Amos 7
1 These things the Lord God shewed to me: and behold the locust was formed in the beginning of the shooting up of the latter rain, and lo, it was the latter rain after the king’s mowing.
Ihe a ka Onye kachasị ihe niile elu, bụ Onyenwe anyị mere ka m hụ. Lee, ọ na-akwado igwe igurube nke ga-abịa bibie ihe ubi niile ga-etopụta mgbe e burula ụzọ wee ihe ubi nke mbụ nke a na-enye eze, dịka ihe ruuru ya.
2 And it came to pass, that when they had made an end of eating the grass of the land, I said: O Lord God, be merciful, I beseech thee: who shall raise up Jacob, for he is very little?
Mgbe ha tachara ahịhịa niile dị nʼala ahụ, etiri m mkpu: “Onye kachasị ihe niile elu, bụ Onyenwe anyị biko arịọọ m gị, gbaghara. Jekọb ọ ga-esi aṅa guzosie ike? Lee, ọ dịkarịrị nta.”
3 The Lord had pity upon this: It shall not be, said the Lord.
Onyenwe anyị chegharịrị banyere ihe ndị a. Onyenwe anyị kwuru sị, “Ihe dị otu a agaghị emekwa.”
4 These things the Lord God shewed to me: and behold the Lord called for judgment unto fire, and it devoured the great deep, and ate up a part at the same time.
Ihe a ka Onye kachasị ihe niile elu, bụ Onyenwe anyị gosiri m: Lee, Onye kachasị ihe niile elu, bụ Onyenwe anyị na-akpọku ọkụ iji ya kpee ikpe. Ọkụ ahụ repịara ogbu mmiri, repịakwa ala ahụ niile.
5 And I said: O Lord God, cease, I beseech thee, who shall raise up Jacob, for he is a little one?
Mgbe ahụ, asịrị m, “Onye kachasị ihe niile elu, bụ Onyenwe anyị biko, arịọọ m gị kwụsị! Olee otu Jekọb ga-esi guzosie ike? Lee na ọ dịkarịrị nta!”
6 The Lord had pity upon this. Yea this also shall not be, said the Lord God.
Onyenwe anyị chegharịrị banyere ihe ndị a. Onye kachasị ihe niile elu, bụ Onyenwe anyị kwuru, “Ihe dị otu a agaghị emekwa.”
7 These things the Lord shewed to me: and behold the Lord was standing upon a plastered wall, and in his hand a mason’s trowel.
Nke a ka o gosiri m, lee, Onyenwe anyị na-eguzo nʼakụkụ mgbidi nke e ji ihe ịtụ mgbidi tụọ nke ọma, o jikwa ihe ịtụ mgbidi nʼaka ya.
8 And the Lord said to me: What seest thou, Amos? And I said: A mason’s trowel. And the Lord said: Behold, I will lay down the trowel in the midst of my people Israel. I will plaster them over no more.
Onyenwe anyị sịrị m, “Emọs, gịnị ka ị na-ahụ?” Asịrị m, “Ihe ịtụ mgbidi.” Mgbe ahụ, Onyenwe anyị kwuru, “Lee, mụ onwe m na-edo ihe ịtụ mgbidi nʼetiti ndị m bụ Izrel, agaghịkwa m esi ebe ha nọ gafee.
9 And the high places of the idol shall be thrown down, and the sanctuaries of Israel shall be laid waste: and I will rise up against the house of Jeroboam with the sword.
“Ebe niile e wuliri elu nke Aịzik aghaghị ịbụ ebe e mebiri emebi, ebe nsọ niile nke Izrel aghaghị ịbụ ebe tọgbọrọ nʼefu, aghakwaghị m iweli mma agha m elu iji megide ụlọ Jeroboam.”
10 And Amasias the priest of Bethel sent to Jeroboam king of Israel, saying: Amos hath rebelled against thee in the midst of the house of Israel: the land is not able to bear all his words.
Mgbe ahụ, Amazaya onye nchụaja nọ na Betel zigaara Jeroboam bụ eze Izrel ozi na-asị, “Emọs na-akwalị izu nzuzo ka ọ megide gị nʼetiti ụlọ Izrel, ala apụghị ibu okwu niile sị ya nʼọnụ apụta.
11 For thus saith Amos: Jeroboam shall die by the sword, and Israel shall be carried away captive out of their own land.
Nke bụ ihe Emọs nọ na-asị, “‘Jeroboam aghaghị ịnwụ site na mma agha, Izrel aghakwaghị isite nʼala amụrụ ha jee biri nʼala ọzọ, dịka ndị a dọtara nʼagha.’”
12 And Amasias said to Amos: Thou seer, go, flee away into the land of Juda: and eat bread there, and prophesy there.
Mgbe ahụ, Amazaya gwara Emọs, “Gị onye ọhụ ụzọ, gbara ọsọ gbalaa ala Juda. Jee nʼebe ahụ, rie achịcha nke sitere nʼibu amụma gị, nọrọkwa nʼebe ahụ buo amụma gị.
13 But prophesy not again any more in Bethel: because it is the king’s sanctuary, and it is the house of the kingdom.
Ebula amụma ọzọ na Betel, nʼihi na ọ bụ ebe nsọ nke eze, ọ bụkwa ụlọnsọ ukwu nke alaeze ya.”
14 And Amos answered and said to Amasias: I am not a prophet, nor am I the son of a prophet: but I am a herdsman plucking wild figs.
Mgbe ahụ, Emọs zaghachiri Amazaya, “Ọ dịghị mgbe m bụ onye amụma, abụkwaghị m nwa onye amụma, kama abụ m onye na-elekọta igwe ewu na atụrụ, na onye ọrụ na-azụ osisi sikamọ.
15 And the Lord took me when I followed the flock, and the Lord said to me: Go, prophesy to my people Israel.
Ma Onyenwe anyị sitere nʼebe ịzụ igwe ewu na atụrụ kpọpụta m, Onyenwe anyị sịrị m: ‘Gaa buoro ndị m Izrel amụma.’
16 And now hear thou the word of the Lord: Thou sayest, thou shalt not prophesy against Israel, and thou shalt not drop thy word upon the house of the idol.
Nʼihi ya, ugbu a nụrụ okwu Onyenwe anyị, ma unu na-asị, “‘Ebula amụma megide Izrel, ekwukwala okwu megide ụlọ Aịzik.’
17 Therefore thus saith the Lord: Thy wife shall play the harlot in the city, and thy sons and thy daughters shall fall by the sword, and thy land shall be measured by a line: and thou shalt die in a polluted land, and Israel shall go into captivity out of their land.
“Ya mere, otu a ka Onyenwe anyị kwuru, “‘Nwunye gị ga-aghọ nwanyị na-agba akwụna nʼime obodo. Ụmụ gị ndị nwoke na ndị nwanyị ka a ga-eji mma agha gbuo. A ga-atụ ala gị nʼihe ọtụtụ, kewasịa ya nye ndị ọzọ, ma gị onwe gị ga-anwụ nʼala rụrụ arụ. A ghakwaghị ịdọta Izrel nʼagha mee ka ha gaa biri nʼala ndị mba ọzọ.’”
