Yesaia 32
1 Hwɛ, ɔhene bi bɛba abɛdi ɔhene wɔ tenenee mu na sodifoɔ de atɛntenenee adi nnipa so.
Behold! a king shall reign in righteousness, And princes shall rule with equity.
2 Wɔn mu biara bɛyɛ te sɛ mframa ano hintabea ne ahum mu dwanekɔbea, wɔbɛyɛ sɛ nsuwansuwa a ɛwɔ anweatam so ne ɔbotan kɛseɛ sunsum a ɛwɔ osukɔm asase so.
Every one of them shall be a hiding-place from the wind, And a shelter from the tempest; As streams of water in a dry place, As the shadow of a great rock in a weary land.
3 Wɔn a wɔwɔ ani no bɛhunu nokorɛ no, na obiara a ɔwɔ aso no bɛte.
The eyes of them that see shall no more be blind, And the ears of them that hear shall hearken.
4 Deɛ ɔyɛ adwene mu herɛ bɛhunu na wate aseɛ, wɔn a wɔpo dodoɔ bɛkasa na emu ada hɔ.
The heart of the rash shall gain wisdom, And the tongue of the stammerer learn to speak plainly.
5 Wɔremfrɛ ɔkwasea sɛ onimuonyamfoɔ bio na wɔremfa anidie mma ɔpapahwekwaa.
The vile shall no more be called liberal, Nor the niggard said to be bountiful;
6 Ɔkwasea ka nkwaseasɛm na ɔdwene bɔne ho: ɔyɛ onyame akyiwadeɛ; ɔma Awurade ho nkyerɛkyerɛ bɔne; ɔmma deɛ ɛkɔm de no no aduane ɔde nsuo kame deɛ sukɔm de no.
For the vile will still utter villany, And his heart will devise iniquity; He will practise deception, and speak impiety against God; He will take away the food of the hungry, And deprive the thirsty of drink.
7 Ɔpapahwekwaa akwan yɛ amumuyɛ, ɔyɛ bɔne ho nhyehyɛeɛ de atorɔ sɛe ohiani, wɔ ɛberɛ a ohiani asɛm yɛ nokorɛ mpo.
The instruments also of the niggard are evil; He plotteth mischievous devices, To destroy the poor with lying words, Even when the cause of the needy is just.
8 Nanso, onimuonyamfoɔ yɛ nhyehyɛeɛ a ɛho wɔ nyam na ne nneyɛɛ pa no enti, ɔda nso.
But the liberal deviseth liberal things, And in liberal things will he persevere.
9 Mo mmaa a mogye mo ho die, monsɔre na montie me; mo mmammaa a mosusu sɛ mowɔ banbɔ monyɛ aso mma deɛ mewɔ ka!
Arise, hear my voice, ye women that are at ease! Give ear to my speech, ye careless daughters!
10 Afe akyi nna kakra bi no mo a mogye di sɛ mo wɔ banbɔ ho bɛpopo; bobe twaberɛ no bɛdi mo hwammɔ, nnuaba no twaberɛ nso remma.
One year more, and ye shall tremble, ye careless women! For the vintage shall fail; the harvest shall not come.
11 Mo ho mpopo mo mmaa a mogye mo ho die; mommɔ hu, mo mmammaa a mogye di sɛ mowɔ banbɔ! Mompa mo ho ntoma na momfa ayitoma mmɔ mo asene mu.
Tremble, O ye that are at ease! Be in dismay, ye careless ones! Strip you, make you bare, gird ye sackcloth upon your loins!
12 Momfa awerɛhoɔ mfa mo nsa mmoro mo koko so wɔ mfuo fɛfɛ ne mo bobe a ɛsoɔ no enti.
They shall smite themselves on their breasts, On account of the pleasant fields, On account of the fruitful vine.
13 Ɛfiri sɛ nkasɛɛ ne nnɛnkyɛnse agye afa mo asase afa. Ahosɛpɛ ne anigyeɛ to atwa wɔ kuro no mu.
Upon the land of my people shall come up thorns and briers; Yea, upon all the houses of joy in the joyous city.
14 Wɔbɛgya aban no hɔ, na gyegyeegye kuropɔn no ada mpan; abankɛsewa ne ɔwɛn aban bɛdane asase hunu afebɔɔ, deɛ mfunumu pɛ ne nnwankuo adidibea,
For the palace shall be forsaken; The tumult of the city shall be solitary; The fortified hill and the tower shall be dens forever; The joy of wild-asses, the pasture of flocks;
15 kɔsi sɛ wɔbɛhwie Honhom no afiri ɔsoro agu yɛn so, na anweatam bɛdane asase bereɛ na asase bereɛ ayɛ sɛ kwaeɛ.
Until the spirit from on high be poured upon us, And the wilderness become a fruitful field, And the fruitful field be esteemed a forest.
16 Tenenee bɛtena anweatam so na adeteneneeyɛ atena asase bereɛ so.
Then shall justice dwell in the wilderness, And righteousness in the fruitful field.
17 Adeteneneeyɛ bɛso asomdwoeɛ aba; deɛ adeteneneeyɛ de ba bɛyɛ kommyɛ ne ahotosoɔ a ɛnni awieeɛ.
And the effect of righteousness shall be peace, And the fruit of righteousness quiet and security forever.
18 Me nkurɔfoɔ bɛtenatena mmeaeɛ a asomdwoeɛ wɔ, afie a wɔabɔ ho ban homebea a ɔhaw biara nni hɔ.
Then shall my people dwell in peaceful habitations, In secure dwellings, in quiet resting-places.
19 Mpo sɛ ampariboɔ sɛe kwaeɛ no na kuropɔn no sɛe koraa a,
But the hail shall descend, and the forest shall fall; And the city shall be brought very low.
20 wɔbɛhyira wo, wobɛdua wʼaba wɔ nsuwa biara ho, na wama wʼanantwie ne wo mfunumu anante baabiara.
Happy ye who sow beside all waters; Who send forth thither the feet of the ox and the ass!
