Yesaia 57

1 Atreneefo wu, na obiara nnwen ho wɔ ne koma mu; wɔfa nyamesurofo kɔ, na obiara nte ase sɛ wɔfa atreneefo kɔ sɛnea wobeyi wɔn afi bɔne mu.

The righteous man perishes, and no man lays it to heart. And merciful men are taken away; none considering that the righteous man is taken away from the evil.

2 Wɔn a wɔnantew tee no wɔhyɛn asomdwoe mu; wonya ahomegye bere a wɔadeda sɛ awufo.

He enters into peace. They rest in their beds, each one who walks in his uprightness.

3 “Nanso mo, mommra ha, mo ɔbayifo mma, mo nguaman ne mmea nguamanfo mma!

But draw near here, ye sons of the sorceress, the seed of the adulterer and the harlot.

4 Hena na moreserew no? Hena na moredi ne ho fɛw na morebɔ no adapaa yi? Monnyɛ atuatewfo fekuw ne atorofo asefo ana?

Against whom do ye sport yourselves, against whom ye make a wide mouth, and put out the tongue? Are ye not children of transgression, a seed of falsehood,

5 Mode ɔpɛ mmoroso bɔ afɔre wɔ adum mu ne dua biara a adennan ase; mode mo mma bɔ afɔre wɔ aku a mu dɔ mu ne abotan mpaapae ase.

ye who inflame yourselves among the oaks, under every green tree, who kill the children in the valleys, under the clefts of the rocks?

6 Anyame a wɔyɛ abo trontrom, a ɛwɔ aku a mu dɔ mu no, wɔyɛ mo kyɛfa. Wɔn na mopɛ. Yiw, moahwie nsa afɔrebɔde agu wɔn so na mode aduan afɔrebɔde ama wɔn. Eyinom nyinaa akyi, mingow me nsam ana?

Among the smooth stones of the valley is thy portion. They, they are thy lot, even to them thou have poured a drink offering; thou have offered an oblation. Shall I be appeased for these things?

7 Moasiesie mo nnabea wɔ koko a ɛkorɔn so; ɛhɔ na mokɔ kɔbɔ afɔre.

Upon a high and lofty mountain thou have set thy bed. Thou also went up there to offer sacrifice.

8 Mo apon ne apongua akyi na mo de mo abosonsom nsɛsode asisi. Mufii mʼakyi koyii mo mpa so ntama, mokɔdaa so na motrɛw mu; mo ne wɔn a modɔ wɔn mpa yɛɛ apam, na mohwɛɛ wɔn adagyaw mu.

And behind the doors and the posts thou have set up thy memorial. For thou have uncovered thyself to another than me, and have gone up. Thou have enlarged thy bed, and made thee a covenant with them. Thou loved their bed where thou saw it.

9 Mode ngo kɔɔ Molek nkyɛn na momaa mo nnuhuam dɔɔso. Mosomaa mo ananmusifo kɔɔ akyirikyiri; mosian kɔɔ ɔda mu ankasa! (Sheol h7585)

And thou went to the king with oil, and increased thy perfumes, and sent thine ambassadors far off, and debased thyself even to Sheol. (Sheol h7585)

10 Mo nneyɛe maa mo ɔbrɛ, nanso moanka da se, ‘Yenni anidaso.’ Mopɛɛ ahoɔden foforo enti moantɔ piti.

Thou were wearied with the length of thy way, yet thou did not say, It is in vain. Thou found a quickening of thy strength, therefore thou were not faint.

11 “Hena na wama mo koma atu na wabɔ mo hu sɛɛ a enti moanni me nokware, na moankae me anaa moannwene eyi ho wɔ mo koma mu yi? So ɛnyɛ komm a mayɛ akyɛ no nti na munsuro me no ana?

And of whom have thou been afraid and in fear, that thou lie, and have not remembered me, nor laid it to thy heart? Have I not held my peace even of long time, and thou do not fear me?

12 Mɛda mo trenee ne mo nnwuma adi, na so remma mo mfaso.

I will declare thy righteousness. And as for thy works, they shall not profit thee.

13 Sɛ moteɛ mu pɛ mmoa a, momma mo ahoni a moaboa ano no nnye mo! Mframa bɛbɔ wɔn nyinaa akɔ, home kɛkɛ bɛfa wɔn. Nanso onipa a ɔde me yɛ ne guankɔbea no bedi asase no so na wafa me bepɔw kronkron no.”

When thou cry, let those whom thou have gathered deliver thee. But the wind shall take them; a breath shall carry them all away. But he who takes refuge in me shall possess the land, and shall inherit my holy mountain.

14 Na wɔbɛka se: “Monyɛ, monyɛ, munsiesie ɔkwan no! Munyiyi akwanside mfi me nkurɔfo akwan mu.”

And he will say, Cast ye up, cast ye up, prepare the way. Take up the stumbling-block out of the way of my people.

15 Na oyi ne nea ɔkorɔn no, nea ɔte ase daa a ne din yɛ kronkron no se: “Mete beae a ɛkorɔn na ɛyɛ kronkron, mene nea ɔwɔ ahonu na ɔyɛ honhom mu hiani nso te, sɛ mɛkanyan honhom mu hiani no honhom, na makanyan ne koma a abubu no.

For thus says the high and lofty One who inhabits eternity, whose name is Holy: I dwell in the high and holy place, also with him who is of a contrite and humble spirit, to revive the spirit of the humble, and to revive the heart of the contrite.

16 Meremmɔ sobo afebɔɔ, na me bo remfuw daa, sɛ anyɛ saa a onipa honhom bɛtɔ beraw wɔ mʼanim, onipa ahome a me na mabɔ no.

For I will not contend forever, nor will I always be angry, for the spirit would faint before me, and the souls that I have made.

17 Ne nnebɔne adifudepɛ maa me bo fuwii; metwee nʼaso, na mede abufuw yii mʼani, nso ɔkɔɔ so yɛɛ nea ne koma pɛ.

For the iniquity of his covetousness I was angry, and smote him. I hid my face and was angry, and he went on backsliding in the way of his heart.

18 Mahu ne nneyɛe, nanso mɛsa no yare. Mɛkyerɛ no kwan na makyekye ne werɛ,

I have seen his ways, and will heal him. I will lead him also, and restore comforts to him and to his mourners.

19 na mama ayeyi aba wɔn a wɔredi awerɛhow wɔ Israel no ano. Asomdwoe, asomdwoe mmra wɔn a wɔwɔ akyirikyiri ne wɔn a wɔbɛn so,” sɛɛ na Awurade se. “Na mɛsa wɔn yare.”

I create the fruit of the lips. Peace, peace, to him who is far off and to him who is near, says Jehovah, and I will heal him.

20 Na amumɔyɛfo te sɛ po a ɛrehuru, entumi nyɛ komm, nʼasorɔkye yiyi dontori ne fi.

But the wicked are like the troubled sea, for it cannot rest, and its waters cast up mire and dirt.

21 “Amumɔyɛfo nni asomdwoe.” Sɛɛ na me Nyankopɔn se.

There is no peace, says my God, to the wicked.