Amos 2
1 Thus, saith Yahweh, Because of three transgressions of Moab, and because of four, will I not turn it back, —Because he burned the bones of the King of Edom to lime,
Konsa pale SENYÈ a: “Akoz de twa transgresyon Moab yo, menm kat; Mwen p ap retire pinisyon an, akoz li te brile zo a wa Édom nan pou l fè lacho.
2 Therefore will I send a fire into Moab, which shall devour the palaces of Kerioth—and Moab, shall die with tumult, with war- cry, with the sound of a horn;
Pou sa, Mwen va voye dife sou Moab e li va devore sitadèl Kérijoth yo. Moab va mouri nan mitan gwo zen, kri lagè ak son a twonpèt.
3 And I will cut off the judge out of her midst, and, all her rulers, will I slay with him, saith Yahweh.
Anplis, Mwen va koupe retire jij la nan mitan yo, e touye tout prens li yo ansanm avè l,” di SENYÈ a.
4 Thus, saith Yahweh, Because of three transgressions of Judah, and because of four, will I not turn it back, —Because they have rejected the law of Yahweh, and, his statutes, have not kept, but their falsehoods, have led them astray, after the which their fathers, did walk,
Konsa pale SENYÈ a: “Akoz de twa transgresyon a Juda yo, menm kat, mwen p ap retire pinisyon an, akoz yo te rejte lalwa SENYÈ a, e yo pa t kenbe règleman Li yo; manti yo te koz yo vin egare, dèyè sila menm papa zansèt yo te mache.
5 Therefore will I send a fire upon Judah, —which shall devour the palaces of Jerusalem.
Pou sa, Mwen va voye dife sou Juda, e li va devore palè a Jérusalem yo.”
6 Thus, saith Yahweh, Because of three transgressions of Israel, and because of four, will I not turn it back, —Because they have sold—for silver—the righteous, and the needy—for a pair of shoes:
Konsa pale SENYÈ a: “Akoz de twa transgresyon a Israël yo, menm kat, Mwen p ap retire pinisyon an; akoz yo te vann sila ki dwat yo pou lajan, e malere yo pou achte de grenn sapat.
7 Who strive to bring the dust of the earth on the head of the poor, and, the way of the oppressed, they pervert, —Yea, a man and his own father, go in unto the maid, to profane my holy Name!
Sila yo k ap foule tèt a malere a, jis pou l rive nan pousyè, k ap refi bay jistis a oprimen an. Yon gason ak papa li antre nan menm fanm nan pou yo ka pwofane non sen Mwen an.
8 And, on pledged garments, they recline, beside every altar, —and, exacted wine, do they drink, in the house of their God.
Yo lonje kò yo bò kote tout lotèl, sou vètman ki te pran kon garanti yo. Nan kay Bondye yo a, yo bwè diven nan ki te bay pou peye amann yo.
9 Yet it was, I, who destroyed the Amorite, from before them, whose height was, like the height of cedars, and, strong, was he, like the oaks, —but I destroyed his fruit above, and his roots beneath.
Malgre sa, se te Mwen menm ki te detwi Amoreyen yo devan yo, malgre wotè yo te tankou wotè a pye palmis e yo te gen fòs tankou bwadchenn. Mwen te detwi ni fwi yo pa anlè, ni rasin yo pa anba.
10 And it was, I, who brought you up out of the land of Egypt, —and led you in the desert, forty years, to take possession of the land of the Amorites;
“Se te Mwen menm ki te mennen nou monte soti peyi Égypte la. E Mwen te mennen nou nan dezè a pandan karantan, pou nou ta ka posede peyi Amoreyen yo.
11 And I raised up, of your sons, for prophets, and, of your young men, for Nazirites, —Was it not even so, ye sons of Israel? Demandeth Yahweh;
Mwen te fè leve kèk nan fis nou yo kon pwofèt, e kèk nan jennonm nou yo kon Nazareyen. Èske se pa sa, fis Israël yo?” di SENYÈ a.
12 And yet ye caused the Nazirites to drink wine, —and, on the prophet, laid ye command, saying, Ye shall not prophesy!
Men, nou te fè Nazareyen yo bwè divin, e nou te kòmande pwofèt yo. Nou te di yo: “Pa pwofetize!”
13 Lo! I, am pressed under you, —as a full cart is pressed by its sheaves,
Gade byen, Mwen va peze nou anba chaj, kon kabwa chaje lè l plen chaj sereyal.
14 Therefore shall flight, perish, from the swift, and, the mighty, shall not invigorate his strength, —nor shall, the hero, escape with his life;
Kouri kite p ap posib, menm pou sila ki pi vit la; Sila ki dyanm lan, p ap ka ranfòse fòs li, ni sila ki pwisan an, p ap ka delivre tèt li.
15 Nor, he that handleth the bow, make a stand, and, the swift on his feet, shall not escape, —nor, he that rideth on a horse, escape with his life:
Ni sila ki fò ak banza a, p ap ka kanpe. Sila ki rapid a pye a p ap ka delivre tèt li. Sila ki konn monte cheval la p ap chape.
16 Nay, he that is stout in his heart, among heroes, naked, shall flee, in that day, Declareth Yahweh.
Menm pi brav pami gèrye yo va chape poul yo toutouni nan jou sa a”, di SENYÈ a.
