< Yesaia 23 >
1 Nkɔmhyɛ a ɛfa Tiro ho: Ao, Tarsis ahyɛn, montwa adwo! Ɛfiri sɛ wɔasɛe Tiro na anka no afie anaa ɛhyɛngyinabea. Wɔfiri Kipro asase so abɛka akyerɛ wɔn.
The doom of Tyre. Wail, ye ships of Tharshish; for it is laid waste, without house, without entrance: from the land of Kittim hath it been revealed to them.
2 Monyɛ komm, mo nnipa a mowɔ supɔ no so ne mo Sidon adwadifoɔ a ɛpo so adwumayɛfoɔ ama mo ayɛ adefoɔ.
Be silent, ye inhabitants of the coast-land: the merchants of Zidon, that pass over the sea [formerly] filled thee.
3 Nsuo akɛseɛ no so na aduane firi Sihor nam baeɛ; Nil ho nnɔbaeɛ na ɛyɛɛ Tirofoɔ toɔ, na ɔbɛyɛɛ amanaman adwadibea.
And on mighty waters [came] the seed of Shichor, the harvest of the stream, as her revenue; and she became the mart of nations.
4 Animguaseɛ nka wo, Ao Sidon, ne wo, Ao ɛpo so aban, ɛfiri sɛ ɛpo akasa sɛ, “Menkyemee da na menwoo da; mentetee mmammarima anaa mmammaa da.”
Be ashamed, O Zion; for spoken hath the sea, the stronghold of the sea, saying, I travailed not, nor brought forth children, neither did I nourish up young men, nor bring up virgins.
5 Sɛ asɛm no duru Misraim a, wɔn ho bɛdwiri wɔn wɔ nkra a ɛfiri Tiro no ho.
As at the report concerning Egypt, so shall they tremble at the report of Tyre.
6 Montwa nkɔ Tarsis; montwa adwo, mo a mowɔ supɔ no so.
Pass ye over to Tharshish; wail, ye inhabitants of the coast-land.
7 Yei ne mo ahosɛpɛ kuropɔn no? Yei ne teteete kuropɔn no a watu akɔtena akyirikyiri nsase soɔ no anaa?
Is this your fate, ye of the joyous [city]? she whose antiquity is of ancient days—her own feet shall carry her, afar off to sojourn.
8 Hwan na ɔbɔɔ atirimpɔ yei de tiaa Tiro, deɛ ɔkyekyɛ ahenkyɛ, deɛ nʼadwadifoɔ yɛ ahene mma, na nʼadetɔnfoɔ agye din wɔ asase so?
Who hath resolved this against Tyre, the crowning city, whose merchants are princes, whose traders are the honorable of the earth?
9 Asafo Awurade na ɔbɔɔ ne tirimpɔ sɛ, ɔbɛbrɛ animuonyam mu ahomasoɔ ase na wabrɛ wɔn a wɔagye din wɔ asase yi so nyinaa ase.
The Lord hath resolved it, to dishonor the pride of all ornament, to make of light esteem all the honorable of the earth.
10 Yɛ wʼasase so adwuma te sɛ deɛ wɔyɛ wɔ Nil ho no Ao Ɔbabaa Tarsis, ɛfiri sɛ wonni hyɛngyinabea bio.
Pass through thy land as a stream, O daughter of Tharshish: there is no more strength.
11 Awurade apagya ne nsa wɔ ɛpo no so ama ahennie ahodoɔ a ɛwɔ hɔ no repopo. Wahyɛ Kanaan ho mmara sɛ, wɔnsɛe nʼaban.
He hath stretched out his hand over the sea, he hath shaken kingdoms; the Lord hath given a command against Canaan, to subvert its strongholds.
12 Ɔkaa sɛ, “Wʼahurisidie no nso ha ara, Ao Ɔbabaa bunu Sidon a wɔadwera wo! “Sɔre, tware kɔ Kipro; ɛhɔ mpo worennya ahotɔ.”
And he said, Thou shalt no longer rejoice any more, O thou oppressed virgin, daughter of Zidon: arise, pass over to the Kittim; also there shalt thou have no rest.
13 Monhwɛ Babiloniafoɔ asase no, saa nnipa a seesei wɔnka hwee no! Asiriafoɔ ayɛ no beaeɛ a anweatam so mmoa teɛ; wɔsisii wɔn ntua aban bebree, wɔdwirii nʼaban guiɛ ma ɛdanee mmubuiɛ.
Behold the land of the Chaldeans—this people which was not, Asshur founded it for the dwellers in the wilderness—they have set up their watchtowers, have overthrown its palaces, have rendered it a heap of ruins.
14 Montwa adwo, Tarsis ahyɛn; wɔasɛe wʼaban!
Wail, ye ships of Tharshish; your stronghold is laid waste.
15 Saa ɛberɛ no wɔrenkae Tiro mfeɛ aduɔson, a ɛyɛ ɔhene nkwanna. Nanso mfeɛ aduɔson akyi no, deɛ ɛbɛto Tiro no bɛyɛ sɛdeɛ ɛwɔ odwamanfoɔ no dwom mu no:
And it shall come to pass on that day, that Tyre shall be forgotten seventy years, like the days of one king: at the end of seventy years shall it happen to Tyre as in the song of the harlot.
16 “Ma sankuten no so, pase fa kuropɔn no mu, Ao odwamanfoɔ a wɔnnkae wo; bɔ sankuten no yie, to nnwom bebree, sɛdeɛ wɔbɛkae wo.”
“Take the harp, go round about the city, thou forgotten harlot; make sweet music, sing many songs, in order that thou mayest be remembered.”
17 Mfeɛ aduɔson akyi, Awurade ne Tiro bɛdi. Ɔbɛsane akɔdi ne paa sɛ odwamanfoɔ na ɔne ahennie a ɛwɔ asase so nyinaa adi dwa.
And it shall come to pass after the end of seventy years, that the Lord will visit Tyre, and she shall return to her hire, and shall have commerce with all the kingdoms of the world upon the face of the earth.
18 Nanso, deɛ ɔbɛnya ne ne mfasoɔ nyinaa, wɔde bɛto hɔ ama Awurade; wɔremmoaboa ano na wɔremfa nsie. Ne mfasoɔ no bɛkɔ wɔn a wɔsom wɔ Awurade anim, na wɔanya aduane bebree ne ntadeɛ pa.
And her gain and her hire shall be holy to the Lord: it shall not be treasured nor laid up; but for those that dwell before the Lord shall her gain be, to eat to fulness, and for magnificent clothing.