Yesaia 10
1 Wonnue, wɔn a wɔhyɛ mmara a ɛmfa ne kwan mu, wɔn a wɔhyɛ mmara dennen a ɛde nhyɛso ba,
Woe [to] those decreeing decrees of iniquity, And writers who have prescribed perverseness.
2 de siw ahiafo ahofadi ho kwan, de atɛntrenee bɔ me nkurɔfo a wɔhyɛ wɔn so no atirimɔden. Wɔma akunafo yɛ amanehunufo na wɔbɔ ayisaa korɔn.
To turn aside from judgment the poor, And to take violently away the judgment Of the afflicted of My people, That widows may be their prey, That the fatherless they may spoil.
3 Dɛn na mobɛyɛ wɔ akontaabu da no, bere a amanehunu fi akyirikyiri reba? Hena nkyɛn na mubeguan akɔpɛ mmoa? Ɛhefa na mubegyaw mo ahode?
And what do ye at a day of inspection? And at desolation? — from afar it cometh. Near whom do ye flee for help? And where do ye leave your honour?
4 Ɛrenka mo hwee sɛ mobɛfra nneduafo mu anaasɛ mobɛtotɔ wɔ atɔfo mu. Nanso eyinom nyinaa akyi no ne bo nnwoo ɛ, na ne nsa da so wɔ soro.
Without Me it hath bowed down In the place of a bound one, And in the place of the slain they fall. With all this not turned back hath His anger, And still His hand is stretched out.
5 “Nnome nka Asiriani no, mʼabufuw abaa, nea okura mʼabufuwhyew pema no!
Woe [to] Asshur, a rod of Mine anger, And a staff in their hand [is] Mine indignation.
6 Mesoma no akɔ ɔman a wonnim Onyankopɔn so migya no kwan ma wakɔ nnipa a wɔhyɛ me abufuw so sɛ wonkogye akorɔnne abran so na wonhuam afowde, na wontiatia wɔn so sɛ dɔte wɔ mmɔnten so.
Against a profane nation I send him, And concerning a people of My wrath I charge him, To spoil spoil, and to seize prey, And to make it a treading-place as the clay of out places.
7 Nanso ɛnyɛ eyi ne nea ɔpɛ sɛ ɔyɛ ɛnyɛ eyi ne nea ɛwɔ nʼadwene mu; ne botae ne sɛ ɔbɛsɛe, sɛ ɔde aman bebree bɛba wɔn awiei.
And he — he thinketh not so, And his heart reckoneth not so, For — to destroy [is] in his heart, And to cut off nations not a few.
8 Na obisa se, ‘Ahemfo nyinaa nyɛ mʼasahene ana?
For he saith, 'Are not my princes altogether kings?
9 Kalno nyɛɛ sɛ Karkemis ana? Hamat nte sɛ Arpad na Samaria nte sɛ Damasko ana?
Is not Calno as Carchemish? Is not Hamath as Arpad? Is not Samaria as Damascus?
10 Sɛnea migyee ahoni ahenni ahorow abran so, ahenni a wɔn nsɛsode sen nea ɛwɔ Yerusalem ne Samaria no.
As my hand hath got to the kingdoms of a worthless thing, and their graven images, [Greater] than Jerusalem and than Samaria,
11 Merentumi ne Yerusalem ne ne nsɛsode nni, sɛnea me ne Samaria ne nʼahoni dii no?’”
Do I not — as I have done to Samaria, And to her worthless things, So do to Jerusalem and to her grievous things?
12 Sɛ Awurade wie nʼadwuma a etia Bepɔw Sion ne Yerusalem nyinaa a, ɔbɛka se, “Mɛtwe Asiriahene aso wɔ ne komapirim ne nʼani a ɛnsɔ ade no ho.
And it hath come to pass, When the Lord doth fulfil all His work In mount Zion and in Jerusalem, I see concerning the fruit of the greatness Of the heart of the king of Asshur. And concerning the glory of the height of his eyes.
13 Efisɛ ɔka se, “‘Mede mʼahoɔden na ayɛ eyi, na mifi me nyansa mu, efisɛ mewɔ nimdeɛ. Mesɛee aman aman ahye, mefow wɔn ademude; mebrɛɛ wɔn ahemfo ase te sɛ ɔbran.
For he hath said, 'By the power of my hand I have wrought, And by my wisdom, for I have been intelligent, And I remove borders of the peoples, And their chief ones I have spoiled, And I put down as a mighty one the inhabitants,
14 Sɛnea obi teɛ ne nsa hyɛ berebuw mu no, saa ara nso na mɛteɛ me nsa wɔ amanaman no ahonyade so; sɛnea wɔtase nkesua a wɔagyaw hɔ no, saa ara na mɛboaboa amanaman no nyinaa ano; obiara ammɔ ne ntaban mu, na wammue nʼano ansu.’”
And my hand as to a nest Getteth to the wealth of the peoples, And as a gathering of forsaken eggs All the earth I — I have gathered, And there hath not been one moving wing, Or opening mouth, or whispering.'
15 Abonnua ma ne ho so tra nea ɔtow, anaasɛ ɔwan hoahoa ne ho kyɛn nea ɔde no yɛ adwuma ana? Ayɛ te sɛnea abaa tumi dannan nea ɔmaa no so, anaasɛ poribaa tumi hinhim nea ɔnyɛ dua!
— Doth the axe glorify itself Against him who is hewing with it? Doth the saw magnify itself Against him who is shaking it? As a rod waving those lifting it up! As a staff lifting up that which is not wood!
16 Afei Awurade, Asafo Awurade, de ɔyaredɔm bɛbɔ nʼakofo ahoɔdenfo no; ne kɛseyɛ mu wobefita ogya mu ama adɛw te sɛ gyaframa.
