Yeremia 46
1 Eyi ne asɛm a efi Awurade nkyɛn baa odiyifo Yeremia hɔ a ɛfa aman no ho.
So much of the word of Yahweh as came unto Jeremiah the prophet concerning the nations.
2 Nea ɛfa Misraim ho: Eyi ne nsɛm a etia Misraimhene Farao Neko asraafo a Babiloniahene Nebukadnessar dii wɔn so nkonim wɔ Karkemis, Asubɔnten Eufrate ho wɔ Yudahene Yosia babarima Yehoiakim adedi afe a ɛto so anan no:
Of Egypt, Concerning the force of Pharaoh-necho, king of Egypt, which was by the river Euphrates, in Carchemish, —which Nebuchadrezzar king of Babylon, smote, in the fourth year of Jehoiakim son of Josiah, king of Judah: —
3 “Siesie wo nkatabo akɛse ne nketewa nyinaa, na muntu santen nkɔ ɔsa!
Prepare ye buckler and shield, And draw near to battle:
4 Munsiesie apɔnkɔ no, na momforo ntenatena wɔn so. Munnyinagyina mo afa a mohyehyɛ mo nnade kyɛw! Monsew mo mpeaw ano, na monhyɛ mo nkatabo.
Harness the horses, and mount, ye horsemen, Stand forth in helmets, —Polish the lances, put on the coats of mail.
5 Dɛn na mihu? Wɔabɔ hu, wɔresan wɔn akyi, wɔn dɔmmarima adi nkogu. Woguan ntɛm so a wɔnhwɛ wɔn akyi, na ehu wɔ baabiara,” Awurade na ose.
Why have I seen it? They, panic-struck, are drawing back, Yea, their heroes, are crushed, Yea they have, fled, and not turned, —Terror round about! Declareth Yahweh.
6 Ɔhoɔharefo ntumi nguan, na ɔhoɔdenfo nso saa ara. Atifi fam wɔ Asubɔnten Eufrate ho wohintihintiw na wɔhwehwe ase.
Let not the swift, flee, Nor let the hero, escape, —Northward, beside the river Euphrates, have they stumbled, and fallen.
7 “Hena, na ɔma ne homene so sɛ Asubɔnten Nil, sɛ nsubɔnten a mu nsu woro yi?
Who is it that is like the Nile when it riseth, Like rivers when his waters are tossed?
8 Misraim ma ne homene so sɛ Nil, sɛ nsubɔnten a mu nsu woro. Ɔka se, ‘Mɛsɔre akata asase no so; mɛsɛe nkuropɔn ne mu nnipa.’
Egypt was like the Nile when it riseth, And like rivers, when the waters are tossed: So he said—I will rise, I will cover the earth, I will destroy the city, and the dwellers therein.
9 Monkɔ mo anim, apɔnkɔ! Monka wɔn anibere so, mo nteaseɛnamkafo! Muntu nteɛ, dɔmmarima, Kus ne Put mmarima a mukura nkatabo, Lidia mmarima a motow agyan.
Mount the horses, And drive the chariots madly on, So let the heroes, go forth, —Ethiopians and Libyans that grasp the buckler, And Lydians that grasp—that tread—the bow, But, that day, belongeth to My Lord Yahweh of hosts—
10 Nanso da no yɛ Awurade, Asafo Awurade dea, aweretɔda, nʼatamfo so aweretɔ. Afoa bekunkum akosi sɛ ɔbɛmee, akosi bere a ɔde mogya bedwudwo ne osukɔm ano. Efisɛ, Awurade, Asafo Awurade bɛbɔ afɔre wɔ atifi fam asase a ɛwɔ Asubɔnten Eufrate ho no so.
A day of avenging, to avenge him of his adversaries, When the sword shall devour and be filled, and be sated with their blood, —For, a sacrifice, hath My Lord, Yahweh of hosts, In the land of the North Towards the river Euphrates.
11 “Foro kɔ Gilead kogye aduru Misraim Babea Ɔbabun. Nanso nnuru bebrebe a wofa no yɛ ɔkwa, ayaresa biara nni hɔ ma wo.
Go up to Gilead and fetch balsam, O virgin daughter of Egypt! In vain, hast thou multiplied remedies, Healing, there is none for thee.
12 Amanaman no bɛte wʼanimguase; wʼagyaadwo bɛhyɛ asase so ma. Ɔkofo baako behintiw afa ɔfoforo so; na wɔn baanu bɛbɔ mu ahwe ase.”
The nations have heard of thy disgrace, And, thine outcry, hath filled the earth, —For hero against hero, have they stumbled, Together, have fallen, the twain!
13 Eyi ne asɛm a Awurade ka kyerɛɛ odiyifo Yeremia a ɛfa Babiloniahene Nebukadnessar ba a ɔbɛba abɛtow ahyɛ Misraim so:
The word which Yahweh spake unto Jeremiah the prophet, —as to the coming of Nebuchadrezzar king of Babylon to smite the land of Egypt: —
14 “Mommɔ eyi ho dawuru wɔ Misraim, na mompae mu nka wɔ Migdol; monka wɔ Memfis ne Tapanhes nso se, ‘Munnyinagyina na monyɛ krado, efisɛ, afoa rekunkum wɔn a wɔatwa mo ho ahyia.’
Tell ye it in Egypt, And let it be heard in Migdol, Yea let it be heard in Noph, and in Tahpanhes, —Say ye—Stand thou forth, and prepare thyself, For a sword hath devoured round about thee.
