Isaiah 6
1 In the yeer in which the kyng Osie was deed, Y siy the Lord sittynge on an hiy seete, and reisid; and the hous was ful of his mageste, and tho thingis that weren vndur hym, filliden the temple.
Afe a ɔhene Usia wuiɛ mu no, mehunuu Awurade sɛ ɔte ahennwa a, ɛkorɔn na wapagya so na nʼatadeɛ mmuano ayɛ asɔrefie hɔ ma.
2 Serafyn stoden on it, sixe wyngis weren to oon, and sixe wyngis to the tothir; with twei wyngis thei hiliden the face of hym, and with twei wyngis thei hiliden the feet of hym, and with twei wyngis thei flowen.
Na serafim a wɔn mu biara wɔ ntaban nsia wɔ nʼAtifi. Wɔde ntaban no mmienu kata wɔn anim, na wɔde mmienu nso kata wɔn nan ho ɛnna wɔde mmienu nso tu.
3 And thei crieden `the toon to the tother, and seiden, Hooli, hooli, hooli is the Lord God of oostis; al erthe is ful of his glorie.
Na obiara team kyerɛ ne yɔnko sɛ, “Kronkron! Kronkron! Kronkron ne Asafo Awurade; Nʼanimuonyam ahyɛ asase nyinaa so ma!”
4 And the lyntels aboue of the herris were moued togidere of the vois of the criere, and the hous was fillid with smoke.
Wɔn nne nnyegyeeɛ maa apono ne aboboano wosooɛ, na wisie yɛɛ asɔrefie hɔ ma.
5 And Y seide, Wo to me, for Y was stille; for Y am a man defoulid in lippis, and Y dwelle in the myddis of the puple hauynge defoulid lippis, and Y siy with myn iyen the kyng Lord of oostis.
Meteam kaa sɛ, “Me nnue! Memfata! Meyɛ onipa a mʼano ho nteɛ, na mete nnipa a wɔn ano ho nteɛ mu, Ɔhene, Otumfoɔ Awurade na mʼani ahunu no yi.”
6 And oon of serafyn flei to me, and a brennynge cole was in his hond, which cole he hadde take with a tonge fro the auter.
Na serafim no mu baako a ɔkura gyasramma, a ɔde daban kɔfa firii afɔrebukyia no so tu baa me nkyɛn.
7 And he touchide my mouth, and seide, Lo! Y haue touchid thi lippis with this cole, and thi wickidnesse schal be don awei, and thi synne schal be clensid.
Ɔde yei kaa mʼano kaa sɛ, “Hwɛ, yei aka wʼanofafa, wɔayi wʼafɔdie na wɔatua wo bɔne so ka.”
8 And Y herde the vois of the Lord, seiynge, Whom schal Y sende, and who schal go to you? And Y seide, Lo! Y; sende thou me.
Afei, metee Awurade nne a ɛrebisa sɛ, “Hwan na mensoma no? Na hwan na ɔbɛkɔ ama yɛn?” Na mekaa sɛ, “Me nie. Soma me!”
9 And he seide, Go thou, and thou schalt seie to this puple, Ye herynge here, and nyle ye vndurstonde; and se ye the profesie, and nyle ye knowe.
Na ɔkaa sɛ, “Kɔka kyerɛ saa nkurɔfoɔ yi sɛ, “‘Ɔte deɛ mobɛte, nanso morente aseɛ; Ɔhwɛ deɛ mobɛhwɛ, nanso morenhunu.’
10 Make thou blynde the herte of this puple, and aggrege thou the eeris therof, and close thou the iyen therof; lest perauenture it se with hise iyen, and here with hise eeris, and vndurstonde with his herte, and it be conuertid, and Y make it hool.
Ɛfiri sɛ mo, moapirim mo akoma; moasi mo aso, akatakata mo ani. Ɛnyɛ saa a, anka mo ani bɛhunu adeɛ, na mo akoma ate asɛm ase, na moanu mo ho asane aba me nkyɛn, na masa mo yadeɛ.”
11 And Y seide, Lord, hou long? And he seide, Til citees ben maad desolat with out dwellere, and housis with out man. And the lond schal be left desert,
Na mekaa sɛ, “Ɛnkɔsi da bɛn, Ao Awurade?” Na ɔbuaa sɛ, “Ɛnkɔsi sɛ nkuropɔn no bɛyɛ nkurofon a nnipa ntete soɔ, ɛnkɔsi sɛ afie no bɛyɛ afituo na mfuo no asɛe ayɛ pasaa,
12 and the Lord schal make men fer. And that that was forsakun in the myddil of erthe, schal be multiplied, and yit tithing schal be ther ynne;
ɛnkɔsi sɛ, Awurade bɛpamo obiara akɔ akyirikyiri na asase no ada mpan.
13 and it schal be conuertid, and it schal be in to schewyng, as a terebynte is, and as an ook, that spredith abrood hise boowis; that schal be hooli seed, that schal stonde ther ynne.
Mpo, sɛ nkyɛmu edu mu baako ka asase no so a, wɔbɛsɛe no bio. Nso sɛdeɛ dupɔn anaa odum gya dunsini ɛberɛ a wɔatwa ato fam no, saa ara na aba kronkron no bɛyɛ dunsini wɔ asase no so.”
