Yeremia 10
1 Montie deɛ Awurade ka kyerɛ mo, Ao Israel fiefoɔ.
Hear ye the word which Jehovah speaketh to you, O house of Israel!
2 Yei ne deɛ Awurade seɛ: “Monnsua amanaman no akwan na momma ewiem nsɛnkyerɛnneɛ mmɔ mo hu. Ɛwom sɛ yeinom bɔ amanaman no hu
Thus saith Jehovah: Conform ye not to the way of the heathen, And be not dismayed at the signs of the heavens, Because the heathen are dismayed at them!
3 nanso nkurɔfoɔ no amanneɛ nka hwee; wɔtwa dua firi kwaeɛm, na odwumfoɔ de ne fitiiɛ asene.
The customs of the nations are vanity. For a tree of the wood is cut down, It is wrought by the hands of the artificer with the axe,
4 Wɔde dwetɛ ne sikakɔkɔɔ hyehyɛ no; wɔde nnadewa ne asaeɛ bobɔ si hɔ sɛdeɛ ɛrenhwe fam.
It is decked with silver and gold, And with nails and with hammers is it fastened, That it may not totter.
5 Ɛte sɛ kaakaammotobi a ɛsi ɛferɛ mfikyifuo mu, wɔn ahoni no ntumi nkasa; ɛsɛ sɛ wɔsoa wɔn ɛfiri sɛ wɔntumi nnante. Monnsuro wɔn; wɔrentumi nha mo na wɔrentumi nyɛ adepa biara nso.”
They are like a turned palm-tree pillar, and cannot speak; They must be borne by men, for they cannot walk. Be not afraid of them, for they cannot hurt, Nor is it in their power to do good.
6 Obiara nte sɛ wo, Ao Awurade; woyɛ kɛseɛ na wo din wɔ tumi.
There is none like thee, O Jehovah! Thou art great, And great is thy name by mighty deeds.
7 Hwan na ɛnsɛ sɛ ɔdi wo ni, Ao, amansanhene? Yei na ɛfata woɔ. Amanaman no so anyansafoɔ nyinaa mu ne wɔn ahennie nyinaa mu, obiara ne wo nsɛ.
Who shall not fear thee, O king of nations, For to thee doth it belong! For among all the wise men of the nations, And in all their kingdoms, there is none like thee.
8 Wɔn nyinaa yɛ adwenemherɛfoɔ ne nkwaseafoɔ; dua ahoni a ɛho nni mfasoɔ na ɛma wɔn nkyerɛkyerɛ.
They are all brutish and without understanding; A doctrine of vanities is the stock.
9 Wɔde dwetɛ a wɔaboro firi Tarsis ba ne sikakɔkɔɔ nso firi Ufas ba. Ɛyɛ deɛ odwumfoɔ ne sikadwumfoɔ ayɛ a wɔde ntoma bibire ne beredum afira no. Ne nyinaa yɛ adwumfoɔ anyansafoɔ nsa ano adwuma.
Beaten silver is brought from Tarshish, And gold from Uphaz, The work of the artificer and the founder; Blue and purple is their clothing; The work of the skilful is it all.
10 Nanso, Awurade ne nokorɛ Onyankopɔn no; ɔno ne Onyankopɔn teasefoɔ, daapem Ɔhene no. Sɛ ne bo fu a, asase woso; na amanaman no ntumi nnyina nʼabufuhyeɛ ano.
But Jehovah is the true God, He is the living God, and an everlasting king; At his wrath the earth trembleth, And the nations are not able to abide his indignation.
11 “Ka yei kyerɛ wɔn: ‘Saa anyame a ɛnyɛ wɔn na wɔyɛɛ ɔsoro ne asase no bɛyera afiri asase so ne ɔsorosoro ase.’”
[[Thus shall ye say to them: The gods, that have not made the heavens and the earth, Shall perish from the earth and from under these heavens.]]
12 Nanso, Onyankopɔn de ne tumi bɔɔ asase; ɔtoo ewiase fapem wɔ ne nyansa mu na ɔde ne nhunumu trɛɛ ɔsorosoro mu.
He made the earth by his power; He established the world by his wisdom, And by his understanding he spread out the heavens.
13 Sɛ ɔdwidwa aprannaa a, ɔsorosoro nsuo bobom; ɔma omununkum ma ne ho so firi nsase ano. Ɔde ayerɛmo ka osutɔ ho ba na ɔgyaa mframa mu firi nʼakoradan mu.
