Ezekiel 2
1 He said to me, “Son of man, stand up on your feet; then I will speak to you.”
Ɔka kyerɛɛ me sɛ, “Onipa ba, sɔre gyina hɔ, na me ne wo nkasa.”
2 Then, as he spoke to me, the Spirit entered into me and set me on my feet, and I heard him speaking to me.
Ɔrekasa no, Honhom no bɛhyɛɛ me mu maa me so gyinaa hɔ, na metee sɛ ɔrekasa kyerɛ me.
3 He said to me, “Son of man, I am sending you to the people of Israel, to rebellious nations that have rebelled against me—both they and their ancestors have sinned against me up to this very day!
Ɔkaa sɛ, “Onipa ba, meresoma wo akɔ Israelfoɔ mu, atuateɛ ɔman a wayɛ dɔm atia me; wɔne wɔn agyanom ayɛ dɔm atia me abɛsi ɛnnɛ.
4 Their descendants have stubborn faces and hard hearts. I am sending you to them, and you will say to them, 'This is what the Lord Yahweh says.'
Nnipa a meresoma wo wɔn nkyɛn no yɛ nnipa a wɔn aso yɛ den na wɔn aso awu. Ka kyerɛ wɔn sɛ, ‘Yei ne deɛ Otumfoɔ Awurade seɛ.’
5 Either they will listen or they will not listen. They are a rebellious house, but they will at least know that a prophet has been among them.
Na sɛ wɔtie anaa wɔantie a, ɛsiane sɛ wɔyɛ atuatefoɔ enti, wɔbɛhunu ampa ara sɛ odiyifoɔ bi aba wɔn mu.
6 You, son of man, do not be afraid of them or their words. Do not be afraid, although you are with briers and thorns and although you live with scorpions. Do not fear their words or be dismayed by their faces, since they are a rebellious house.
Na wo, onipa ba, nsuro wɔn, anaasɛ wɔn nsɛm. Nsuro, ɛwom sɛ nnɛnkyɛnse ne nkasɛɛ atwa wo ho ahyia, na wote anyanyankyerɛ mu deɛ, nanso nsuro deɛ wɔka, na mma wɔmmɔ wo hu sɛ wɔyɛ atuatefoɔ.
7 But you will speak my words to them, whether they listen or not, because they are most rebellious.
Wɔyɛ atuatefoɔ ankasa nanso ɛsɛ sɛ woka me nsɛm kyerɛ wɔn; sɛ wɔbɛtie oo sɛ wɔrentie oo.
8 But you, son of man, listen to what I am saying to you. Do not be rebellious like that rebellious house. Open your mouth and eat what I am about to give to you!”
Nanso, wo onipa ba, tie asɛm a meka kyerɛ wo no. Ɛnte atua te sɛ saa atuatefoɔ no; bue wʼanomu na di deɛ mede ma wo no.”
9 Then I looked, and a hand was extended out to me; in it was a written scroll.
Afei mehwɛeɛ na mehunuu nsa bi a atene wɔ me so, na emu na nwoma mmobɔeɛ bi wɔ.
10 He spread it out before me; it had been written on both its front and back, and written on it were lamentations, mourning, and woe.
Ɔtrɛɛ mu wɔ mʼanim. Nʼafanu no mu, na wɔatwerɛ abubuo, awerɛhoɔ ne nnome nsɛm.
