Amos 8
1 This is what the Lord GOD showed me: I saw a basket of summer fruit.
Èyí ni ohun tí Olúwa Olódùmarè fihàn mi: agbọ̀n èso pípọ́n.
2 “Amos, what do you see?” He asked. “A basket of summer fruit,” I replied. So the LORD said to me, “The end has come for My people Israel; I will no longer spare them.”
Ó béèrè pé, “Amosi kí ni ìwọ rí.” Mo sì dáhùn pé, “Agbọ̀n èso pípọ́n.” Nígbà náà ni Olúwa wí fún mi pé, “Àsìkò náà pọ́n tó fún àwọn ènìyàn mi Israẹli; Èmi kì yóò dá wọn sí mọ́.”
3 “In that day,” declares the Lord GOD, “the songs of the temple will turn to wailing. Many will be the corpses, strewn in silence everywhere!”
Olúwa Olódùmarè wí pé, “Ní ọjọ́ náà, àwọn orin tẹmpili yóò yí padà sí ohùn réré ẹkún. Ọ̀pọ̀, àní ọ̀pọ̀ ara òkú ni yóò wà ni ibi gbogbo! Àní ni ìdákẹ́ jẹ́ẹ́!”
4 Hear this, you who trample the needy, who do away with the poor of the land,
Ẹ gbọ́ èyí, ẹ̀yin tí ń tẹ aláìní lórí ba, tí ẹ sì ń sọ tálákà di ilẹ̀.
5 asking, “When will the New Moon be over, that we may sell grain? When will the Sabbath end, that we may market wheat? Let us reduce the ephah and increase the shekel; let us cheat with dishonest scales.
Tí ẹ ń wí pé, “Nígbà wo ni oṣù tuntun yóò parí kí àwa bá à lè ta ọkà kí ọjọ́ ìsinmi kí ó lè dópin kí àwa bá à le ta jéró?” Kí a sì dín ìwọ̀n wa kù kí a gbéraga lórí iye tí a ó tà á kí a sì fi òsùwọ̀n èké yàn wọ́n jẹ,
6 Let us buy the poor with silver and the needy for a pair of sandals, selling even the chaff with the wheat!”
kí àwa lè fi fàdákà ra àwọn tálákà, kí a sì fi bàtà ẹsẹ̀ méjèèjì ra aláìní, kí a sì ta jéró tí a kó mọ́ ilẹ̀.
7 The LORD has sworn by the Pride of Jacob: “I will never forget any of their deeds.
Olúwa ti fi ìgbéraga Jakọbu búra pé, “Èmi kì yóò gbàgbé ọ̀kan nínú ohun tí wọ́n ṣe.
8 Will not the land quake for this, and all its dwellers mourn? All of it will swell like the Nile; it will surge and then subside like the Nile in Egypt.
“Ǹjẹ́ ilẹ̀ náà kì yóò ha wárìrì fún èyí? Àwọn tí ń gbé inú rẹ̀ kì yóò ha ṣọ̀fọ̀? Gbogbo ilẹ̀ yóò ru sókè bí omi Naili, yóò sì ru ú sókè pátápátá bí ìkún omi a ó sì tì í jáde, a ó sì tẹ̀ ẹ́ rì gẹ́gẹ́ bí odò Ejibiti.
9 And in that day, declares the Lord GOD, I will make the sun go down at noon, and I will darken the earth in the daytime.
“Yóò sì ṣe ní ọjọ́ náà,” ni Olúwa Olódùmarè wí, “Èmi yóò mú oòrùn wọ̀ ní ọ̀sán, Èmi yóò mú kí ayé ṣókùnkùn ní ọ̀sán gangan.
10 I will turn your feasts into mourning and all your songs into lamentation. I will cause everyone to wear sackcloth and every head to be shaved. I will make it like a time of mourning for an only son, and its outcome like a bitter day.
Èmí yóò yí àsè ẹ̀sìn yín padà sí ọ̀fọ̀, gbogbo orin yín ni èmi yóò sọ di ẹkún. Èmi yóò mú kí gbogbo yín wọ aṣọ ọ̀fọ̀, kí a sì fá orí yín. Èmi yóò mú kí ìgbà náà rí bí ìṣọ̀fọ̀ fún ọmọkùnrin kan ṣoṣo tí a bí àti òpin rẹ̀ bí ọjọ́ kíkorò.
11 Behold, the days are coming, declares the Lord GOD, when I will send a famine on the land— not a famine of bread or a thirst for water, but a famine of hearing the words of the LORD.
“Ọjọ́ ń bọ̀,” ni Olúwa Olódùmarè wí, “nígbà tí èmi yóò rán ìyàn sí ilẹ̀ náà, kì í ṣe ìyàn oúnjẹ tàbí òǹgbẹ fún omi. Ṣùgbọ́n ìyàn gbígbọ́ ọ̀rọ̀ Olúwa.
12 People will stagger from sea to sea and roam from north to east, seeking the word of the LORD, but they will not find it.
Àwọn ènìyàn yóò rìn kiri láti Òkun dé Òkun wọn yóò sì máa rìn ká láti gúúsù sí àríwá, wọn yóò máa wá ọ̀rọ̀ Olúwa ṣùgbọ́n wọn kì yóò rí i.
13 In that day the lovely young women— the young men as well— will faint from thirst.
“Ní ọjọ́ náà “àwọn arẹwà wúńdíá àti àwọn alágbára ọ̀dọ́mọkùnrin yóò dákú fún òǹgbẹ omi.
14 Those who swear by the guilt of Samaria and say, ‘As surely as your god lives, O Dan,’ or, ‘As surely as the way of Beersheba lives’— they will fall, never to rise again.”
Àwọn tí ó fi ẹ̀ṣẹ̀ Samaria búra, tí wọ́n sì wí pé, ‘Bí ó ti dájú pé ọlọ́run rẹ ń bẹ láààyè, ìwọ Dani,’ bí ó ti dájú pè ọlọ́run rẹ ń bẹ láààyè, ìwọ Beerṣeba, wọ́n yóò ṣubú, wọn kì yóò si tún dìde mọ.”
