< Isaiah 1 >

1 The vision of Isaiah the son of Amoz, which he saw concerning Judah and Jerusalem, in the days of Uzziah, Jotham, Ahaz, and Hezekiah, kings of Judah.
Saa anisoadehunu a ɛfa Yuda ne Yerusalem ho no baa Amos babarima Yesaia so wɔ Yuda ahemfo Usia, Yotam, Ahas ne Hesekia berɛ so.
2 Hear, heavens, and listen, earth; for Yahweh has spoken: “I have nourished and brought up children and they have rebelled against me.
Ao, ɔsoro, montie! Ao, asase yɛ aso! Na Awurade akasa: “Matete mma ama wɔanyini, nanso wɔate me so atua.
3 The ox knows his owner, and the donkey his master’s crib; but Israel doesn’t know. My people don’t consider.”
Nantwie nim ne wura, afunumu nso nim ne wura mmoa adididaka, nanso Israel nnim, me nkurɔfoɔ nte aseɛ.”
4 Ah sinful nation, a people loaded with iniquity, offspring of evildoers, children who deal corruptly! They have forsaken Yahweh. They have despised the Holy One of Israel. They are estranged and backward.
Aa, amumuyɛ ɔman, ɔman a afɔdie adesoa ahyɛ wɔn ma, nnebɔneyɛfoɔ kuo, mma a porɔeɛ ahyɛ wɔn ma! Wɔatwe wɔn ho afiri Awurade ho; Wɔapo Israel Kronkronni no, wɔadane wɔn akyi akyerɛ no.
5 Why should you be beaten more, that you revolt more and more? The whole head is sick, and the whole heart faint.
Adɛn enti na mopɛ sɛ wɔkɔ so boro mo? Adɛn enti na moda so te atua? Wɔapira mo tiri, na mo akoma nso di yea.
6 From the sole of the foot even to the head there is no soundness in it, but wounds, welts, and open sores. They haven’t been closed, bandaged, or soothed with oil.
Ɛfiri mo nan ase kɔsi mo tiri so ahomeka biara nni mu, apirakuro ne nsoasoaeɛ nko ara akuro a anim deda hɔ na wɔnhohoro so anaa Wɔnkyekyereeɛ anaa wɔmfaa ngo nsrasraa so.
7 Your country is desolate. Your cities are burned with fire. Strangers devour your land in your presence and it is desolate, as overthrown by strangers.
Mo ɔman ada mpan, wɔde ogya ahyehye mo nkuropɔn; ananafoɔ regye mo mfuo a mo ani tua, na asɛe sɛdeɛ ɛyɛɛ ɛberɛ a ahɔhoɔ tuu mo guiɛ no.
8 The daughter of Zion is left like a shelter in a vineyard, like a hut in a field of melons, like a besieged city.
Wɔagya Ɔbabaa Sion te sɛ bobe turo mu sese te sɛ akuraa a ɛsi ɛferɛ afuo mu, te sɛ kuropɔn a atamfoɔ atwa ho ahyia.
9 Unless Yahweh of Armies had left to us a very small remnant, we would have been as Sodom. We would have been like Gomorrah.
Sɛ Awurade tumfoɔ no annya yɛn asefoɔ a, anka yɛayɛ sɛ Sodom, na yɛadane ayɛ sɛ Gomora.
10 Hear Yahweh’s word, you rulers of Sodom! Listen to the law of our God, you people of Gomorrah!
Montie Awurade asɛm, mo Sodom sodifoɔ; montie yɛn Onyankopɔn mmara, mo Gomorafoɔ!
11 “What are the multitude of your sacrifices to me?”, says Yahweh. “I have had enough of the burnt offerings of rams and the fat of fed animals. I don’t delight in the blood of bulls, or of lambs, or of male goats.
“Mo afɔrebɔ ahodoɔ bebree no, ɛdeɛn na ɛyɛ ma me?” Sɛdeɛ Awurade seɛ nie. “Mewɔ ɔhyeɛ afɔrebɔdeɛ ma ɛboro so, deɛ ɛyɛ nnwennini ne mmoa a wɔadɔre sradeɛ; mʼani nnye anantwinini, nnwammaa ne mpapo mogya ho.
12 When you come to appear before me, who has required this at your hand, to trample my courts?
Sɛ moba mʼanim a hwan na ɔbisa yei firi mo hɔ? Hwan na ɔsomaa mo sɛ monnantenante me efie yi?
13 Bring no more vain offerings. Incense is an abomination to me. New moons, Sabbaths, and convocations— I can’t stand evil assemblies.
Monnyae afɔrebɔdeɛ a mode ba a ɛmfra no! Mo aduhwam yɛ me tan. Ɔbosome foforɔ, home nna ne nhyiamu ahodoɔ ne mo nhyiamu fi no afono me.
14 My soul hates your New Moons and your appointed feasts. They are a burden to me. I am weary of bearing them.
Mo bosome foforɔ afahyɛ ne mo apontoɔ a moahyehyɛ no, me kra kyiri. Ayɛ adesoa ama me; masoa mabrɛ.
15 When you spread out your hands, I will hide my eyes from you. Yes, when you make many prayers, I will not hear. Your hands are full of blood.
