Ɔsɛnkafoɔ 9

1 Enti medwenee yeinom nyinaa ho na mehunuu sɛ ateneneefoɔ, anyansafoɔ ne deɛ wɔyɛ wɔ Onyankopɔn nsam; nanso obiara nnim sɛ ɔdɔ anaasɛ ɔtan retwɛn no.

So I took all this to heart and concluded that the righteous and the wise, as well as their deeds, are in God’s hands. Man does not know what lies ahead, whether love or hate.

2 Wɔn nyinaa hyɛberɛ yɛ baako; ateneneefoɔ ne amumuyɛfoɔ, nnipa pa ne nnipa bɔne, wɔn a wɔn ho teɛ ne wɔn a wɔn ho nteɛ, wɔn a wɔbɔ afɔdeɛ ne wɔn a wɔmmɔ. Sɛdeɛ ɛte ma onipa pa no, saa ara na ɛte ma ɔbɔnefoɔ; sɛdeɛ ɛte ma wɔn a wɔka ntam no, saa ara na ɛte ma wɔn a wɔsuro sɛ wɔbɛka ntam.

It is the same for all: There is a common fate for the righteous and the wicked, for the good and the bad, for the clean and the unclean, for the one who sacrifices and the one who does not. As it is for the good, so it is for the sinner; as it is for the one who makes a vow, so it is for the one who refuses to take a vow.

3 Yei ne bɔne a ɛwɔ biribiara a ɛsi wɔ owia yi ase mu. Hyɛberɛ baako ba yɛn nyinaa so. Deɛ ɛka ho ne sɛ, bɔne ahyɛ nnipa akoma mu ma na abɔdamsɛm wɔ wɔn akoma mu ɛberɛ a wɔwɔ nkwa mu, na akyire no, wɔkɔka awufoɔ ho.

This is an evil in everything that is done under the sun: There is one fate for everyone. Furthermore, the hearts of men are full of evil and madness while they are alive, and afterward they join the dead.

4 Obiara a ɔka ateasefoɔ ho no wɔ anidasoɔ, mpo ɔkraman a ɔte ase yɛ sene gyata a wawuo.

There is hope, however, for anyone who is among the living; for even a live dog is better than a dead lion.

5 Na ateasefoɔ nim sɛ wɔbɛwu, nanso awufoɔ nnim hwee; wɔnni akatua biara bio, na wɔn ho nkaeɛ mpo ayera.

For the living know that they will die, but the dead know nothing. They have no further reward, because the memory of them is forgotten.

6 Wɔn dɔ, ɔtan ne ninkunu atu ayera dada; wɔnni hwee yɛ wɔ biribiara a ɛsi wɔ owia yi ase mu.

Their love, their hate, and their envy have already vanished, and they will never again have a share in all that is done under the sun.

7 Enti kɔ, fa anigyeɛ di wʼaduane, na fa ahosɛpɛ akoma nom wo nsã, ɛfiri sɛ saa ɛberɛ yi na Onyankopɔn pene deɛ woyɛ so.

Go, eat your bread with joy, and drink your wine with a cheerful heart, for God has already approved your works:

8 Ɛberɛ biara ma wʼaduradeɛ nyɛ fitaa na fa ngohwam sra wo tirim.

Let your garments always be white, and never spare the oil for your head.

9 Wo ne wo yere monnye mo ani, ɔbaa a wo dɔ noɔ no, wɔ nna a ɛnka hwee a Onyankopɔn de ama mo wɔ owia yi ase, mo ahuhudeɛ nna no. Ɛfiri sɛ ɛyɛ mo kyɛfa wɔ mo nkwa nna mu, ne mo adwumaden wɔ owia yi ase.

Enjoy life with your beloved wife all the days of the fleeting life that God has given you under the sun—all your fleeting days. For this is your portion in life and in your labor under the sun.

10 Deɛ wo nsa bɛso mu biara, fa wʼahoɔden nyinaa yɛ, ɛfiri sɛ damena a wɔrekɔ mu no, adwumayɛ, adwendwene, nhunumu ne nimdeɛ nni hɔ. (Sheol h7585)

Whatever you find to do with your hands, do it with all your might, for in Sheol, where you are going, there is no work or planning or knowledge or wisdom. (Sheol h7585)

11 Mehunuu biribi foforɔ wɔ owia yi ase: Mmirikakansie nni hɔ mma deɛ ne ho yɛ herɛ anaasɛ ɔko nni hɔ mma ɔhoɔdenfoɔ, aduane mma onyansafoɔ nkyɛn anaasɛ ahonya nnkɔ nhunumufoɔ hɔ na adom nnkɔ animdefoɔ nkyɛn; nanso berɛ ne akwannya wɔ hɔ ma wɔn nyinaa.

I saw something else under the sun: The race is not to the swift, nor the battle to the strong; neither is the bread to the wise, nor the wealth to the intelligent, nor the favor to the skillful. For time and chance happen to all.

12 Bio, onipa biara nnim dɔn ko a ne berɛ bɛso: Sɛdeɛ asau tumi kyere mpataa, ne sɛdeɛ afidie yi nnomaa no saa ara na mmerɛ bɔne to nnipa wɔ ɛberɛ a wɔn ani nni wɔn ho so.

For surely no man knows his time: Like fish caught in a cruel net or birds trapped in a snare, so men are ensnared in an evil time that suddenly falls upon them.

13 Bio, mehunuu saa nimdeɛ ho nhwɛsoɔ yi wɔ owia yi ase ma ɛtɔɔ me so yie:

I have also seen this wisdom under the sun, and it was great to me:

14 Ɛberɛ bi na kuropɔn ketewa bi wɔ hɔ a emu nnipa yɛ kakraa bi. Ɔhene bi a ɔwɔ tumi to hyɛɛ kuropɔn yi so. Ɔtwaa ho hyiaeɛ na ɔsisii mpie akɛseɛ tiaa no.

There was a small city with few men. A mighty king came against it, surrounded it, and built large siege ramps against it.

15 Na ohiani bi a ɔnim nyansa wɔ kuropɔn no mu, na ɔnam ne nimdeɛ so gyee kuropɔn no sii hɔ. Nanso obiara ankae saa ohiani no.

Now a poor wise man was found in the city, and he saved the city by his wisdom. Yet no one remembered that poor man.

16 Enti mekaa sɛ, “Nimdeɛ yɛ sene ahoɔden.” Nanso wɔbuu ohiani no nimdeɛ no animtiaa, na obiara ntie nʼasɛm bio.

And I said, “Wisdom is better than strength, but the wisdom of the poor man is despised, and his words are not heeded.”

17 Ɛsɛ sɛ wɔtie onyansafoɔ nsɛm a ɔka no brɛoo no na ɛnyɛ nkwaseafoɔ sodifoɔ nteateam.

The calm words of the wise are heeded over the shouts of a ruler among fools.

18 Nimdeɛ yɛ sene akodeɛ, nanso ɔdebɔneyɛfoɔ baako sɛe nnepa bebree.

Wisdom is better than weapons of war, but one sinner destroys much good.