Yeremia 8
1 “‘Saa ɛberɛ no, sɛdeɛ Awurade seɛ nie, wɔbɛyiyi Yuda ahemfo ne adwumayɛfoɔ nnompe, asɔfoɔ ne adiyifoɔ nnompe ne Yerusalemfoɔ nnompe afiri wɔn nnamena mu.
At that time, says the Lord, they will take the bones of the kings of Judah, and the bones of his rulers, and the bones of the priests, and the bones of the prophets, and the bones of the people of Jerusalem out of their resting-places:
2 Wɔbɛsɛ no kɛtɛ wɔ awia ne ɔsrane ne ɔsorosoro nsoromma nyinaa a wɔdɔɔɛ na wɔsomeeɛ na wɔdii akyire no ase. Wɔremmoa wɔn ano na wɔrensie wɔn, mmom, wɔbɛyɛ sɛ sumina a ɛgugu fam.
And they will put them out before the sun and the moon and all the stars of heaven, whose lovers and servants they have been, after whom they have gone, to whom they have made prayers, and to whom they have given worship: they will not be put together or placed in the earth; they will be waste on the face of the earth.
3 Saa ɔman bɔne yi nkaeɛfoɔ no, baabiara a mɛtwa wɔn asuo akɔ no, wɔbɛpɛ sɛ wɔbɛwu sene sɛ wɔbɛtena nkwa mu, sɛdeɛ Asafo Awurade seɛ nie.’
And death will be desired more than life by the rest of this evil family who are still living in all the places where I have sent them away, says the Lord of armies.
4 “Ka kyerɛ wɔn sɛ, ‘Deɛ Awurade seɛ nie: “‘Sɛ nnipa hwe ase a, wɔnsɔre anaa? Sɛ onipa dane ne ho a, ɔnsane nʼakyi anaa?
Further, you are to say to them, This is what the Lord has said: Will those who are falling not be lifted up again? will he who has gone away not come back?
5 Afei adɛn enti na saa nnipa yi adane wɔn ho? Adɛn enti na Yerusalem dane ne ho daa yi? Wɔkura nnaadaa mu pintinn; na wɔmpɛ sɛ wɔsane wɔn akyi.
Why do these people of Jerusalem go back, for ever turning away? they will not give up their deceit, they will not come back.
6 Mawɛn maso matie, nanso wɔnnka deɛ ɛtene. Wɔn mu biara nnu ne ho wɔ nʼamumuyɛ ho, na ɔka sɛ, “Ɛdeɛn na mayɛ?” Obiara fa ɔno ara ɛkwan so te sɛ ɔpɔnkɔ a ɔrebɔ hyia dɔm.
I took note and gave ear, but no one said what is right: no man had regret for his evil-doing, saying, What have I done? everyone goes off on his way like a horse rushing to the fight.
7 Mpo asukɔnkɔn a ɔwɔ ewiem nim ne mmerɛ a wɔahyehyɛ ama no, na aturukuku, asomfena ne anyankuku hunu ɛberɛ a wɔtu kɔtena baabi, nanso me nkurɔfoɔ nnim deɛ Awurade hwehwɛ.
Truly, the stork in the heavens is conscious of her fixed times; the dove and the swallow and the crane keep to the times of their coming; but my people have no knowledge of the law of the Lord.
8 “‘Adɛn na motumi ka sɛ, “Yɛnim nyansa, ɛfiri sɛ yɛwɔ Awurade mmara,” wɔ ɛberɛ a atwerɛfoɔ twerɛdua torofoɔ de atorɔ adanedane mu?
How is it that you say, We are wise and the law of the Lord is with us? But see, the false pen of the scribes has made it false.
9 Anyansafoɔ no anim bɛgu ase; wɔn ho bɛdwiri wɔn na afidie ayi wɔn. Sɛ wɔapo Awurade asɛm no a, na ɛdeɛn nyansa na wɔwɔ?
The wise men are shamed, they are overcome with fear and taken: see, they have given up the word of the Lord; and what use is their wisdom to them?
10 Mede wɔn yerenom bɛma mmarimma foforɔ ne wɔn mfuo nso ama afoforɔ. Ɛfiri akumaa so kɔsi ɔkɛseɛ so, wɔn nyinaa yɛ adifudepɛfoɔ de pɛ ahonya; adiyifoɔ ne asɔfoɔ te saa, wɔn nyinaa yɛ asisifoɔ.
So I will give their wives to others, and their fields to those who will take them for themselves: for everyone, from the least to the greatest, is given up to getting money; from the priest even to the prophet, everyone is false.
