Isaiah 21

1 The burden of the wilderness of the sea. As whirlwinds in the South sweep through, it cometh from the wilderness, from a terrible land.

Nkɔmhyɛ a ɛfa Nweatam a ɛda Po ho no ho: Te sɛ mfɛtɛ a ɛbɔ fa anafo fam asase so no, ɔtamfo bi fi nweatam so reba, ofi asase a ɛyɛ ahuabɔbrim so.

2 A grievous vision is declared unto me; the treacherous man dealeth treacherously, and the destroyer destroyeth. Go up, O Elam; besiege, O Media; all the sighing thereof have I made to cease.

Wɔde adaeso a ɛyɛ nwonwa akyerɛ me: Ɔfatwafo di huammɔ, ɔfomfo fa asade. Elam tow hyɛ so! Media bɔ pampim! Mede apinisi a ɔde bae no nyinaa bɛba awiei.

3 Therefore are my loins filled with anguish; pangs have taken hold upon me, as the pangs of a woman in travail: I am pained so that I cannot hear; I am dismayed so that I cannot see.

Eyi ama ɔyaw bi abɛhyɛ me mu, ɔyaw aka me, te sɛ ɔbea a awo aka no; nea metee no nti mintumi nnyina me nan so, nea mihu no ama me ho adwiriw me.

4 My heart fluttereth, horror hath affrighted me; the twilight that I desired hath been turned into trembling unto me.

Me koma bɔ kitirikitiri, ehu ma me ho popo; na hann a mepɛɛ sɛ mihu no abɛyɛ aninyanne ama me.

5 They prepare the table, they set the watch, they eat, they drink: rise up, ye princes, anoint the shield.

Wɔto pon, wɔde kuntu akɛtɛ sesɛw fam, wodidi, na wɔnom! Monsɔre, mo asraafo mpanyimfo, momfa ngo nsrasra mo akatabo ho!

6 For thus hath the Lord said unto me, Go, set a watchman; let him declare what he seeth:

Sɛɛ na Awurade ka kyerɛ me: “Fa ɔwɛmfo kogyina hɔ na ɔnka nea ohu nkyerɛ wo.

7 and when he seeth a troop, horsemen in pairs, a troop of asses, a troop of camels, he shall hearken diligently with much heed.

Sɛ ohu nteaseɛnam ne apɔnkɔ akuwakuw, wɔn a wɔtete mfurum so ne wɔn a wɔtete yoma so a, ɔnwɛn nʼaso, nwɛn no pa ara.”

8 And he cried as a lion: O Lord, I stand continually upon the watch-tower in the day-time, and am set in my ward whole nights;

Na ɔwɛmfo no teɛɛ mu se, “Me wura, da biara migyina ɔwɛn aban no so Anadwo biara, migyina hɔ.

9 and, behold, here cometh a troop of men, horsemen in pairs. And he answered and said, Fallen, fallen is Babylon; and all the graven images of her gods are broken unto the ground.

Hwɛ, ɔbarima bi a ɔte teaseɛnam mu na ɔreba yi ɔne apɔnkɔ dɔm. Na ɔwɛmfo no kae se, ‘Babilon ahwe ase, wahwe ase! Nʼanyame ne nʼahoni nyinaa abubu agu fam!’”

10 O thou my threshing, and the grain of my floor! that which I have heard from Jehovah of hosts, the God of Israel, have I declared unto you.

Ao, me nkurɔfo a, wɔadwerɛw mo wɔ awiporowbea ase meka nea mate kyerɛ mo nea efi Asafo Awurade, nea efi Israel Nyankopɔn hɔ.

11 The burden of Dumah. One calleth unto me out of Seir, Watchman, what of the night? Watchman, what of the night?

Adehu a ɛfa Duma ho: Obi frɛ me fi Seir, “Ɔwɛmfo, bere bɛn na ade bɛkyɛ? Ɔwɛmfo, aka nnɔnhwerew ahe ansa na ade akye?”

12 The watchman said, The morning cometh, and also the night: if ye will inquire, inquire ye: turn ye, come.

Ɔwɛmfo no bua se, “Ade rekye, nanso ade bɛsa. Sɛ wubebisa bio a san bra bebisa.”

13 The burden upon Arabia. In the forest in Arabia shall ye lodge, O ye caravans of Dedanites.

Adehu a ɛfa Arabia ho: Mo Dedan akwantufo a mosoɛ wɔ Arabia adɔtɔ ase,

14 Unto him that was thirsty they brought water; the inhabitants of the land of Tema did meet the fugitives with their bread.

Momfa nsu mmrɛ wɔn a osukɔm de wɔn; mo a motete Tema, mommrɛ aguanfo no aduan.

15 For they fled away from the swords, from the drawn sword, and from the bent bow, and from the grievousness of war.

Woguan fi afoa a watwe tadua a wɔakuntun mu ne ɔko a egyina mu ano.

16 For thus hath the Lord said unto me, Within a year, according to the years of a hireling, all the glory of Kedar shall fail;

Sɛɛ na Awurade ka kyerɛ me, “Afe baako mu, sɛnea ɔsomfo a wayɛ nhyehyɛe bebubu nna no, Kedar kɛseyɛ to betwa.

17 and the residue of the number of the archers, the mighty men of the children of Kedar, shall be few; for Jehovah, the God of Israel, hath spoken it.

Na agyantowfo a wɔbɛka ne Kedar akofo bɛyɛ kakraa bi.” Nea Awurade, Israel Nyankopɔn, aka ni.