Isaiah 57

1 The righteous perisheth and no man layeth it to heart; and merciful men are taken away, none considering that the righteous is taken away from the evil [to come].

Atreneefo wu, na obiara nnwen ho wɔ ne koma mu; wɔfa nyamesurofo kɔ, na obiara nte ase sɛ wɔfa atreneefo kɔ sɛnea wobeyi wɔn afi bɔne mu.

2 He entereth into peace; they rest in their beds, each one that walketh in his uprightness.

Wɔn a wɔnantew tee no wɔhyɛn asomdwoe mu; wonya ahomegye bere a wɔadeda sɛ awufo.

3 But draw near hither, ye sons of the sorceress, the seed of the adulterer and the whore.

“Nanso mo, mommra ha, mo ɔbayifo mma, mo nguaman ne mmea nguamanfo mma!

4 Against whom do ye sport yourselves? against whom make ye a wide mouth, and draw out the tongue? are ye not children of transgression, a seed of falsehood,

Hena na moreserew no? Hena na moredi ne ho fɛw na morebɔ no adapaa yi? Monnyɛ atuatewfo fekuw ne atorofo asefo ana?

5 ye that inflame yourselves among the oaks, under every green tree; that slay the children in the valleys, under the clefts of the rocks?

Mode ɔpɛ mmoroso bɔ afɔre wɔ adum mu ne dua biara a adennan ase; mode mo mma bɔ afɔre wɔ aku a mu dɔ mu ne abotan mpaapae ase.

6 Among the smooth [stones] of the valley is thy portion; they, they are thy lot: even to them hast thou poured a drink offering, thou hast offered an oblation. Shall I be appeased for these things?

Anyame a wɔyɛ abo trontrom, a ɛwɔ aku a mu dɔ mu no, wɔyɛ mo kyɛfa. Wɔn na mopɛ. Yiw, moahwie nsa afɔrebɔde agu wɔn so na mode aduan afɔrebɔde ama wɔn. Eyinom nyinaa akyi, mingow me nsam ana?

7 Upon a high and lofty mountain hast thou set thy bed: thither also wentest thou up to offer sacrifice.

Moasiesie mo nnabea wɔ koko a ɛkorɔn so; ɛhɔ na mokɔ kɔbɔ afɔre.

8 And behind the doors and the posts hast thou set up thy memorial: for thou hast discovered [thyself] to another than me, and art gone up; thou hast enlarged thy bed, and made thee a covenant with them; thou lovedst their bed where thou sawest it.

Mo apon ne apongua akyi na mo de mo abosonsom nsɛsode asisi. Mufii mʼakyi koyii mo mpa so ntama, mokɔdaa so na motrɛw mu; mo ne wɔn a modɔ wɔn mpa yɛɛ apam, na mohwɛɛ wɔn adagyaw mu.

9 And thou wentest to the king with ointment, and didst increase thy perfumes, and didst send thine ambassadors far off, and didst debase thyself even unto hell. (Sheol h7585)

Mode ngo kɔɔ Molek nkyɛn na momaa mo nnuhuam dɔɔso. Mosomaa mo ananmusifo kɔɔ akyirikyiri; mosian kɔɔ ɔda mu ankasa! (Sheol h7585)

10 Thou wast wearied with the length of thy way; yet saidst thou not, There is no hope: thou didst find a quickening of thy strength; therefore thou wast not faint.

Mo nneyɛe maa mo ɔbrɛ, nanso moanka da se, ‘Yenni anidaso.’ Mopɛɛ ahoɔden foforo enti moantɔ piti.

11 And of whom hast thou been afraid and in fear, that thou liest, and hast not remembered me, nor laid it to thy heart? have not I held my peace even of long time, and fearest me not?

“Hena na wama mo koma atu na wabɔ mo hu sɛɛ a enti moanni me nokware, na moankae me anaa moannwene eyi ho wɔ mo koma mu yi? So ɛnyɛ komm a mayɛ akyɛ no nti na munsuro me no ana?

12 I will declare thy righteousness; and as for thy works, they shall not profit thee.

Mɛda mo trenee ne mo nnwuma adi, na so remma mo mfaso.

13 When thou criest, let them which thou hast gathered deliver thee; but the wind shall take them, a breath shall carry them all away: but he that putteth his trust in me shall possess the land, and shall inherit my holy mountain.

Sɛ moteɛ mu pɛ mmoa a, momma mo ahoni a moaboa ano no nnye mo! Mframa bɛbɔ wɔn nyinaa akɔ, home kɛkɛ bɛfa wɔn. Nanso onipa a ɔde me yɛ ne guankɔbea no bedi asase no so na wafa me bepɔw kronkron no.”

14 And he shall say, Cast ye up, cast ye up, prepare the way, take up the stumblingblock out of the way of my people.

Na wɔbɛka se: “Monyɛ, monyɛ, munsiesie ɔkwan no! Munyiyi akwanside mfi me nkurɔfo akwan mu.”

15 For thus saith the high and lofty One that inhabiteth eternity, whose name is Holy: I dwell in the high and holy place, with him also that is of a contrite and humble spirit, to revive the spirit of the humble, and to revive the heart of the contrite ones.

Na oyi ne nea ɔkorɔn no, nea ɔte ase daa a ne din yɛ kronkron no se: “Mete beae a ɛkorɔn na ɛyɛ kronkron, mene nea ɔwɔ ahonu na ɔyɛ honhom mu hiani nso te, sɛ mɛkanyan honhom mu hiani no honhom, na makanyan ne koma a abubu no.

16 For I will not contend for ever, neither will I be always wroth: for the spirit should fail before me, and the souls which I have made.

Meremmɔ sobo afebɔɔ, na me bo remfuw daa, sɛ anyɛ saa a onipa honhom bɛtɔ beraw wɔ mʼanim, onipa ahome a me na mabɔ no.

17 For the iniquity of his covetousness was I wroth and smote him, I hid [my face] and was wroth: and he went on frowardly in the way of his heart.

Ne nnebɔne adifudepɛ maa me bo fuwii; metwee nʼaso, na mede abufuw yii mʼani, nso ɔkɔɔ so yɛɛ nea ne koma pɛ.

18 I have seen his ways, and will heal him: I will lead him also, and restore comforts unto him and to his mourners.

Mahu ne nneyɛe, nanso mɛsa no yare. Mɛkyerɛ no kwan na makyekye ne werɛ,

19 I create the fruit of the lips: Peace, peace, to him that is far off and to him that is near, saith the LORD; and I will heal him.

na mama ayeyi aba wɔn a wɔredi awerɛhow wɔ Israel no ano. Asomdwoe, asomdwoe mmra wɔn a wɔwɔ akyirikyiri ne wɔn a wɔbɛn so,” sɛɛ na Awurade se. “Na mɛsa wɔn yare.”

20 But the wicked are like the troubled sea; for it cannot rest, and its waters cast up mire and dirt.

Na amumɔyɛfo te sɛ po a ɛrehuru, entumi nyɛ komm, nʼasorɔkye yiyi dontori ne fi.

21 There is no peace, saith my God, to the wicked.

“Amumɔyɛfo nni asomdwoe.” Sɛɛ na me Nyankopɔn se.