Yeremia 10
1 Muntie nea Awurade ka kyerɛ mo, Israelfi.
Hear ye the word which the LORD speaketh unto you, O house of Israel:
2 Sɛɛ na Awurade se: “Munnsua amanaman no akwan anaa momma wim nsɛnkyerɛnne mmɔ mo hu, ɛwɔ mu sɛ wɔbɔ amanaman no hu.
thus saith the LORD, Learn not the way of the nations, and be not dismayed at the signs of heaven; for the nations are dismayed at them.
3 Na nkurɔfo no amanne nka hwee; wotwa dua fi kwae mu, na odwumfo de ne fitii asen.
For the customs of the peoples are vanity: for one cutteth a tree out of the forest, the work of the hands of the workman with the axe.
4 Wɔde dwetɛ ne sikakɔkɔɔ hyehyɛ no; wɔde nnadewa ne asae bobɔ si hɔ sɛnea ɛrenhwe fam.
They deck it with silver and with gold; they fasten it with nails and with hammers, that it move not.
5 Ɛte sɛ kaakaabotoni a esi ɛfere mfikyifuw mu, wɔn ahoni no ntumi nkasa; ɛsɛ sɛ wɔsoa wɔn efisɛ wontumi nnantew. Munnsuro wɔn; wɔrentumi nhaw mo na wɔrentumi nyɛ ade pa biara nso.”
They are like a palm tree, of turned work, and speak not: they must needs be borne, because they cannot go. Be not afraid of them; for they cannot do evil, neither is it in them to do good.
6 Obiara nte sɛ wo, Awurade; woyɛ ɔkɛse na wo din so wɔ tumi mu.
There is none like unto thee, O LORD; thou art great, and thy name is great in might.
7 Hena na ɛnsɛ sɛ odi wo ni, Amansanhene? Eyi na ɛfata wo. Amanaman no so anyansafo nyinaa mu ne wɔn ahenni nyinaa mu, obiara ne wo nsɛ.
Who would not fear thee, O King of the nations? for to thee doth it appertain: forasmuch as among all the wise men of the nations, and in all their royal estate, there is none like unto thee.
8 Wɔn nyinaa yɛ adwenharefo ne nkwaseafo; dua ahoni a so nni mfaso na ɛma wɔn nkyerɛkyerɛ.
But they are together brutish and foolish: the instruction of idols, it is but a stock.
9 Wɔde dwetɛ a wɔaboro fi Tarsis ba, ne sikakɔkɔɔ nso fi Ufas ba. Ɛyɛ nea odwumfo ne sika dwumfo ayɛ a wɔde ntama bibiri ne beredum afura no, ne nyinaa yɛ adwumfo anyansafo nsa ano nnwuma.
There is silver beaten into plates which is brought from Tarshish, and gold from Uphaz, the work of the artificer and of the hands of the goldsmith; blue and purple for their clothing; they are all the work of cunning men.
10 Nanso Awurade ne nokware Onyankopɔn no; ɔno ne Onyankopɔn teasefo, daapem Hene no. Sɛ ne bo fuw a asase wosow; na amanaman no ntumi nnyina nʼabufuwhyew ano.
But the LORD is the true God; he is the living God, and an everlasting king: at his wrath the earth trembleth, and the nations are not able to abide his indignation.
11 “Ka eyi kyerɛ wɔn: ‘Saa anyame a ɛnyɛ wɔn na wɔyɛɛ ɔsoro ne asase no bɛyera afi asase so ne ɔsorosoro ase.’”
Thus shall ye say unto them, The gods that have not made the heavens and the earth, these shall perish from the earth, and from under the heavens.
12 Nanso Onyankopɔn de ne tumi bɔɔ asase; ɔtoo wiase fapem wɔ ne nyansa mu, na ɔde ne nhumu trɛw ɔsorosoro mu.
He hath made the earth by his power, he hath established the world by his wisdom, and by his understanding hath he stretched out the heavens:
13 Sɛ ɔpaapae aprannaa a ɔsorosoro nsu bobɔ mu; ɔma omununkum ma ne ho so fi nsase ano. Ɔde anyinam ka osu ho ba, na ogyaa mframa mu fi nʼadekoradan mu.
when he uttereth his voice, there is a tumult of waters in the heavens, and he causeth the vapours to ascend from the ends of the earth; he maketh lightnings for the rain, and bringeth forth the wind out of his treasuries.