11 Wɔmia me nkurɔfoɔ apirakuro te sɛ deɛ ɛnyɛ hu. Wɔka sɛ, “Asomdwoeɛ, asomdwoeɛ” wɔ mmerɛ a asomdwoeɛ nni hɔ.
And they have made little of the wounds of the daughter of Zion, saying, Peace, peace; when there is no peace.
12 Wɔn ani wu wɔ wɔn animguaseɛ nneyɛɛ no ho anaa? Dabi, wɔn ani nnwu koraa; wɔnnim fɛreɛ mpo. Enti wɔbɛtotɔ wɔ atɔfoɔ mu; sɛ metwe wɔn aso a, wɔbɛhwehwe ase, sɛdeɛ Awurade seɛ nie.
Let them be put to shame because they have done disgusting things. They had no shame, they were not able to become red with shame: so they will come down with those who are falling: in the time of their punishment they will be made low, says the Lord.
13 “‘Mɛfa wɔn otwa berɛ nnɔbaeɛ akɔ, deɛ Awurade seɛ nie. Aba biara remma bobe nnua no so. Aba biara remma borɔdɔma nnua no so, ɛso nhahan bɛdwindwan. Deɛ mede ama wɔn no wɔbɛgye afiri wɔn nsam.’”
I will put an end to them completely, says the Lord: there are no grapes on the vine and no figs on the fig-tree, and the leaf is dry.
14 Adɛn enti na yɛtete ha? Mommoaboa mo ho ano! Momma yɛnnwane nkɔ nkuropɔn a ɛwɔ banbɔ mu na yɛnkɔwuwu wɔ hɔ! Ɛfiri sɛ Awurade yɛn Onyankopɔn abu yɛn kumfɔ na wama yɛn nsuo a awuduro wɔ mu sɛ yɛnnom, ɛfiri sɛ yɛayɛ bɔne atia no.
Why are we seated doing nothing? come together, and let us go to the walled towns, and let destruction overtake us there, for the Lord our God has sent destruction on us, and given us bitter water for our drink, because we have done evil against the Lord.
15 Yɛhwɛɛ ɛkwan sɛ yɛbɛnya asomdwoeɛ nanso biribi pa biara amfiri mu amma, yɛhwɛɛ ayaresa berɛ ɛkwan nanso ehu nko ara na ɛkaa yɛn.
We were looking for peace, but no good came; and for a time of well-being, but there is only a great fear.
16 Wɔte atamfoɔ no apɔnkɔ homee firi Dan; na wɔn apɔnkɔnini su ma asase no nyinaa woso. Wɔaba sɛ wɔrebɛsɛe asase no ne ɛso nneɛma nyinaa, kuropɔn no ne wɔn a wɔtete mu nyinaa.
The loud breathing of the horses comes to our ears from Dan: at the sound of the outcry of his war-horses, all the land is shaking with fear; for they have come, and have made a meal of the land and everything in it; the town and the people living in it.
17 “Hwɛ, mɛsoma awɔ a wɔn ano wɔ borɔ aba mo mu, nhurutoa a wɔntumi nnwodwo wɔn, na wɔbɛkeka mo,” deɛ Awurade seɛ nie.
See, I will send snakes and poison-snakes among you, against which the wonder-worker has no power; and they will give you wounds which may not be made well, says the Lord.
18 Ao mʼawerɛhoɔ mu ɔwerɛkyekyefoɔ, mʼakoma aboto wɔ me mu.
Sorrow has come on me! my heart in me is feeble.
19 Tie me nkurɔfoɔ sufrɛ a ɛfiri akyirikyiri asase so: “Awurade nni Sion anaa? Ne Ɔhene no nni hɔ bio anaa?” “Adɛn enti na wɔde wɔn nsɛsodeɛ ahyɛ me abufuo, wɔn ananafoɔ ahoni huhuo no?”
The voice of the cry of the daughter of my people comes from a far land: Is the Lord not in Zion? is not her King in her? Why have they made me angry with their images and their strange gods which are no gods?
20 “Otwa berɛ no atwam, ahuhuro berɛ no aba awieeɛ, na wɔnnyee yɛn nkwa.”
The grain-cutting is past, the summer is ended, and no salvation has come to us.
21 Sɛ wɔadwerɛ me nkurɔfoɔ no enti, wɔadwerɛ me; medi awerɛhoɔ, na ahodwirie akyekyere me.
For the destruction of the daughter of my people I am broken: I am dressed in the clothing of grief; fear has taken me in its grip.
22 Aduro bi nni Gilead anaa? Ɔyaresafoɔ bi nni hɔ anaa? Na afei adɛn enti na ayaresa nni hɔ mma me nkurɔfoɔ apirakuro?
Is there no life-giving oil in Gilead? is there no expert in medical arts? why then have my people not been made well?
