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,
Otu a ka Onyenwe anyị sịrị, “Nʼihi njehie atọ nke Moab, e, nʼihi nke anọ, agaghị m ahapụ inye ya ntaramahụhụ. Nʼihi na ha surere ọkpụkpụ eze ndị Edọm ọkụ, mee ha ka ha ghọọ ntụ.
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;
Ya mere, aga m ezite ọkụ na Moab, nke ga-erepịa ebe niile e wusiri ike nke Keriọt. Moab ga-anwụ nʼime ọgbaaghara, nʼetiti mkpu agha, na ụda opi ike.
3 And I will cut off the judge out of her midst, and, all her rulers, will I slay with him, saith Yahweh.
Aga m ala onyeisi ọchịchị ya nʼiyi, gbukwaa ndị ozi niile nọ nʼokpuru ya.” Ọ bụ Onyenwe anyị na-ekwu.
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,
Otu a ka Onyenwe anyị sịrị, “Nʼihi njehie atọ nke Juda, e, nʼihi nke anọ, agaghị m ahapụ inye ya ntaramahụhụ. Nʼihi na ha ajụla iwu Onyenwe anyị. Ha ajụkwala irube isi ha nʼụkpụrụ ya. Ha abụrụla ndị e ji okwu ụgha duhie, bụ okwu ụgha ndị ahụ nna nna ha gbasoro.
5 Therefore will I send a fire upon Judah, —which shall devour the palaces of Jerusalem.
Nʼihi nke a, aga m esunye ọkụ na Juda, ọ ga-erepịa ebe niile e wusiri ike nke Jerusalem.”
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:
Otu a ka Onyenwe anyị sịrị, “Nʼihi njehie atọ nke Izrel, e, nʼihi nke anọ, agaghị m ahapụ inye ya ntaramahụhụ. Ha na-ere ndị ezi omume nʼihi ọlaọcha, reekwa ụmụ ogbenye nʼọnụ ahịa e ji azụ akpụkpọụkwụ abụọ.
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!
Ha na-azọpịa isi ndị ike na-adịghị, na-echi ha ọnụ nʼaja, na-ewezuga ndị dị umeala nʼụzọ ezi ihe. Nwoke na nna ya na-edinakwuru otu nwaagbọghọ, si otu a merụọ aha nsọ m.
8 And, on pledged garments, they recline, beside every altar, —and, exacted wine, do they drink, in the house of their God.
Ha na-edina nʼakụkụ ebe ịchụ aja ọbụla, nʼelu uwe ndị anatara na mbe. Nʼime ụlọnsọ chi ha, ha na-aṅụ mmanya ha natara dịka ihe nra.
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.
“Ma a lara m ndị Amọrait nʼiyi nʼihu ha, ndị ahụ dị ogologo dịka osisi sida, ndị sikwara ike dịka osisi ook. Alara m mkpụrụ ha dị nʼelu, na mgbọrọgwụ ha niile dị nʼokpuru nʼiyi.
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;
Esitere m nʼala Ijipt kpọpụta unu, duru unu gafee nʼọzara iri afọ anọ, ime ka unu nweta ala ndị Amọrait.
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;
“Ahọpụtara m ụmụ unu ụfọdụ ka ha bụrụ ndị amụma, họpụtakwa ụfọdụ ndị okorobịa unu ka ha bụrụ Nazirait. Unu ndị Izrel, unu ga-agọ na nke a abụghị eziokwu?” Otu a ka Onyenwe anyị kwupụtara ya.
12 And yet ye caused the Nazirites to drink wine, —and, on the prophet, laid ye command, saying, Ye shall not prophesy!
“Ma unu mere ka ndị Nazirait ahụ ṅụọ mmanya. Unu nyekwara ndị amụma iwu ka ha kwụsị ibu amụma.
13 Lo! I, am pressed under you, —as a full cart is pressed by its sheaves,
“Nʼihi ya, aga m abịada unu nʼala nʼọnọdụ unu, dịka ụgbọala nke e bujuru ukwu ọka si abịada.
14 Therefore shall flight, perish, from the swift, and, the mighty, shall not invigorate his strength, —nor shall, the hero, escape with his life;
Ịgba ọsọ agaghị azọpụta ọ bụladị ndị dị nwe ụkwụ ọsọ, ndị dị ike agaghị agba onwe ha ume, ndị bụ dike nʼagha agaghị azọpụta onwe ha.
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:
Ndị na-agba ụta agaghị agbata ihe ọbụla, ndị nwere ụkwụ ọsọ agaghị enwekwa ike ịgba ọsọ. Ọ bụladị onye ịgba ịnyịnya doro anya agakwaghị enwe ike ịgbanarị ihe mberede nke ga-abịakwasị ya.
16 Nay, he that is stout in his heart, among heroes, naked, shall flee, in that day, Declareth Yahweh.
Ndị obi siri ike nʼetiti ndị dike unu, ga-agbara ọtọ gbapụ ọsọ nʼụbọchị ahụ.” Otu a ka Onyenwe anyị kwubiri.