14 Onipa biara nnim nyansa, na onni nimdeɛ; sikadwumfo biara anim gu ase, esiane nʼahoni nti. Ne nsɛsode yɛ atoro; wonni ɔhome biara wɔ wɔn mu.
Every man is become brutish [and is] without knowledge; every goldsmith is put to shame by his graven image: for his molten image is falsehood, and there is no breath in them.
15 Wɔn so nni mfaso, wɔn ho yɛ serew; sɛ wɔn atemmu du so a, wɔbɛyera.
They are vanity, a work of delusion: in the time of their visitation they shall perish.
16 Nea ɔyɛ Yakob Kyɛfa no nte sɛ eyinom, efisɛ ɔno ne ade nyinaa Yɛfo a Israel, abusua a ɛyɛ nʼagyapade nso ka ho, Asafo Awurade ne ne din.
The portion of Jacob is not like these; for he is the former of all things; and Israel is the tribe of his inheritance: the LORD of hosts is his name.
17 Mommoaboa mo ahode ano mfi asase no so, mo a motete nkurow a wɔatua wɔn ano mu.
Gather up thy wares out of the land, O thou that abidest in the siege.
18 Na sɛɛ na Awurade se: “Saa bere yi mɛtow wɔn a wɔtete asase yi so agu; mede amanehunu bɛba wɔn so sɛnea wɔbɛfa wɔn nnommum.”
For thus saith the LORD, Behold, I will sling out the inhabitants of the land at this time, and will distress them, that they may feel [it].
19 Me pira yi nti minnue, mʼapirakuru yɛ akisikuru! Nanso mehyɛɛ me ho den sɛ, “Eyi ne me yare, na ɛsɛ sɛ mimia mʼani.”
Woe is me for my hurt! my wound is grievous: but I said, Truly this is [my] grief, and I must bear it.
20 Wɔasɛe me ntamadan; wɔatwitwa nʼahama nyinaa mu. Wɔafa me mma nyinaa kɔ a merenhu wɔn bio; anka obiara a obesi me ntamadan anaa obesiesie me suhyɛ.
My tent is spoiled, and all my cords are broken: my children are gone forth of me, and they are not: there is none to stretch forth my tent any more, and to set up my curtains.
21 Nguanhwɛfo no yɛ adwenharefo wommisa Awurade akyi kwan; ɛno nti wɔnkɔ so na wɔn nguankuw no abɔ ahwete.
For the shepherds are become brutish, and have not inquired of the LORD: therefore they have not prospered, and all their flocks are scattered.
22 Muntie! Amanneɛ no reba, basabasayɛ kɛse a efi atifi fam asase bi so! Ɛbɛma Yuda nkurow ada mpan, na ayɛ sakraman atu.
The voice of a rumour, behold it cometh, and a great commotion out of the north country, to make the cities of Judah a desolation, a dwelling place of jackals.
23 Awurade, minim sɛ, onipa nkwa nyɛ ne de; na ɛnyɛ onipa na ɔkyerɛkyerɛ nʼanammɔntu.
O LORD, I know that the way of man is not in himself: it is not in man that walketh to direct his steps.
24 Teɛ me so, Awurade, wɔ trenee mu, mfi wʼabufuw mu nyɛ; anyɛ saa a wobɛdwerɛw me.
O LORD, correct me, but with judgment; not in thine anger, lest thou bring me to nothing.
25 Hwie wʼabufuwhyew no gu amanaman a wonnye wo nto mu no so, nnipa a wɔmmɔ wo din no so. Efisɛ, wɔasɛe Yakob wɔasɛe no koraa na wɔasɛe nʼasase a wɔwoo no too so no.
Pour out thy fury upon the heathen that know thee not, and upon the families that call not on thy name: for they have devoured Jacob, yea, they have devoured him and consumed him, and have laid waste his habitation.
