Amos 4
1 Hører dette Ord, I Basans Køer, som ere paa Samarias Bjerg, I, som fortrykke de ringe og knuse de fattige, I, som sige til eders Herrer: Bærer hid, at vi kunne drikke!
Listen to this word, you cows of Bashan, who are on the mountain of Samaria, who oppress the poor, who crush the needy, who tell their husbands, "Bring us something to drink."
2 Den Herre, Herre har svoret ved sin Hellighed: Se, de Dage komme over eder, da man skal drage eder op med Hager og de sidste af eder med Fiskekroge.
The LORD has sworn by his holiness: "Look, the days shall come on you that they will take you away with hooks, and the last of you with fish hooks.
3 Og I skulle gaa ud igennem Murbruddene, hver lige frem for sig, og I skulle bortkaste Herligheden, siger Herren.
You will go out at the breaks in the wall, everyone straight before her; and you will cast yourselves into Harmon," says the LORD.
4 Gaar til Bethel, og begaar Overtrædelser, til Gilgal — begaar mange Overtrædelser, og bringer hver Morgen eders Slagtoffer, hver tre Dage eders Tiender!
"Go to Bethel, and sin; to Gilgal, and sin more. Bring your sacrifices every morning, your tithes every three days,
5 Og antænder Lovprisningsoffer af det syrede, og udraaber frivillige Ofre, kundgører det! thi saadant elske I, Israels Børn, siger den Herre, Herre.
offer a sacrifice of thanksgiving of that which is leavened, and proclaim free will offerings and brag about them: for this pleases you, you children of Israel," says the LORD.
6 Og dog har jeg givet eder rene Tænder i alle eders Stæder og Mangel paa Brød alle Vegne hos eder; men I vendte ikke om til mig, siger Herren.
"I also have given you cleanness of teeth in all your cities, and lack of bread in every town; yet you haven't returned to me," says the LORD.
7 Og jeg har ogsaa tilbageholdt Regnen for eder, da der endnu var tre Maaneder til Høsten, og jeg lod regne over een Stad, men over en anden lod jeg ikke regne: En Ager fik Regn, og en anden Ager, som det ikke regnede paa, blev tør:
"I also have withheld the rain from you, when there were yet three months to the harvest; and I caused it to rain on one city, and caused it not to rain on another city. One place was rained on, and the piece where it did not rain withered.
8 Og to eller tre Stæder vankede hen til een Stad for at drikke Vand, og de fik ikke nok at drikke; men I vendte ikke om til mig, siger Herren.
So two or three cities staggered to one city to drink water, and were not satisfied: yet you haven't returned to me," says the LORD.
9 Jeg har slaaet eder med Brand og Vissenhed i Kornet, eders mangfoldige Haver og eders Vingaarde og eders Figentræer og eders Oliegaarde afaad Græshoppen; men I vendte ikke om til mig, siger Herren.
"I struck you with blight and mildew many times in your gardens and your vineyards; and your fig trees and your olive trees have the swarming locust devoured: yet you haven't returned to me," says the LORD.
10 Jeg har sendt en Pest paa eder efter Ægyptens Vis, ihjelslaget eders unge Karle med Sværd, tillige med at eders Heste bleve gjorte til Bytte, og jeg lod Stank af eders Lejre stige op og det i eders Næse; men I vendte ikke om til mig, siger Herren.
"I sent plagues among you like I did Egypt. I have slain your young men with the sword, and have carried away your horses; and I filled your nostrils with the stench of your camp, yet you haven't returned to me," says the LORD.
11 Jeg har omkastet Stæder iblandt eder, ligesom da Gud omkastede Sodoma og Gomorra, og I vare som en Brand, der reddes ud af en Ild; men I vendte ikke om til mig, siger Herren.
"I have overthrown some of you, as when God overthrew Sodom and Gomorrah, and you were like a burning stick plucked out of the fire; yet you haven't returned to me," says the LORD.
12 Derfor vil jeg handle saaledes med dig, Israel! Efterdi jeg da vil handle saaledes med dig, da bered dig, o Israel! til at møde din Gud.
"Therefore thus will I do to you, Israel; because I will do this to you, prepare to meet your God, Israel.
13 Thi se, han danner Bjergene og skaber Vejret og kundgør et Menneske, hvad dets Tanke er; han frembringer Morgenrøde og Mørke og skrider frem over Jordens Høje; Herren, Zebaoths Gud, er hans Navn.
For, look, he who forms the mountains, and creates the wind, and declares to man what is his thought; who makes the morning darkness, and treads on the high places of the earth: The LORD, the God of hosts, is his name."