Sɛ mopagya mo nsa bɔ mpaeɛ a, mɛyi mʼani ato nkyɛn. Sɛ mobɔ mpaeɛ bebree mpo a merentie. “Mogya bebree agu mo nsa ho fi.
16 Wash yourselves. Make yourself clean. Put away the evil of your doings from before my eyes. Cease to do evil.
“Monnwira mo ho na mo ho nte. Monnyi mo nnebɔne mfiri mʼani so! Monnyae bɔne yɛ.
17 Learn to do well. Seek justice. Relieve the oppressed. Defend the fatherless. Plead for the widow.”
Monyɛ papa; monhwehwɛ atɛntenenee Monhyɛ wɔn a wɔhyɛ wɔn so nkuran. Monni mma nwisiaa, monka akunafoɔ nsɛm mma wɔn.
18 “Come now, and let’s reason together,” says Yahweh: “Though your sins are as scarlet, they shall be as white as snow. Though they are red like crimson, they shall be as wool.
“Afei mommra na yɛnnwene mmɔ mu,” sɛdeɛ Awurade seɛ nie. “Sɛ mo bɔne te sɛ kɔben a, ɛbɛyɛ fitaa sɛ sukyerɛmma; mpo sɛ ɛyɛ kɔkɔɔ te sɛ mogya a ɛbɛyɛ fitaa sɛ asaawa foturo.
19 If you are willing and obedient, you will eat the good of the land;
Sɛ mopene so na moyɛ ɔsetie a, mobɛdi asase no so nnepa.
20 but if you refuse and rebel, you will be devoured with the sword; for Yahweh’s mouth has spoken it.”
Na sɛ moampene na mote atua a, akofena bɛdi mo nam.” Awurade na wakasa.
21 How the faithful city has become a prostitute! She was full of justice. Righteousness lodged in her, but now there are murderers.
Hwɛ sɛdeɛ kuropɔn nokwafoɔ no adane odwamanfoɔ. Ɛberɛ bi na atɛntenenee ahyɛ no ma na anka tenenee te ne mu, nanso seesei awudifoɔ ahyɛ mu ma!
22 Your silver has become dross, your wine mixed with water.
Wo dwetɛ adane adeɛ a ɛho nni mfasoɔ, wɔde nsuo afra wo nsã papa mu.
23 Your princes are rebellious and companions of thieves. Everyone loves bribes and follows after rewards. They don’t defend the fatherless, neither does the cause of the widow come to them.
Wo sodifoɔ yɛ atuatefoɔ, akorɔmfoɔ yɔnkonom; wɔn nyinaa pɛ adanmudeɛ, na wɔpere akyɛdeɛ ho. Wɔnni mma nwisiaa; na akunafoɔ nsɛm nkɔ wɔn anim.
24 Therefore the Lord, Yahweh of Armies, the Mighty One of Israel, says: “Ah, I will get relief from my adversaries, and avenge myself on my enemies.
Enti, Awurade, Otumfoɔ Awurade, deɛ ɔyɛ Kɛseɛ ma Israel no ka sɛ, “Aa, mɛnya ahomegyeɛ afiri mʼatamfoɔ hɔ na matɔ wɔn so were.
25 I will turn my hand on you, thoroughly purge away your dross, and will take away all your tin.
Mɛma me nsa so, atia mo; mɛhohoro wo ho fi korakora na mayi mo ho nkekaawa nyinaa.
26 I will restore your judges as at the first, and your counselors as at the beginning. Afterward you shall be called ‘The city of righteousness, a faithful town.’
Mɛma mo atemmufoɔ bio sɛ kane no, ne mo afutufoɔ sɛdeɛ na ɛteɛ, ahyɛaseɛ no. Yei akyi no, wɔbɛfrɛ wo Kuropɔn Tenenee Kuropɔn Nokwafoɔ.”
27 Zion shall be redeemed with justice, and her converts with righteousness.
Wɔde atɛntenenee bɛgye Sion bio, na wɔn a wɔnu wɔn ho no, wɔde tenenee bɛgye wɔn.
28 But the destruction of transgressors and sinners shall be together, and those who forsake Yahweh shall be consumed.
Nanso atuatefoɔ ne nnebɔneyɛfoɔ deɛ, wɔbɛdwɛre wɔn abɔ mu, na wɔn a wɔpa Awurade akyi bɛyera.
29 For they shall be ashamed of the oaks which you have desired, and you shall be confounded for the gardens that you have chosen.
“Mo ani bɛwu ɛsiane odum anyame a monyaa wɔn mu anigyeɛ no; wɔbɛgu mo anim ase ɛsiane nturo a mosom abosom wɔ mu no enti.
30 For you shall be as an oak whose leaf fades, and as a garden that has no water.
Mobɛyɛ sɛ odum a ne nhahan apo, ne turo a ɛnnya nsuo.
31 The strong will be like tinder, and his work like a spark. They will both burn together, and no one will quench them.”
Ɔhoɔdenfoɔ bɛyɛ sɛ adeɛ a ɛhye ntɛm; nʼadwuma bɛyɛ sɛ ogya nturueɛ; ne mmienu no bɛhye abɔ mu, a obiara rentumi nnum.”

< Isaiah 1 >