Micah 1
1 Yahweh’s word that came to Micah of Morasheth in the days of Jotham, Ahaz, and Hezekiah, kings of Judah, which he saw concerning Samaria and Jerusalem.
Awurade de saa nsɛm yi brɛɛ Moresetni Mika ɛberɛ a na Yotam, Ahas ne Hesekia di adeɛ wɔ Yuda no. Anisoadehunu a ɔhunuiɛ fa Samaria ne Yerusalem ho.
2 Hear, you peoples, all of you! Listen, O earth, and all that is therein. Let the Lord Yahweh be witness against you, the Lord from his holy temple.
Monyɛ aso, mo nnipa nyinaa, montie, asase ne mo a mote so nyinaa. Otumfoɔ Awurade redi adanseɛ atia mo, ɔkasa firi nʼasɔredan kronkron no mu.
3 For behold, Yahweh comes out of his place, and will come down and tread on the high places of the earth.
Monhwɛ! Awurade firi nʼatenaeɛ reba; ɔresiane na ɔnante asase sorɔnsorɔmmea so.
4 The mountains melt under him, and the valleys split apart like wax before the fire, like waters that are poured down a steep place.
Mmepɔ nane wɔ nʼase, mmɔnhwa mu paepae te sɛ ama a aka ogya, te sɛ nsuo a ɛsiane ɔherɛ so firi kokoɔ so.
5 “All this is for the disobedience of Jacob, and for the sins of the house of Israel. What is the disobedience of Jacob? Isn’t it Samaria? And what are the high places of Judah? Aren’t they Jerusalem?
Yei nyinaa yɛ Yakob nnebɔne, ne bɔne ahodoɔ a ɛwɔ Israel efie enti. Yakob nnebɔne ne sɛn? Ɛnyɛ Samaria anaa? Na ɛhe ne Yuda sorɔnsorɔmmea? Ɛnyɛ Yerusalem anaa?
6 Therefore I will make Samaria like a rubble heap of the field, like places for planting vineyards; and I will pour down its stones into the valley, and I will uncover its foundations.
“Enti mɛyɛ Samaria kuro no mmubuiɛ sie, baabi a wɔbɛyɛ bobe turo. Mehwie nʼaboɔ agu bɔnhwa mu ama ne fapem ho ada hɔ.
7 All her idols will be beaten to pieces, all her temple gifts will be burned with fire, and I will destroy all her images; for of the hire of a prostitute has she gathered them, and to the hire of a prostitute shall they return.”
Wɔbɛbubu nʼahoni nyinaa mu asinasini; wɔde ogya bɛhyɛ nʼasɔredan mu ayɛyɛdeɛ nyinaa. Mɛsɛe ne nsɛsodeɛ nyinaa. Esiane sɛ nʼakyɛdeɛ a waboa ano no nyinaa ɔnya firii adwamanfoɔ akatua mu no enti wɔde bɛma adwamanfoɔ.”
8 For this I will lament and wail. I will go stripped and naked. I will howl like the jackals and mourn like the ostriches.
Yeinom enti mɛsu atwa agyaadwoɔ; mede adagya bɛnante na mennhyɛ mpaboa. Mɛpɔ so sɛ odompo na masu sɛ ɔpatuo.
9 For her wounds are incurable; for it has come even to Judah. It reaches to the gate of my people, even to Jerusalem.
Nʼapirakuro no wuo ayɛ den; abɛduru Yuda. Abɛduru me nkurɔfoɔ ɛpono ano mpo aduru Yerusalem ankasa.
10 Don’t tell it in Gath. Don’t weep at all. At Beth Ophrah I have rolled myself in the dust.
Monnka no wɔ Gat monnsu koraa Mo a mowɔ Bet-Leafra deɛ monyantam mfuturo mu.
11 Pass on, inhabitant of Shaphir, in nakedness and shame. The inhabitant of Zaanan won’t come out. The wailing of Beth Ezel will take from you his protection.
Monsene nkɔ adagya ne aniwuo mu, mo a mote Safir. Wɔn a wɔte Saanan ntumi mpue Bet-Esel wɔ awerɛhoɔ mu; ɛfiri sɛ, wo hɔ na ɔnya ne banbɔ.
12 For the inhabitant of Maroth waits anxiously for good, because evil has come down from Yahweh to the gate of Jerusalem.
Wɔn a wɔte Marot de ɔyea nukanuka wɔ mu de twɛn mmoa, ɛfiri sɛ amanehunu a ɛfiri Awurade hɔ aba abɛduru Yerusalem ɛpono ano.
13 Harness the chariot to the swift steed, inhabitant of Lachish. She was the beginning of sin to the daughter of Zion; for the transgressions of Israel were found in you.
Mo a mote Lakis, monsiesie nteaseɛnam no. Mo ne bɔne farebae ma Ɔbabaa Sion, na modii Israel anim kɔɔ bɔne mu.
14 Therefore you will give a parting gift to Moresheth Gath. The houses of Achzib will be a deceitful thing to the kings of Israel.
Enti mode ntetemu akyɛdeɛ bɛma Moreset-Gat, Aksib kuro bɛdaadaa Israel ahemfo.
15 I will yet bring a conqueror to you, inhabitants of Mareshah. The glory of Israel will come to Adullam.
Mede nkonimdifoɔ bɛtoa mo mo a mote Maresa. Deɛ ɔyɛ Israel onimuonyamfoɔ no bɛba Adulam.
16 Shave your heads, and cut off your hair for the children of your delight. Enlarge your baldness like the vulture, for they have gone into captivity from you!
Monyi mo tirinwi mfa nni awerɛhoɔ, wɔ mma a mo ani gye wɔn ho no ho; mommɔ tikwa te sɛ ɔpete, ɛfiri sɛ, wɔbɛfa wɔn afiri mo nkyɛn akɔ nnommumfa mu.
