛw me nsa ano adwuma a ɛbɛda mʼanuonyam adi.
22 The little one, shall become a thousand, and the small one, a mighty nation: I—Yahweh, in its own season, will hasten it.
Mo mu akumaa koraa bɛdɔ ayɛ apem, na aketewa no ayɛ ɔman kɛse. Mene Awurade; na ne bere mu, mɛyɛ eyi ntɛm so.”
