Isaiah 50
1 The LORD says, “Where is the bill of your mother’s divorce, with which I have put her away? Or to which of my creditors have I sold you? Behold, you were sold for your iniquities, and your mother was put away for your transgressions.
Sɛɛ na Awurade se: “Ɛhe na awaregyae ho adansedi nhoma, nea migyinaa so gyaa no kwan no wɔ? Anaa sɛ mʼadefirifo mu hena na metɔn wo maa no? Wo bɔne nti na wɔtɔn wo; Wʼamumɔyɛ nti na wɔpam wo na.
2 Why, when I came, was there no one? When I called, why was there no one to answer? Is my hand shortened at all, that it can’t redeem? Or have I no power to deliver? Behold, at my rebuke I dry up the sea. I make the rivers a wilderness. Their fish stink because there is no water, and die of thirst.
Mebae no, adɛn nti na na obiara nni hɔ? Mefrɛe no, adɛn nti na obiara annye so? Na me nsa yɛ tia dodo sɛ ebegye wo ana? Minni ahoɔden a mede begye wo ana? Mede mʼanimka kɛkɛ no ma po yow, medan nsubɔnten nweatam mu mpataa porɔw esiane nsu a wonnya nti na osukɔm kum wɔn.
3 I clothe the heavens with blackness. I make sackcloth their covering.”
Mede sum fura ɔsoro na mema atweaatam yɛ ne nkataho.”
4 The Lord GOD has given me the tongue of those who are taught, that I may know how to sustain with words him who is weary. He awakens morning by morning, he awakens my ear to hear as those who are taught.
Asafo Awurade ama me nkyerɛkyerɛ tɛkrɛma sɛ ɛnka asɛm a ɛhyɛ ɔbrɛfo den. Onyan me anɔpa biara, na obue mʼaso ma mitie sɛ obi a ɔregye nkyerɛkyerɛ.
5 The Lord GOD has opened my ear. I was not rebellious. I have not turned back.
Otumfo Awurade abue mʼaso na menyɛɛ otuatewfo ɛ; na mensan mʼakyi ɛ.
6 I gave my back to those who beat me, and my cheeks to those who plucked off the hair. I didn’t hide my face from shame and spitting.
Mede mʼakyi maa wɔn a wɔboro me, ne mʼafono maa wɔn a wotutu mʼabogyesɛ. Mamfa mʼanim anhintaw wɔn fɛwdi ne ntasu ho.
7 For the Lord GOD will help me. Therefore I have not been confounded. Therefore I have set my face like a flint, and I know that I won’t be disappointed.
Esiane sɛ, Asafo Awurade boa me nti, wɔrengu mʼanim ase. Enti na mayɛ mʼanim sɛ ɔtwɛrebo, na minim sɛ mʼanim rengu ase.
8 He who justifies me is near. Who will bring charges against me? Let us stand up together. Who is my adversary? Let him come near to me.
Nea obu me bem no abɛn. Enti hena na ɔbɛbɔ me kwaadu? Ɔmma yenhyia mu! Hena na ɔbɔ me sobo? Ma ɔnka nsi mʼanim!
9 Behold, the Lord GOD will help me! Who is he who will condemn me? Behold, they will all grow old like a garment. The moths will eat them up.
Asafo Awurade na ɔboa me. Hena ne nea obebu me fɔ? Wɔn nyinaa bɛtetew sɛ atade; nnwewemmoa bɛwe wɔn.
10 Who amongst you fears the LORD and obeys the voice of his servant? He who walks in darkness and has no light, let him trust in the LORD’s name, and rely on his God.
Mo mu hena na osuro Awurade, na odi ne somfo asɛm so? Ma nea ɔnam sum mu nea onni hann no, onnye Awurade din nni na ɔmfa ne ho nto ne Nyankopɔn so.
11 Behold, all you who kindle a fire, who adorn yourselves with torches around yourselves, walk in the flame of your fire, and amongst the torches that you have kindled. You will have this from my hand: you will lie down in sorrow.
Na afei, mo a mososɔ ogya nyinaa na moyɛ ogyatɛn ma mo ho, monkɔ, nkɔnantew mo gya hann no, ne ogyatɛn a wɔasɔ ano no mu. Eyi ne nea mubenya afi me nsa mu; mobɛdeda fam wɔ ɔyaw mu.
