Amos 8
1 This is what the Lord God showed me. I saw a basket of fruit.
Hahoi Bawipa Jehovah ni kai na patue e teh, khenhaw! kawmpoi paw tangthung buet touh ka hmu.
2 He asked me, “What do you see, Amos?” I said, “A basket of fruit.” Then the Lord told me, “This is the end of my people Israel! I won't ignore their sins anymore.
Amos nang ni, bang e hno maw na hmu telah na pacei teh, kawmpoi paw tangthung buet touh ka hmu ka ti pouh navah, BAWIPA ni a hnukteng e tueng teh, ka tami Isarelnaw koe a pha toe. Atuhoi teh, ahnimanaw hah nâtuek hai ka pahlout mahoeh toe.
3 On that day the Temple songs will become sorrowful wailing. There will be dead bodies scattered everywhere. Silence!” declares the Lord.
Hatnae tueng nah, bawkimnaw hah a khui awh han. Hmuen tangkuem dawk tami ronaw awm vaiteh, arulahoi a tâkhawng awh han telah Bawipa Jehovah ni a ti.
4 Listen to this, you who trample down the needy, and wipe out the poor of the land.
Maimouh ni cakang yo hanelah, thaparei hnin loum lawiseh, satun yo hanelah, sabbath hnin loum lawiseh teh awh vaiteh,
5 You who ask, “When will the holy day be over so we can get back to selling grain? When will the Sabbath be over so we can open our storehouses, and cheat people with short measures and unfair scales?”
Ephah hah thoung sak hanelah, shekel hah len sak hanelah, sak awh vaiteh, kahmanhoeh e yawcu hah hno awh vaiteh, karoedengnaw hah tangka hoi, a vonkahlamnaw hah, khokkhawm hoi ran awh vaiteh, satun hah a yo awh han.
6 You buy the poor for silver, the needy for a pair of sandals, and you sell grain mixed with chaff.
A vonkahlamnaw hah, hnephnap vaiteh, ka roedeng e ramnaw hah, raphoe hanelah kangainaw, hete lawk hah thai awh haw.
7 The Lord God, of whom the descendants of Jacob are so proud, has sworn an oath: I will never forget the evil you have done.
Bawipa Jehovah ni Jakop e a lentoenae thoebo teh, ahnimae tawksak e naw pueng nâtuek hai kai ni ka pahnim hoeh.
8 Shall not the land tremble because of this, and everyone who lives there mourn? The earth will rise up like the Nile river in flood, be tossed around, and then fall again.
Hote kong dawk ram kâhuen vaiteh taminaw pueng ni, lungpuen mahoeh maw. Nai palang patetlah ram pueng thaw awh vaiteh, Izip ram e palang ni a muem e patetlah pâyawt vaiteh muem awh mahoeh maw.
9 On that day, declares the Lord God, I will make the sun go down at noon, and darken the land during the daytime.
BAWIPA Cathut ni a dei e teh, hatnae tueng dawk teh, kanîthun e tueng nah, kai ni kanî ka loum sak han. Talai hah ka hmo sak han.
10 I will turn your festivals into times of mourning, your happy songs into laments. I will make you wear sackcloth and shave your heads. I will make your mourning like that for an only son. At the end of it all it will be a bitter day.
Nangmae pawi na to e hah, lungmathoenae lah ka o sak han. La na sak awh e naw hah, khuikanae lah ka o sak han. Tami pueng ni buri khohna hoi keng dawk kâyeng sak hanelah, sam hah a ngaw nahanelah, kai ni ka sak han. Ca tawntoe e a due dawk khuika e patetlah, a poutnae koe, kakhat poung e hnin patetlah kacoungsak han telah a ti.
11 The time is coming, declares the Lord, when I will send a famine on the land—not a famine of bread, or a lack of water, but a famine of hearing the words of the Lord.
Bawipa Jehovah ni a dei e teh, takangnae hah ram pueng dawk kathosak han. Canei takang nahoeh, tui takang hai nahoeh. Cathut e lawk thainae takang doeh.
12 People will wander from sea to sea, from north to east, running to and fro searching for the word of the Lord, but they will not find it.
Taminaw ni BAWIPA lawk a tawng awh han. Tui pui buet touh koehoi tuipui buet touh totouh, atunglah, akalah, kanîtho, kanîloum a yawng awh nakunghai, hmawt awh mahoeh.
13 On that day, even the beautiful girls and healthy young men will collapse from thirst.
Hatnae tueng dawk a meikahawi poung e tanglakacuemnaw hoi thoundounnaw ni tui kahran hoi a patang awh han.
14 Those who swear by the disgraceful idols of Samaria, who take oaths like, “By the life of your god, Dan,” or “A pilgrimage to the god of Beersheba”—they will fall, and never rise again.
Samaria cathut hoi thoekâbo e tami, Dan cathut hoi thoekâbo e tami, Beersheba cathut min lahoi ka tet e naw haiyah koung a rawp awh vaiteh, nâtuek hai thaw thai awh mahoeh toe.