15 Adɛn nti na mo dɔmmarima bɛbotow sɛɛ? Wɔrentumi nnyina, efisɛ, Awurade bɛbɔ wɔn ahwe fam.
Wherefore have thy valiant ones been laid prostrate? He hath made no stand, because, Yahweh, hath driven him back:
16 Wobehintihintiw atoatoa so; wɔbɛhwehwe ase adeda wɔn ho wɔn ho so. Wɔbɛka se, ‘Monsɔre, momma yɛnkɔ yɛn nkyi nkɔ yɛn nkurɔfo nkyɛn ne faako a wɔwoo yɛn, na yemfi nhyɛsofo no afoa ano.’
Hath made many a one to be stumbling, Yea fallen is every one against his neighbour, So they have said—Arise and let us return to our own people, And unto the land of our birth, From the face of the sword of the oppressor.
17 Ɛhɔ na wɔbɛteɛ mu se, ‘Misraimhene Farao tu ne ho kwa; nʼakwannya a ɔwɔ no atwa mu.’
Proclaim ye a name, —Pharaoh, king of Egypt—a Sound! He hath overstepped the time appointed!
18 “Ampa ara sɛ mete ase yi” Ɔhene a ne din ne Asafo Awurade na ose, “Ɔbaako bɛba a ɔte sɛ Tabor wɔ mmepɔw no mu, sɛ Karmel wɔ mpoano.
As I live, saith the King, Yahweh of hosts, is his name: Though Like Tabor among mountains, Like Carmel, Into the sea shall he go!
19 Mommoaboa mo nneɛma ano ntwɛn nnommumfa, mo a motete Misraim, efisɛ wɔbɛsɛe Memfis kurow na ɛbɛda mpan a obiara rentena mu.
Baggage for captivity, prepare thee, O inhabitress, daughter of Egypt; For, Noph, shall become a desolation, And be burned without inhabitant.
20 “Misraim yɛ nantwi ba bere a ne ho yɛ fɛ, nanso ɔtɛn bi fi atifi fam reba ne so.
A calf of great beauty, is Egypt: The gad-fly, out of the North, cometh—cometh.
21 Asraafo apaafo a wɔwɔ wɔn mu no te sɛ nantwimma a wɔadodɔ srade. Wɔn nso bɛdan wɔn ho abɔ mu aguan, wɔrentumi nnyina wɔn anan so, efisɛ amanehunu da no reba wɔn so, bere a wɔde bɛtwe wɔn aso no.
Even her hirelings in her midst are like fatted calves, For, even they, have turned—have fled at once! have made no stand! For, their day of doom, hath come upon them, The time of their visitation.
22 Misraim bɛteɛ mu sɛ ɔwɔ a ɔreguan bere a ɔtamfo de ahoɔden reba ne so no; wɔde mmonnua bɛba ne so te sɛ, mmarima a wobu nnua.
Her noise, like a serpent, departeth, —For, with a force, they advance, And with axes, have they come against her, like them who fell trees:
23 Wɔbɛsɛe ne kwae,” Awurade na ose, “sɛnea ayɛ kusuu yi mpo. Wɔdɔɔso bebree sen mmoadabi, na wɔrentumi nkan wɔn.
They have cut down her forest Declareth Yahweh, Surely he cannot be searched out, —For they have outnumbered locusts, and cannot be counted.
24 Wobegu Misraim Babea anim ase, wɔde no bɛhyɛ atifi fam nnipa no nsa.”
Put to shame is the daughter of Egypt, —She hath been delivered into the hand of the people of the North.
25 Asafo Awurade, Israel Nyankopɔn, ka se, “Mede asotwe reba Tebes nyame Amon, Farao, Misraim ne nʼanyame ne nʼahemfo ne wɔn a wɔde wɔn ho to Farao so no so.
Saith Yahweh of host God of Israel, —Behold me! bringing punishment—against Amon of No, and upon Pharaoh and upon Egypt, and upon her gods and upon her kings, —Even upon Pharaoh, and upon all that trust in him;
26 Mede wɔn bɛhyɛ wɔn a wɔpɛ sɛ wokum wɔn no, Babiloniahene Nebukadnessar ne nʼadwumayɛfo no nsa. Nanso akyiri no, nnipa bɛtena Misraim asase so te sɛ kan no,” Awurade na ose.
And I will deliver them—Into the hand of them who are seeking their life, Even into the hand of Nebuchadrezzar king of Babylon And into the hand of his servants, —And after that, shall it be inhabited as in the days of old Declareth Yahweh.
27 “Nsuro, Yakob me somfo; nni yaw, Israel. Ampa ara megye wo afi beae a ɛwɔ akyirikyiri, ne wʼasefo afi wɔn nnommumfa asase so Yakob bɛsan anya asomdwoe ne bammɔ, na obiara renhunahuna no.
Thou, therefore, do not fear, O my Servant Jacob Nor be dismayed O Israel, For behold me! Saving thee from afar, And thy seed from the land of their captivity, —So shall Jacob return and be quiet and shall rest, With none to occasion alarm.
28 Nsuro, Yakob me somfo; na me ne wo wɔ hɔ,” Awurade na ose. “Ɛwɔ mu, mesɛe aman no nyinaa koraa aman a mehwetee mo kɔɔ so no de, nanso merensɛe mo korakora. Mede trenee nko ara na ɛbɛteɛteɛ mo so; meremma mommfa mo ho nni a merentwe mo aso.”
Thou, do not fear, O my Servant Jacob, Urgeth Yahweh, For, with thee, am I: Though I make an end of all the nations whither I have driven thee, Yet of thee, will I not make an end, But will correct thee in measure, And not hold thee, guiltless,
