Yeremia 20
1 Ɛberɛ a Imer a ɔyɛ Awurade asɔredan mu adwumayɛfoɔ so panin babarima ɔsɔfoɔ Pashur tee sɛ Yeremia rehyɛ nkɔm fa saa nneɛma yi ho no,
Now Pashur, the son of Immer, the priest, who was also chief overseer in the house of Jehovah, heard Jeremiah prophesying these things.
2 ɔmaa wɔboroo Yeremia, na wɔbɔɔ no dua mu wɔ Benyamin Atifi Ɛpono a ɛwɔ Awurade asɔredan no mu hɔ.
Then Pashur smote Jeremiah the prophet, and put him in the stocks, that were at the high gate of Benjamin, which was in the house of Jehovah.
3 Adeɛ kyeeɛ a, Pashur sanee no no, Yeremia ka kyerɛɛ no sɛ, “Awurade din a ɔde ama wo no nyɛ Pashur na mmom Magormisabib.
And on the next day Pashur took Jeremiah out of the stocks. Then said Jeremiah to him, Jehovah calleth thee, not Pashur, but Magor-missabib [[not Safety on every side, but Terror on every side]].
4 Na sei na Awurade seɛ: ‘Mɛma wo ho ayɛ hu ama wʼankasa ne wo nnamfonom nyinaa, wʼankasa de wʼani bɛhunu sɛ wɔtotɔ wɔ wɔn atamfoɔ akofena ano. Mede Yuda nyinaa bɛma Babiloniahene na wasoa wɔn akɔ Babilonia anaasɛ ɔde akofena bɛkunkum wɔn.
For thus saith Jehovah: Behold, I am about to make thee a terror to thyself and to all thy friends; and they shall fall by the sword of their enemies, thine eyes looking on; and all Judah will I give into the hand of the king of Babylon, who shall carry them captive to Babylon, and shall smite them with the sword.
5 Mede kuropɔn yi ahodeɛ nyinaa bɛma wɔn atamfoɔ; nʼadwumayɛ so aba, ne nneɛma a ɛsom bo ne Yuda ahemfo akoradeɛ nyinaa. Wɔbɛfa no sɛ afodeɛ akɔ Babilonia.
And I will give all the wealth of this city, and all its possessions, and all its precious things, and all the treasures of the kings of Judah will I give, into the hand of their enemies, and they shall spoil them, and take them and carry them to Babylon.
6 Na wo Pashur, ne wo fiefoɔ nyinaa bɛkɔ nnommumfa mu wɔ Babilonia. Ɛhɔ na wo ne wo nnamfonom a wohyɛɛ wɔn nkɔmtorɔ no nyinaa bɛwuwu na wɔasie mo.’”
And thou, Pashur, and all that dwell in thy house, shall go into captivity; thou shalt go to Babylon, and there shalt thou die, and there shalt thou be buried, thou, and all thy friends, to whom thou hast prophesied falsely.
7 Ao, Awurade, woadaadaa me; na mapene so ama woadaadaa. Wɔtwee me da mu nyinaa; na obiara sere me.
Thou didst persuade me, O Jehovah, and I was persuaded; Thou wast stronger than I, and didst prevail. But I am in derision daily, Every one mocketh me.
8 Ɛberɛ biara a mɛkasa no, meteam pae mu ka akakabensɛm ne ɔsɛeɛ. Enti Awurade asɛm de ahohora ne nsopa abrɛ me da mu nyinaa.
For whenever I speak, I cry out on account of violence, And complain of oppression; For the word of Jehovah bringeth upon me reproach, And daily derision.
9 Sɛ meka sɛ, “Meremmɔ ne din anaa merenkasa wɔ ne din mu” a, nʼasɛm te sɛ ogya wɔ mʼakoma mu, ogya a wɔde ahyɛ me nnompe mu. Mede ahyɛ me mu abrɛ nokorɛm, merentumi.
So I say, I will no more make mention of him, Nor speak any more in his name; But his word is in my heart like a burning fire, shut up in my bones, And I am weary with forbearing, And I cannot refrain.
10 Mete asomusɛm bebree sɛ, “Ehu wɔ baabiara! Montoa no! Momma yɛnkɔtoa no!” Me nnamfonom nyinaa retwɛn sɛ mɛwatiri, na wɔka sɛ, “Ebia wɔbɛdaadaa no; na yɛatumi atɔ ne so were.”
For I hear the slander of many, terror on every side; “Tell us something against him, and we will denounce him.” All my familiar friends, they who leave not my side, [[say, ]] “Perhaps he will be enticed, So that we may prevail against him, And take our revenge on him.”
11 Nanso, Awurade ka me ho sɛ dɔmmarima; enti mʼataafoɔ bɛsuntisunti na wɔrentumi nnyina. Wɔbɛdi nkoguo na wɔn anim bɛgu ase pasaa; wɔn werɛ remfiri wɔn nsopa no da.
But Jehovah is on my side, like a mighty champion, Therefore shall my persecutors stumble, and not prevail; They shall be covered with shame, because they act not wisely, —With everlasting shame, that shall not be forgotten.
12 Ao, Asafo Awurade! Wo a wɔsɔ ɔteneneeni hwɛ na wopɛɛpɛɛ akoma ne adwene mu, ma menhunu wʼaweretɔ wɔ wɔn so, ɛfiri sɛ mede mʼasɛm dane wo.
O Jehovah of hosts, thou that provest the righteous, That seest the reins and the heart, Let me see thy vengeance on them, For to thee have I laid open my cause!
13 Monto dwom mma Awurade! Monyi Awurade ayɛ! Ɔgye ohiani nkwa firi amumuyɛfoɔ nsam.
Sing to Jehovah! Praise ye Jehovah! For he delivereth the oppressed From the hand of evil-doers.
14 Nnome nka da a wɔwoo me! Nhyira mpare ɛda a me maame woo me.
Cursed be the day on which I was born; Let not the day on which my mother bore me be blessed!
15 Nnome nka onipa a ɔbɛbɔɔ mʼagya kaseɛ, deɛ ɔmaa nʼani gyeeɛ, na ɔkaa sɛ, “Wɔawo ɔbabarima ama wo!”
Cursed be the man who brought the tidings to my father, Saying, “A son is born to thee,” making him very glad!
16 Ma saa onipa no nyɛ sɛ nkuro a Awurade tuguiɛ a wannya ahummɔborɔ no. Ma ɔnte osu anɔpa, ne ɔko owigyinaeɛ.
Let that man be like the cities which Jehovah overthrew, and relented not; Let him hear an outcry in the morning, And an alarm at noontide;
17 Ɛfiri sɛ, wankum me wɔ awotwaa mu amma me maame anyɛ damena amma me.
Because he slew me not before I saw the light, So that my mother might have been my grave, And her womb have been great with me forever!
18 Adɛn koraa na mefirii awotwaa mu pueɛ bɛhunuu ɔhaw ne awerɛhoɔ na mede aniwuo rebɛwie me nkwa nna yi?
Wherefore came I forth from the womb, to see weariness and sorrow, And that my days might be consumed in shame?
