Amos 4
1 Listen to this word, you fat cows that are on the mountain of Samaria, you who make false accusations against the destitute and crush the poor, who say to your nobles, “Bring, and we will drink.”
Tande pawòl sa a, nou menm, vach Basan k ap rete sou mòn Samarie yo, k ap oprime malere, k ap kraze sila ki nan bezwen yo, ki di a mari nou yo: “Pote bwason nou!”
2 The Lord God has sworn in his holiness: behold, the days that will overcome you and that will impale you on poles, and that will place what remains of you in boiling pots.
Senyè BONDYE a te sèmante pa sentete Li, “Gade byen, jou yo ap vini sou nou, lè yo va rache pran nou ak kwòk vyann, e dènye bout nan nou ak gaf pwason.
3 And you will go out through the breaches, one over another, and you will be cast out into Harmon, says the Lord.
Nou va sòti atravè brèch miray yo, nou chak tou dwat devan li a, e konsa, nou va jete nan sitadèl la,” deklare SENYÈ a.
4 Come to Bethel and behave impiously, to Gilgal and increase betrayals. And bring daybreak to your victims, your tithes in three days.
“Antre nan Béthel pou fè peche; nan Guilgal pou miltipliye peche yo! Pote sakrifis nou yo chak maten, dim nou yo chak twa jou.
5 And offer a sacrifice of praise with leaven. And call for voluntary oblations, and announce it. For such is your will, sons of Israel, says the Lord God.
Ofri yon ofrann remèsiman, sitou sa ki gen ledven ladan, epi pwoklame ofrann bòn volonte yo. Fè l parèt wo pou moun wè! Paske se konsa nou renmen fè l, nou menm, fis Israël yo,” deklare SENYÈ a.
6 Therefore, because of this, I have given you dull teeth in every one of your cities, and a lack of bread in all your places. And you have not been turned back towards me, says the Lord.
“Men Mwen te bay nou anplis, dan netwaye nan tout vil nou yo, ak mank pen tout kote. Malgre sa, nou pa t retounen vin jwenn Mwen,” deklare SENYÈ a.
7 Therefore, I have withheld the rains from you, when there were still three months left until the harvest. And I rained on one city, and I did not rain on another city; one part was rained on, and the part on which I did not rain, dried out.
Anplis de sa, Mwen te fè lapli sispann pandan te gen twa mwa ankò avan rekòlt la. Konsa, Mwen te voye lapli nan yon vil pandan Mwen te refize li nan yon lòt. Yon pati te jwenn lapli, pandan pati ki pa t resevwa lapli a te seche.
8 And two and three cities went to one city, in order to drink water, and they were not satisfied. And you did not return to me, says the Lord.
Konsa, de oswa twa vil te kilbite rive nan yon lòt pou bwè dlo, men yo pa t satisfè; malgre sa, nou pa t retounen vin jwenn Mwen, deklare SENYÈ a.
9 I struck you with a burning wind and with yellowing; the caterpillar has consumed your many gardens and your vineyards, your olive groves and your fig groves. And you did not return to me, says the Lord.
Mwen te frape nou ak van cho, ak lakanni; epi cheni te devore jaden ak chan rezen nou yo, pye figye etranje ak pye doliv yo. Malgre sa, nou pa t retounen vin jwenn Mwen,” deklare SENYÈ a.
10 I sent death to you by way of Egypt; I struck your youths with the sword, even bringing captivity to your horses. And I made the stench of your camp ascend into your nostrils. And you did not return to me, says the Lord.
“Mwen te voye yon epidemi nan mitan nou, tankou sa ki te konn rive an Égypte yo. Mwen te touye jenn mesye nou yo ak nepe, e te retire cheval nou yo. E Mwen te fè movèz odè kan ou monte antre nan nen nou. Malgre sa, nou pa t retounen vin jwenn Mwen,” deklare SENYÈ a.
11 I overturned you, just as God overturned Sodom and Gomorrah, and you became like an ember seized from the fire. And you did not return to me, says the Lord.
“Mwen te boulvèse kèk nan nou nèt, jan Bondye te boulvèse Sodome ak Gomorrhe. Nou te tankou yon bout bwa byen cho ki te rache soti nan dife; malgre sa, nou pa t retounen vin jwenn Mwen,” deklare SENYÈ a.
12 Because of this, I will do these things to you, Israel. But after I have done these things to you, Israel, be prepared to meet your God.
“Akoz sa, se konsa Mwen va fè ou, O Israël! Paske se sa Mwen va fè ou; prepare pou rankontre Bondye ou a, O Israël.
13 For behold, he who forms the mountains and creates the wind and announces his speech to man, who makes the morning mist and steps over the heights of the earth: the Lord God of hosts is his name.
Paske gade byen, Sila ki fòme mòn yo, ki kreye van an, e ki deklare a lòm tout refleksyon li yo; sila ki fè jou leve nan fènwa a, e ki foule wo plas sou latè yo; SENYÈ Bondye dèzame yo, se non Li.”
