Isaiah 16
1 Send ye a lamb [to] the ruler of the land, From Selah in the wilderness, Unto the mount of the daughter of Zion.
Momfa nnwammaa sɛ apeatoɔ nkɔma asase no sodifoɔ, ɛfiri Sela fa anweatam no so, kɔka Ɔbabaa Sion bepɔ no so.
2 And it hath come to pass, As a wandering bird, a nest cast out, Are daughters of Moab, [at] fords of Arnon.
Sɛdeɛ nnomaa a wɔaka wɔn afiri pirebuo mu na wɔtu nenam ewiem no, saa ara na Moabfoɔ mmaa teɛ wɔ Arnon asutwareɛ.
3 Bring ye in counsel, do judgment, Make as night thy shadow in the midst of noon, Hide outcasts, the wanderer reveal not.
“Mommoa yɛn, mommɔ yɛn ho ban. Momfa yɛn nsie. Monnyi atukɔtenafoɔ no mma.
4 Sojourn in thee do My outcasts, O Moab, Be a secret hiding-place to them, From the face of a destroyer, For ceased hath the extortioner, Finished hath been a destroyer, Consumed the treaders down out of the land.
Momma Moabfoɔ adwanefoɔ no ne mo ntena; monyɛ wɔn banbɔ wɔ ɔsɛefoɔ no ho.” Ɔhyɛsoni no bɛba nʼawieeɛ na adesɛeɛ to bɛtwa; opoobɔni no bɛyera wɔ asase no so.
5 And established in kindness is the throne, And [one] hath sat on it in truth, in the tent of David, Judging and seeking judgment, and hasting righteousness.
Ɔdɔ mu na Onyankopɔn bɛsi ahennwa bi; ɔbarima bi de nokorɛdie bɛtena so, obi a ɔfiri Dawid efie, deɛ atemmuo mu no ɔpɛ atɛntenenee na ɔntwentwɛn adeteneneeyɛ ho.
6 We have heard of the pride of Moab — very proud, His pride, and his arrogance, and his wrath, Not right [are] his devices.
Yɛate Moab ahantan a ɔyɛ, nʼani a atra ne ntɔn ne ne ntɛn, nʼahomasoɔ ne nʼasoɔden, nanso hwee nni nʼahomasoɔ no mu.
7 Therefore howl doth Moab for Moab, all of it doth howl, For the grape-cakes of Kir-Hareseth it meditateth, Surely they are smitten.
Enti Moabfoɔ twa adwo, wɔbɔ mu su ma Moab. Wɔdi awerɛhoɔ na wɔbɔ abubuo wɔ Kir Hereset bobe aba ɔfam ho.
8 Because fields of Heshbon languish, The vine of Sibmah, Lords of nations did beat her choice vines, Unto Jazer they have come, They have wandered in a wilderness, Her plants have spread themselves, They have passed over a sea.
Hesbon mfuo no hye, Sibma bobe mfuo nso saa ara. Aman sodifoɔ no atiatia bobe papa no so, deɛ kane na wɔde kɔ Yaser na ɛtrɛtrɛ kɔ anweatam so no. Wɔn mman trɛtrɛ kɔka mpoano pɛɛ.
9 Therefore I weep with the weeping of Jazer, The vine of Sibmah, I water thee [with] my tear, O Heshbon and Elealeh, For — for thy summer fruits, and for thy harvest, The shouting hath fallen.
Enti mesu sɛdeɛ Yaser suo, de ma Sibma bobe mfuo. Ao Hesbon, Ao Eleale, mesu mo bebree! Mo aduaba a abereɛ ho ahurisie ne otwaberɛ deɛ no, wɔagyae.
10 And removed have been gladness and joy from the fruitful field, And in vineyards they sing not, nor shout, Wine in the presses treadeth not the treader, Shouting I have caused to cease.
Ahosɛpɛ ne anigyeɛ nni mfikyifuo no mu; obiara nnto dwom, na ɔnteateam wɔ bobeturo mu; obiara nnkyi nsã wɔ nsakyimena so, ɛfiri sɛ mede nteateam aba nʼawieeɛ.
11 Therefore my bowels for Moab as a harp do sound, And mine inward parts for Kir-Haresh.
Mesi apinie wɔ mʼakoma mu wɔ Moab ho te sɛ sankuten so kwadwom; na me yam hyehye me ma Kir Hereset.
12 And it hath come to pass, when it hath been seen, That weary hath been Moab on the high place, And he hath come unto his sanctuary to pray, And is not able.
Sɛ Moab kɔ ne sorɔnsorɔmmea a, ɔha ne ho kwa; sɛ ɔkɔ nʼabosonnan mu kɔbɔ mpaeɛ a, ɛrenkɔsi hwee.
13 This [is] the word that Jehovah hath spoken unto Moab from that time,
Yei ne asɛm a Awurade aka dada afa Moab ho.
14 And now hath Jehovah spoken, saying, 'In three years, as years of an hireling, Lightly esteemed is the honour of Moab, With all the great multitude, And the remnant [is] little, small, not mighty!'
Nanso seesei Awurade ka sɛ, “Mfeɛ mmiɛnsa mu, sɛdeɛ wɔkan ɔpaani mfeɛ no, Moab animuonyam bɛba awieeɛ, na ne nkaeɛfoɔ no bɛyɛ kakra bi a wonni ahoɔden.”
