Yesaia 64
1 Ao, sɛ anka wubesunsuane ɔsorosoro mu, asian aba fam a, ɛno na anka mmepɔw no ho bɛpopo wɔ wʼanim!
Oh, that Thou wouldest rend the heavens, that Thou wouldest come down, that the mountains might quake at Thy presence,
2 Sɛnea ogya ma mmabaa dɛw na ɛma nsu huru no, sian bra fam na ma wʼatamfo nhu wo din, na ma amanaman no ho mpopo wɔ wʼanim!
As when fire kindleth the brush-wood, and the fire causeth the waters to boil; to make Thy name known to Thine adversaries, that the nations might tremble at Thy presence,
3 Na bere a woyɛɛ nneɛma a ɛyɛ nwonwa a yɛanhwɛ anim no, wusian baa fam na mmepɔw no ho popoo wɔ wʼanim.
When Thou didst tremendous things which we looked not for — Oh that Thou wouldest come down, that the mountains might quake at Thy presence! —
4 Efi teteete obiara ntee, entwaa obiara aso mu, ani biara nhuu Onyankopɔn bi sɛ wo, nea odi dwuma ma wɔn a wɔtwɛn no no.
And whereof from of old men have not heard, nor perceived by the ear, neither hath the eye seen a God beside Thee, who worketh for him that waiteth for Him.
5 Woboa wɔn a wɔde anigye yɛ nea ɛteɛ, wɔn a wɔkae wʼakwan. Nanso yɛkɔɔ so yɛɛ bɔne tiaa wɔn no, wo bo fuwii. Na afei ɛbɛyɛ dɛn na woagye yɛn nkwa?
Thou didst take away him that joyfully worked righteousness, those that remembered Thee in Thy ways — behold, Thou wast wroth, and we sinned — upon them have we stayed of old, that we might be saved.
6 Yɛn nyinaa ayɛ sɛ obi a ne ho ntew, na yɛn trenee nneyɛe nyinaa te sɛ ntamagow fi; yɛn nyinaa akisa te sɛ ahaban, na yɛn bɔne pra yɛn kɔ te sɛ mframa.
And we are all become as one that is unclean, and all our righteousnesses are as a polluted garment; and we all do fade as a leaf, and our iniquities, like the wind, take us away.
7 Obiara mmɔ wo din, na obiara mpere sɛ obeso wo mu; efisɛ wode wʼanim ahintaw yɛn na yɛn bɔne nti woama yɛasɛe.
And there is none that calleth upon Thy name, that stirreth up himself to take hold of Thee; for Thou hast hid Thy face from us, and hast consumed us by means of our iniquities.
8 Nanso wo, Awurade, ne yɛn Agya. Yɛyɛ dɔte, na wo ne ɔnwemfo no; yɛn nyinaa yɛ wo nsa ano adwuma.
But now, O LORD, Thou art our Father; we are the clay, and Thou our potter, and we all are the work of Thy hand.
9 Mma wo bo mfuw ntra so, Awurade; nkae yɛn bɔne da biara da. Ao, brɛ wʼani ase hwɛ yɛn, yɛsrɛ wo, efisɛ yɛn nyinaa yɛ wo nkurɔfo.
Be not wroth very sore, O LORD, neither remember iniquity for ever; behold, look, we beseech Thee, we are all Thy people.
10 Wo nkuropɔn kronkron no adan nweatam; Sion mpo ayɛ nweatam, Yerusalem ada mpan.
Thy holy cities are become a wilderness, Zion is become a wilderness, Jerusalem a desolation.
11 Yɛn asɔredan kronkron a ɛwɔ anuonyam, faako a yɛn nenanom yii wo ayɛ no, wɔde ogya ahyew, na nea ɛsom bo ma yɛn no, abubu.
Our holy and our beautiful house, where our fathers praised Thee, is burned with fire; and all our pleasant things are laid waste.
12 Eyi nyinaa akyi, Awurade, wode wo ho bɛkame yɛn ana? Wobɛkɔ so ayɛ komm atwe yɛn aso aboro so ana?
Wilt Thou refrain Thyself for these things, O LORD? Wilt Thou hold Thy peace, and afflict us very sore?
