Isaiah 25
1 O Jehovah, my God [art] Thou, I exalt Thee, I confess Thy name, For Thou hast done a wonderful thing, Counsels of old, stedfastness, O stedfast One.
Awurade, wo ne me Nyankopɔn; mɛma wo so na mayi wo din ayɛ, efisɛ wufi nokwaredi mu, ayɛ anwonwade bebree, nneɛma a wɔahyehyɛ fi teteete.
2 For Thou didst make of a city a heap, Of a fenced city a ruin, A high place of strangers from [being] a city, To the age it is not built.
Woayɛ kuropɔn no nnwiriwii siw, kurow no a ɛwɔ bammɔ no asɛe; ananafo abandennen no nyɛ kuropɔn bio; na wɔrensi bio.
3 Therefore honour Thee do a strong people, A city of the terrible nations feareth Thee.
Enti aman a wɔyɛ den bedi wo ni atutuwpɛfo aman bɛhyɛ wo anuonyam.
4 For Thou hast been a stronghold for the poor, A stronghold for the needy in his distress, A refuge from storm, a shadow from heat, When the spirit of the terrible [is] as a storm — a wall.
Woayɛ ahiafo guankɔbea, ohiani mmɔborɔni guankɔbea, ahum ano ahintawee ɔhyew mu nwini na atirimɔdenfo home te sɛ ahum a ɛrebɔ dwira ɔfasu
5 As heat in a dry place, The noise of strangers Thou humblest, Heat with the shadow of a thick cloud, The singing of the terrible is humbled.
ne ɔhyew a ɛwɔ nweatam so. Wobrɛ ananafo huuyɛ ase; sɛnea omununkum brɛ owia hyew ano ase no, saa ara na atirimɔdenfo nnwom nso begyae.
6 And made hath Jehovah of Hosts, For all the peoples in this mount, A banquet of fat things, a banquet of preserved things, Fat things full of marrow, preserved things refined.
Asafo Awurade bɛto pon wɔ saa bepɔw yi so obesiesie nnuan pa ne nsa a adi nna; nam pa ne nsa pa ama nnipa nyinaa.
7 And swallowed up hath He in this mountain The face of the wrapping that is wrapped over all the peoples, And of the covering that is spread over all the nations.
Wɔ bepɔw yi so, ɔbɛsɛe ntama a ɛkata nnipa nyinaa ho ne nkataso a ɛkata aman nyinaa so no;
8 He hath swallowed up death in victory, And wiped hath the Lord Jehovah, The tear from off all faces, And the reproach of His people He turneth aside from off all the earth, For Jehovah hath spoken.
Ɔbɛmene owu afebɔɔ. Asafo Awurade bɛpepa ani so nusu nyinaa. Obeyi ne nkurɔfo ahohora, afi nsase nyinaa so. Awurade, na waka.
9 And [one] hath said in that day, 'Lo, this [is] our God, We waited for Him, and He saveth us, This [is] Jehovah, we have waited for Him, We joy and rejoice in His salvation.'
Saa da no, wɔbɛka se, “Ampa ara yɛn Nyankopɔn ni; yɛde yɛn ho too no so na ogyee yɛn; Awurade no ni, yegyee no dii; momma yenni ahurusi na yɛn ani nnye wɔ ne nkwagye no mu.”
10 For rest doth the hand of Jehovah on this mountain, And trodden down is Moab under Him, As trodden down is straw on a dunghill.
Awurade nsa bɛda saa bepɔw yi so; nanso obetiatia Moab so te sɛ sare a wotiatia so de fra sumina.
11 And he spread out his hands in its midst, As spread out doth the swimmer to swim; And He hath humbled his excellency With the machinations of his hands.
Wɔbɛtrɛtrɛw wɔn nsa mu wɔ so, sɛnea asuguarefo trɛtrɛw wɔn nsa mu de guare. Onyankopɔn bɛbrɛ wɔn ahomaso ase a ɔrenhwɛ wɔn nsa ano dwumadi ho.
12 And the fortress of the high place of thy walls He hath bowed down — He hath made low, He hath caused [it] to come to the earth, — unto dust.
Obebubu mo bammɔ afasu atenten no agu, obebubu agu fam ama ayɛ mfutuma.
