Mika 4
1 Nna a ɛdi akyire no mu no, Awurade asɔredan bepɔ no bɛtim sɛ mmepɔ no nyinaa ti; ɛbɛgye din aboro nkokoɔ nyinaa, na nnipa ahodoɔ bɛbɔ yuu akɔ hɔ.
But in the last days it will come about that the mountain of the Lord's house will be placed on the top of the mountains, and be lifted up over the hills; and peoples will be flowing to it.
2 Aman bebree bɛba abɛka sɛ, “Mommra mma yɛnkɔ Awurade bepɔ so, Yakob Onyankopɔn efie. Ɔbɛkyerɛ yɛn nʼakwan, sɛdeɛ yɛbɛnante soɔ.” Na mmara no bɛfiri Sion aba Awurade asɛm bɛfiri Yerusalem aba.
And a number of nations will go and say, Come, and let us go up to the mountain of the Lord, and to the house of the God of Jacob; and he will give us knowledge of his ways and we will be guided by his word: for from Zion the law will go out, and the word of the Lord from Jerusalem.
3 Awurade bɛdi amanaman ntam nsɛm Aane ɔbɛsiesie ntawantawa ama aman a wɔyɛ den wɔ mmaa nyinaa. Wɔde wɔn akofena bɛbɔ funtumdadeɛ wɔde wɔn mpea bɛbɔ nsɔsɔwa. Ɔman bi ntwe ɔman foforɔ so akofena, na wɔrenyɛ ahoboa biara mma ɔko bio.
And he will be judge between great peoples, and strong nations far away will be ruled by his decisions; their swords will be hammered into plough-blades and their spears into vine-knives: nations will no longer be lifting up their swords against one another, and knowledge of war will have gone for ever.
4 Obiara bɛtena ne bobe anaa ne borɔdɔma nnua ase, na obiara remmɛhunahuna wɔn, ɛfiri sɛ, Asafo Awurade akasa.
But every man will be seated under his vine and under his fig-tree, and no one will be a cause of fear to them: for the mouth of the Lord of armies has said it.
5 Amanaman no nyinaa bɛtumi anante wɔn anyame din mu, na yɛn deɛ, yɛbɛnante Awurade, yɛn Onyankopɔn Din mu daa daa.
For all the peoples will be walking, every one in the name of his god, and we will be walking in the name of the Lord our God for ever and ever.
6 “Saa ɛda no,” sɛdeɛ Awurade seɛ nie, “Mɛboaboa mmubuafoɔ, atukɔfoɔ ɛne wɔn a mede awerɛhoɔ aba wɔn so ano.
In that day, says the Lord, I will get together her who goes with uncertain steps, I will get together her who has been sent away, and her on whom I have sent evil;
7 Mɛma mmubuafoɔ ayɛ me nkurɔfoɔ wɔ asase no so, atukɔfoɔ no bɛyɛ ɔman kɛseɛ. Awurade bɛdi wɔn so ɔhene wɔ Sion bepɔ so afiri da no akɔsi daa.
And I will make her whose steps were uncertain a small band, and her who was feeble a strong nation: and the Lord will be their King in Mount Zion from now and for ever.
8 Na wo, nnwankuo no abantenten, Ao, Ɔbabaa Sion, abandenden, wɔde wo tete tumidie no bɛsane abrɛ wo; Ɔbabaa Yerusalem nsa bɛsane aka nʼahennie.”
And you, O tower of the flock, Ophel of the daughter of Zion, to you it will come, even the earlier authority, the kingdom of the daughter of Jerusalem.
9 Ɛdeɛn enti na afei woresu denden, wonni ɔhene anaa? Wo futufoɔ ayera, na enti, ɔyea aka wo sɛ ɔbaa ɔwɔ awokoɔ mu?
Now why are you crying so loudly? is there no king in you? has destruction come on your wise helper? so that pains have taken you like the pains of a woman in childbirth:
10 Ɔyea enti, nukanuka wo mu, Ao Ɔbabaa Sion, te sɛ ɔbaa a awoɔ aka no, seesei ɛsɛ sɛ wofiri kuropɔn no mu kɔtena ɛserɛ so. Wobɛkɔ Babilonia; na ɛhɔ na wɔbɛgye woɔ. Ɛhɔ na Awurade bɛgye wo afiri wʼatamfoɔ nsam.
Be in pain, make sounds of grief, O daughter of Zion, like a woman in childbirth: for now you will go out of the town, living in the open country, and will come even to Babylon; there you will have salvation; there the Lord will make you free from the hands of your haters.
11 Seesei deɛ, aman bebree aka abɔ mu atia wo. Wɔka sɛ, “Wɔngu Sion ho fi, na yɛmfa yɛn ani nhwɛ no!”
And now a number of nations have come together against you, and they say, Let her be made unclean and let our eyes see the fate of Zion.
12 Nanso, wɔnnim Awurade adwene. Wɔnte nʼagyinatuo ase. Wɔnnim sɛ ɔno na ɔboaboa wɔn ano te sɛ afiafi de kɔ ayuporobea.
But they have no knowledge of the thoughts of the Lord, their minds are not able to see his purpose: for he has got them together like stems of grain to the crushing-floor.
13 “Sɔre, na pore, Ao Ɔbabaa Sion, mɛma wo dadeɛ mmɛn; mɛma wo kɔbere ntɔte na wobɛbubu aman bebree mu nketenkete.” Wode wɔn mfasodeɛ a wɔampɛ no ɛkwan pa so bɛbrɛ Awurade, wode wɔn ahonyadeɛ bɛbrɛ asase nyinaa so wura.
Up! and let the grain be crushed, O daughter of Zion, for I will make your horn iron and your feet brass, and a number of peoples will be broken by you, and you will give up their increase to the Lord and their wealth to the Lord of all the earth.
