Ezekiel 15

1 And the word of the Lord was maad to me,

Awurade asɛm baa me nkyɛn se:

2 and he seide, Sone of man, what schal be don to the tre of a vyne, of alle the trees of woodis, that ben among the trees of woodis?

“Onipa ba, ɔkwan bɛn so na bobe dutan so bɛba mfaso asen kwae mu dua foforo biara mman?

3 Whether tymbre schal be takun therof, that werk be maad? ether shal a stake be maad therof, that ony vessel hange ther onne?

Wotwa dua no bi de yɛ biribi a so wɔ mfaso? Wɔde yɛ pɛe a wɔde nneɛma sensɛn so ana?

4 Lo! it is youun in to mete; fier wastide euer eithir part therof, and the myddis therof is dryuun in to deed sparcle; whether it schal be profitable to werk?

Na sɛ wɔde ne nnyina hyɛ ogya mu na eti ne ti hyew ma mfimfini yɛ nso a, so ba mfaso bi ana?

5 Yhe, whanne it was hool, it was not couenable to werk; hou myche more whanne fier hath deuourid, and hath brent it, no thing of werk schal be maad therof?

Na sɛ so amma mfaso bere a ɛyɛ mua no a, ɛbɛyɛ dɛn na wobetumi de ayɛ ade bi a mfaso wɔ so, bere a ahyew atɔ nso no?

6 Therfor the Lord God seith thes thingis, As the tre of a vyne is among the trees of woodis, which Y yaf to fier to deuoure, so Y yaf the dwelleris of Jerusalem,

“Enti sɛɛ na Otumfo Awurade se: Sɛnea mede bobe dua a ɛfra kwaennua ama sɛ wɔmfa nsɔ ogya no, saa ɔkwan no ara so na mede nnipa a wɔte Yerusalem no nso bɛfa.

7 and Y schal sette my face ayens hem. Thei schulen go out of the fier, and fier schal waaste hem; and ye schulen wite, that Y am the Lord, whanne Y schal sette my face ayens hem,

Metu mʼani asi wɔn so. Ɛwɔ mu sɛ wɔafi ogya no mu de, nanso ɛbɛhyew wɔn bio. Na sɛ mitu mʼani si wɔn so a, wubehu sɛ mene Awurade.

8 and schal yyue the lond with out weie and desolat, for thei weren trespassours, seith the Lord God.

Mɛma asase no ada mpan efisɛ wɔanni nokware, Otumfo Awurade asɛm ni.”