Amos 8
1 Thus has Lord YHWH showed me, and behold, a basket of summer-fruit.
Fweny mane Jehova Nyasaye Manyalo Gik Moko Duto okelona ema: Ne aneno atonga mopongʼ gi olemo mochiek.
2 And He says, “What are you seeing, Amos?” And I say, “A basket of summer-fruit.” And YHWH says to me: “The end has come to My people Israel, I no longer pass over to it anymore.
Eka Jehova Nyasaye nopenja niya, “Amos, ineno angʼo?” Ne adwoke niya, “Aneno atonga mopongʼ gi olemo mochiek.” Eka Jehova Nyasaye nowachona niya, “Mano e kaka joga Israel oseikore ni kum kendo ok anawegi ma ok akumogi.”
3 And female singers have howled of a palace in that day,” A declaration of Lord YHWH, “Many [are] the carcasses, into any place throw—hush!”
Jehova Nyasaye Manyalo Gik Moko Duto wacho niya, “Chiengʼno wende ma iwero e hekalu nolokre mag ywak, ka ringre joma otho opie kuonde duto, kendo piny to olingʼ thi!”
4 Hear this, you who are swallowing up the needy, To cause the poor of the land to cease,
Winjuru un joma sando jochan, kendo mosiko mana kamayo joma odhier puothegi,
5 Saying, “When does the new moon pass, And we sell ground grain? And the Sabbath, and we open out pure grain? To make little the ephah, And to make great the shekel, And to use balances of deceit perversely.
kuwacho niya, “Mad ndalo mag lemo mar dwe manyien rum piyo, mondo wayud thuolo mar uso cham.” Bende upenjoru niya, “Ndalo mag Sabato to biro rumo karangʼo mondo wagol chambwa warundi, eka wanyalo choro nengo malo, kendo tiyo gi rapim ma ok nikare, ma wawuondogo jongʼiewo!
6 To purchase the poor with money, And the needy for a pair of sandals, Indeed, the refuse of the pure grain we sell.”
E kindeno wabiro uso cham maricho e nengo maber, bangʼe wabiro ngʼiewo joma odhier e nengo marom, gi nengo mingʼiewogo pat pat mondo gibed wasumbini magwa.”
7 YHWH has sworn by the excellence of Jacob: “I do not forget any of their works forever.
Jehova Nyasaye ma Nyasach joka Jakobo osekwongʼore ni wiye ok nowil gi timbegi maricho.
8 Does the land not tremble for this, And every dweller in it has mourned? And all of it has come up as a flood. And it has been cast out, and has sunk, Like the flood of Egypt.
“Donge gima kamano biro miyo piny yiengni mi ji duto modak e iye ywagi? Piny duto biro pongʼ ma oo oko mana ka aora Nael manie piny Misri.”
9 And it has come to pass in that day,” A declaration of Lord YHWH, “I have caused the sun to go in at noon, And caused darkness on the land in a day of light,
Jehova Nyasaye Manyalo Gik Moko Duto wacho niya, “Chiengʼno anami chiengʼ podhi e chuny odiechiengʼ tir, kendo anami piny lokre mudho godiechiengʼ.
10 And have turned your festivals to mourning, And all your songs to lamentation, And caused sackcloth to come up on all loins, And on every head—baldness, And made it as a mourning of an only one, And its latter end as a day of bitterness.
Sewni mau mag lemo nolokre ywak mar tho, wendeu mag mor, to nolokre dengo. Uduto anami urwakru gi pien gugru ka ulielo wiyeu mapoth. Unuchal kod joma ywago wuodgi ma miderma, kendo odiechiengʼno nobed malit mapok ne kone e piny.”
11 Behold, days are coming,” A declaration of Lord YHWH, “And I have sent a famine into the land, Not a famine of bread, nor a thirst of water, But of hearing the words of YHWH.
Jehova Nyasaye Manyalo Gik Moko Duto wacho niya, “Ndalo biro ma abiro kelo kech e piny, to ok nobed kech mar chiemo, kata riyo mar pi, to nobed riyo mar winjo wach Jehova Nyasaye.
12 And they have wandered from sea to sea, And from north even to east, They go to and fro to seek the word of YHWH, And they do not find [it].
Ji nowuoth kadawo kochakore nyandwat e dho nam achiel nyaka dho nam machielo kendo ginidigni chakre yo nyandwat nyaka yo wuok chiengʼ, ka gimanyo kama digiyudie wach Jehova Nyasaye, to ok giniyudi kata matin.
13 In that day the beautiful virgins, And the young men, faint with thirst.
“Chiengʼno “nyiri mabeyo kod yawuowi maroteke nopodh piny ni kech riyo.
14 Those swearing by the guilt of Samaria, And who have said, Your god lives, O Dan, And, The way of Beer-Sheba lives, Indeed, they have fallen and do not rise again!”
Ji duto makwongʼore gi nying Ashima, ma nyasaye madhako mar Samaria, kata makwongʼore gi nyasach Dan, kendo gi nyasach Bersheba, nopodh chuth, ma ok ginichak gia malo.”
