< Yesaia 57 >
1 Ateneneefoɔ wu, na obiara nnwene ho wɔ nʼakoma mu; wɔfa Nyamesurofoɔ kɔ, na obiara nte aseɛ sɛ wɔfa teneneefoɔ kɔ sɛdeɛ wɔbɛyi wɔn afiri bɔne mu.
The righteous perish, and no one takes it to heart; devout men are swept away, while no one considers that the righteous are guided from the presence of evil.
2 Wɔn a wɔnante tee no wɔhyɛne asomdwoeɛ mu; wɔnya ahomegyeɛ ɛberɛ a wɔadeda sɛ awufoɔ.
Those who walk uprightly enter into peace; they find rest, lying down in death.
3 “Nanso, mo, mommra ha, mo ɔbayifoɔ mmammarima, mo awaresɛefoɔ ne mmaa adwamanfoɔ mma!
“But come here, you sons of a sorceress, you offspring of adulterers and prostitutes!
4 Hwan na moresere no? Hwan na moredi ne ho fɛ na morebɔ no adapaa yi? Monnyɛ atuatefoɔ fekuo ne atorofoɔ asefoɔ anaa?
Whom are you mocking? At whom do you snarl and stick out your tongue? Are you not children of transgression, offspring of deceit,
5 Mode ɔpɛ mmorosoɔ bɔ afɔdeɛ wɔ adum mu ne dua biara ase; mode mo mma bɔ afɔdeɛ wɔ mmɔnhwa a emu dɔ mu ne abotan mpaapaeɛ ase.
who burn with lust among the oaks, under every luxuriant tree, who slaughter your children in the valleys, under the clefts of the rocks?
6 Anyame a wɔyɛ aboɔ tromtrom, a ɛwɔ mmɔnhwa a emu dɔ mu no, wɔyɛ mo kyɛfa. Wɔn na mopɛ. Aane, moahwie nsã afɔrebɔdeɛ agu wɔn so na mode aduane afɔrebɔdeɛ ama wɔn. Yeinom nyinaa akyi, mengo me nsam anaa?
Your portion is among the smooth stones of the valley; indeed, they are your lot. Even to them you have poured out a drink offering and offered a grain offering. Should I relent because of these?
7 Moasiesie mo daberɛ wɔ kokoɔ a ɛkorɔn so; ɛhɔ na mokɔ kɔbɔ afɔdeɛ.
On a high and lofty hill you have made your bed, and there you went up to offer sacrifices.
8 Mo apono ne aponnwa akyi na mo de mo abosonsom nsɛsodeɛ asisi. Mofirii mʼakyi kɔyii mo mpa so ntoma, mokɔdaa so na motrɛɛ mu; mo ne wɔn a modɔ wɔn mpa yɛɛ apam, na mohwɛɛ wɔn adagya mu.
Behind the door and doorpost you have set up your memorial. Forsaking Me, you uncovered your bed; you climbed up and opened it wide. And you have made a pact with those whose bed you have loved; you have gazed upon their nakedness.
9 Mode ngo kɔɔ Molek nkyɛn na momaa mo nnuhwam dɔɔso. Mosomaa mo ananmusifoɔ kɔɔ akyirikyiri; mo siane kɔɔ ɛda mu ankasa! (Sheol )
You went to Molech with oil and multiplied your perfumes. You have sent your envoys a great distance; you have descended even to Sheol itself. (Sheol )
10 Mo nneyɛɛ maa mo brɛeɛ, nanso moanka da sɛ, ‘Ɛho nni mfasoɔ.’ Monyaa akɔnnɔ ahoɔden foforɔ, enti mokɔɔ so ara yɛɛ deɛ mopɛ.
You are wearied by your many journeys, but you did not say, “There is no hope!” You found renewal of your strength; therefore you did not grow weak.
11 “Hwan na wama mo akoma atu na wabɔ mo hu sei a enti moanni me nokorɛ, na moankae me anaa moannwene yei ho wɔ mo akoma mu? Mayɛ dinn akyɛre no enti na monnsuro me anaa?
Whom have you dreaded and feared, so that you lied and failed to remember Me or take this to heart? Is it not because I have long been silent that you do not fear Me?
12 Mɛda mo tenenee ne mo nnwuma adi, na ɛho remma mo mfasoɔ.
I will expose your righteousness and your works, and they will not profit you.
13 Sɛ moteam pɛ mmoa a, momma mo ahoni a moaboa ano no nnye mo! Mframa bɛbɔ wɔn nyinaa akɔ, ahome kɛkɛ bɛhwete wɔn. Nanso onipa a ɔde me yɛ ne dwanekɔbea no bɛdi asase no so na wafa me bepɔ kronkron no.”
When you cry out, let your companies of idols deliver you! Yet the wind will carry off all of them, a breath will take them away. But he who seeks refuge in Me will inherit the land and possess My holy mountain.”
14 Na wɔbɛka sɛ: “Monyɛ, monyɛ. Monsiesie ɛkwan no! Monyiyi akwansideɛ mfiri me nkurɔfoɔ akwan mu.”
And it will be said, “Build it up, build it up, prepare the way, take every obstacle out of the way of My people.”
15 Na yei ne deɛ ɔkorɔn no, deɛ ɔte ase daa a ne din yɛ kronkron no seɛ: “Mete beaeɛ a ɛkorɔn na ɛyɛ kronkron, me ne deɛ ɔwɔ ahonu na ɔyɛ honhom mu hiani nso te, sɛ mɛkanyane honhom mu hiani no honhom, na makanyane nʼakoma a abubu no.
For thus says the One who is high and lifted up, who inhabits eternity, whose name is Holy: “I dwell in a high and holy place, and with the oppressed and humble in spirit, to restore the spirit of the lowly and revive the heart of the contrite.
16 Meremmɔ soboɔ afebɔɔ, na mebo remfu daa, sɛ anyɛ saa a, onipa honhom bɛtɔ piti wɔ mʼanim, onipa ahome a me na mabɔ.
For I will not accuse you forever, nor will I always be angry; for then the spirit of man would grow weak before Me, with the breath of those I have made.
17 Wɔn nnebɔne adufudepɛ maa me bo fuiɛ; metwee wɔn aso, na mede abufuo yii mʼani, nso wɔkɔɔ so yɛɛ deɛ wɔn akoma pɛ.
I was enraged by his sinful greed, so I struck him and hid My face in anger; yet he kept turning back to the desires of his heart.
18 Mahunu wɔn nneyɛɛ, nanso mɛsa wɔn yadeɛ. Mɛkyerɛ wɔn kwan na makyekye wɔn werɛ,
I have seen his ways, but I will heal him; I will guide him and restore comfort to him and his mourners,
19 na mama ayɛyie aba wɔn a wɔredi awerɛhoɔ wɔ Israel ano. Asomdwoeɛ, asomdwoeɛ, mmra wɔn a wɔwɔ akyirikyiri ne wɔn a wɔbɛn so,” sei na Awurade seɛ. “Na mɛsa wɔn yadeɛ.”
bringing praise to their lips. Peace, peace to those far and near,” says the LORD, “and I will heal them.”
20 Na amumuyɛfoɔ te sɛ ɛpo a ɛrehuru, ɛntumi nyɛ komm, nʼasorɔkye yiyi atɛkyɛ ne efi.
But the wicked are like the storm-tossed sea, for it cannot be still, and its waves churn up mire and muck.
21 “Amumuyɛfoɔ nni asomdwoeɛ.” Sei na me Onyankopɔn seɛ.
“There is no peace,” says my God, “for the wicked.”