Therefore doth the Lord, the Lord of Hosts, Send among his fat ones leanness, And under his honour He kindleth a burning As the burning of a fire.
17 Israel Hann no bɛdan ogya. Wɔn Kronkronni no bɛyɛ ogya a ɛdɛw; ɔde da koro bɛhyew na wasɛe ne nsɔe ne nnɛnkyɛnse.
And the light of Israel hath been for a fire, And his Holy One for a flame, And it hath burned, and devoured his thorn And his brier in one day.
18 Ne kwae ne nʼasasebere anuonyam no, ɛbɛsɛe pasapasa te sɛ ɔyarefo a ɔrefɔn.
And the honour of his forest, and his fruitful field, From soul even unto flesh He doth consume, And it hath been as the fainting of a standard-bearer.
19 Nnua a ɛbɛka wɔ ne kwae mu bɛyɛ kakraa bi a abofra betumi akyerɛ ne dodow.
And the rest of the trees of his forest [are] few, And a youth doth write them.
20 Da no, Israel nkae, Yakob fifo a wɔbɛka no, remfa wɔn ho nto no so bio nea ɔbɔɔ wɔn hwee fam no; na mmom wɔde wɔn ho bɛto Awurade so nokware mu, Israel Kronkronni no.
And it hath come to pass, in that day, The remnant of Israel, And the escaped of the house of Jacob, Do not add any more to lean on its smiter, And have leant on Jehovah, The Holy One of Israel, in truth.
21 Nkae bi bɛsan aba, Yakob nkae bi bɛsan aba Otumfo Onyankopɔn no nkyɛn.
A remnant returneth — a remnant of Jacob, Unto the Mighty God.
22 Israel, ɛwɔ mu sɛ wo nkurɔfo dɔɔso sɛ mpoano nwea de, nanso nkae bi pɛ na wɔbɛsan. Wɔahyɛ ɔsɛe ho mmara dennen a ebebunkam so na ɛteɛ.
For though thy people Israel be as the sand of the sea, A remnant doth return of it, A consumption determined, Overflowing [with] righteousness.
23 Awurade, Asafo Awurade de ɔsɛe a wɔahyɛ ho mmara ketee na ɛbɛba asase no so nyinaa.
For a consumption that is determined, The Lord, Jehovah of Hosts, Is making in the midst of all the land.
24 Enti sɛɛ na Awurade, Asafo Awurade se, “Me nkurɔfo a mote Sion, munnsuro Asiriafo no, wɔn a wɔde mmaa hwe mo na wɔma kontibaa so tia mo, sɛnea Misraim yɛe no.
Therefore, thus said the Lord, Jehovah of Hosts, 'Be not afraid, my people, inhabiting Zion, because of Asshur, With a rod he doth smite thee, And his staff lifteth up against thee, in the way of Egypt.
25 Ɛrenkyɛ koraa mʼabufuw a etia mo no ano bedwo na mʼanibere bɛkɔ wɔn sɛe so.”
For yet a very little, And the indignation hath been completed, And Mine anger by their wearing out.
26 Asafo Awurade de mpire bɛhwe wɔn, sɛnea ɔbɔɔ Midian hwee fam wɔ Oreb Ɔbotan ho no; na ɔbɛteɛ ne pema wɔ nsu no so, sɛnea ɔyɛɛ wɔ Misraim no.
And awaking for him is Jehovah of Hosts, A scourge like the smiting of Midian at the rock Oreb, And his rod [is] over the sea, And he hath lifted it in the way of Egypt.
27 Da no wobeyi wɔn adesoa no afi wɔn mmati so wɔn konnua afi wo kɔn mu; wobubu konnua no efisɛ woayɛ ɔbran yiye.
And it hath come to pass, in that day, Turned is his burden from off thy shoulder, And his yoke from off thy neck, And destroyed hath been the yoke, because of prosperity.
28 Wɔhyɛn Ayat; wɔfa Migron; na wɔkora wɔn nneɛma wɔ Mikmas.
He hath come in against Aiath, He hath passed over into Migron, At Michmash he looketh after his vessels.
29 Wɔfaa ɔtempɔn no so, na wɔka se, “Yɛbɛwɛn wɔ Geba anadwo yi.” Rama ho popo; Saulo kurow Gibea nso guan.
They have gone over the passage, Geba they have made a lodging place, Trembled hath Rama, Gibeah of Saul fled.
30 Teɛ mu, Galim Babea! Tie, Laisa! Anatot Mmɔborɔni!
Cry aloud [with] thy voice, daughter of Gallim, Give attention, Laish! answer her, Anathoth.
31 Madmena reguan; Gebimfo kɔtetɛw.
Fled away hath Madmenah, The inhabitants of the high places have hardened themselves.
32 Nnɛ ara wobegyina wɔ Nob; wobehim wɔn nsa wɔ Ɔbabea Sion bepɔw no so, wɔ Yerusalem koko no so.
Yet to-day in Nob to remain, Wave its hand doth the mount of the daughter of Zion, The hill of Jerusalem.
33 Hwɛ, Awurade, Asafo Awurade no, ɔde tumi kɛse betwitwa dua mman no. Wobebubu nnua atenten no agu fam nea ɛwowaree no bɛba fam.
Lo, the Lord, Jehovah of Hosts, Is lopping a branch with violence, And the high of stature are cut down, And the lofty are become low,
34 Ɔde abonnua betwitwa kwaedɔtɔ agu fam Lebanon bɛhwe ase wɔ Ɔkɛse no anim.
And He hath gone round the thickets of the forest with iron, And Lebanon by a mighty one falleth!