When he uttereth his voice there is an abundance of water in the heavens; He causeth clouds to ascend from the ends of the earth; He maketh lightnings with rain; He bringeth the wind from his storehouses.
14 Onipa biara nnim nyansa, na ɔnni nimdeɛ; sikadwumfoɔ biara anim gu ase, ɛsiane nʼahoni enti. Ne nsɛsodeɛ yɛ atorɔ; wɔnni ahomeɛ biara wɔ wɔn mu.
Brutish is every one who hath not this knowledge; By his image is every founder put to shame, For his molten-work is deceit; There is no breath in it.
15 Wɔn ho nni mfasoɔ, na wɔyɛ aseredeɛ nneɛma. Sɛ wɔn atemmuo duru so a, wɔbɛyera.
They are vanity, deceptive work; In the time of their punishment shall they perish.
16 Deɛ ɔyɛ Yakob Kyɛfa no nte sɛ yeinom, ɛfiri sɛ ɔno ne adeɛ nyinaa Yɛfoɔ, a Israel, abusua a ɛyɛ nʼagyapadeɛ nso ka ho, Asafo Awurade ne ne din.
Not like them is He who is the portion of Jacob; He is the former of all things, And Israel is his allotted inheritance; Jehovah of hosts is his name.
17 Mommoaboa mo ahodeɛ ano mfiri asase no so, mo a motete nkuro a wɔatua mu.
Gather up thy goods out of the land, O inhabitant of the fortress!
18 Na yei ne deɛ Awurade seɛ: “Saa ɛberɛ yi mɛto wɔn a wɔtete asase yi so atwene; mede amanehunu bɛba wɔn so sɛdeɛ wɔbɛfa wɔn nnommum.”
For thus saith Jehovah: Behold, I will sling forth the inhabitants of the land at this time; I will distress them, so that they shall be taken.
19 Me pira yi enti mennue; mʼapirakuro yɛ koankorɔ! Nanso mehyɛɛ me ho den sɛ, “Yei ne me yadeɛ, na ɛsɛ sɛ memia mʼani.”
“Ah me! my wound!” [[saith the daughter of Zion; ]] “My bruise is deadly; Yet I say, This is my affliction, and I must bear it!
20 Wɔasɛe me ntomadan; wɔatwitwa ne nhoma nyinaa mu. Wɔafa me mma nyinaa kɔ a merenhunu wɔn bio; anka obiara a ɔbɛsi me ntomadan anaa ɔbɛsiesie me suhyɛ.
My tent is torn down, And all my cords broken. My children are gone forth from me, and are no more; There is none to stretch forth my tent any more, Or to set up my curtains.
21 Nnwanhwɛfoɔ no yɛ adwenemherɛfoɔ. Wɔmmisa Awurade akyiri ɛkwan; ɛno enti ɛnsi wɔn yie na wɔn nnwankuo no abɔ ahwete.
For the shepherds have become brutish; They have not sought Jehovah; Therefore have they not prospered, And all their flock is dispersed.”
22 Montie! Amaneɛ no reba, basabasayɛ kɛseɛ a ɛfiri atifi fam asase bi so! Ɛbɛma Yuda nkuro ada mpan, na ayɛ sakraman atuo.
[[Hark!]] the sound of tiding! Behold it cometh, And a great tumult from the land of the North, To make the cities of Judah desolate, A dwelling-place for jackals.
23 Ao Awurade, menim sɛ, onipa nkwa nyɛ ne dea; na ɛnyɛ onipa na ɔkyerɛkyerɛ nʼanammɔntuo.
“I know, O Jehovah, that the way of a man is not within his power, That it is not within the power of a man that walketh to establish his steps.
24 Tene me so, Awurade, wɔ tenenee mu, mfiri wʼabofuo mu ntwe mʼaso anyɛ saa a, mɛwu.
Chasten me, O Jehovah, but in measure; Not in thine anger, lest thou bring me to nothing!
25 Hwie wʼabufuhyeɛ no gu amanaman a wɔnnye wo ntom no so, nnipa a wɔmmɔ wo din no so. Ɛfiri sɛ, wɔasɛe Yakob wɔasɛe no koraa na wɔasɛe nʼasase a wɔwoo no too so.
Pour out thy wrath on the nations which acknowledge thee not, And on the kingdoms which call not on thy name! For they have devoured Jacob; They have devoured and consumed him, And laid waste his dwelling-place.”
