Amos 7
1 Here, My Lord, Yahweh gave me to see, and lo! he was preparing the locust, in the beginning of the shooting up of the after-grass, —and lo! after-grass, cometh after the mowings for the king.
Zao ty natoro’ Iehovà, Talè, ahy, Ingo, namboare’e fifamorohotam-balala te nitovoañe i ampemba afaray, le hehe t’ie nandimbe ty fitataha’ i mpanjakay i tinogy an-doha-taoñey.
2 And it came to pass, when they had made an end of eating the herbage of the land, that I said—Oh, My Lord, Yahweh, forgive, I beseech thee: By whom shall Jacob, arise? for, small, he is.
Aa naho hene nabotse’ iareo ze ahetse amy taney eo, le hoe ty asako tama’e, Ry Iehovà, Talè, ehe apoho; akore ty hahafijohaña’ Iakobe? Ie kede.
3 Grieved was Yahweh, over this, —It shall not be, said Yahweh?
Aa le napo’ Iehovà; Tsy hanoeñe izay, hoe t’Iehovà.
4 Here, My Lord, Yahweh gave me to see, and lo! My Lord Yahweh proclaiming that, the controversy should be settled by fire, —which, having devoured the mighty roaring deep, should devour the inheritance.
Ie añe le inao ka ty naboa’ Iehovà, Talè: Heheke te kinanji’ Iehovà, Talè ty zaka añ’afo; finorototo’e i laleke beiy vaho namototse nampigodrañe i taney.
5 Then said I, My Lord, Yahweh, forbear, I beseech thee, By whom shall Jacob, arise? for, small, he is.
Aa le hoe iraho, Ry Iehovà, Talè, Aziro! iambaneako; aia ty hijohaña’ Iakobe, ie kede?
6 Grieved was Yahweh, over this, —Even this, shall not be, said My Lord, Yahweh.
Aa le nado’ Iehovà: Tsy hanoeñe ka izay, hoe t’Iehovà, Talè.
7 Here, he gave me to see, and lo! My Lord, stationed upon a pinnacle, —and, in his hand a plummet.
Zao ka ty natoro’e ahy, ingo te nijohañe ambone kijoly nanoeñe an-tàlin-kahity eo t’i Talè, reketse ty talin-kahity am-pità’e ao.
8 And Yahweh said unto me, What canst thou see, Amos? And I said, A plummet, —Then said My Lord, Behold me! fixing a plummet in the midst of my people Israel, I will not again any more forgive him.
Le hoe t’Iehovà amako, O Amose, ino o isa’oo? Le hoe iraho, Talin-kahity. Aa hoe t’i Talè; Hehe, hapoko añivo’ ondatiko Israeleo ty talin-kahitiko; tsy hiheveako ka.
9 So shall the high places of Isaac, be made desolate, and, the holy places of Israel, be laid waste, —and I will rise up, against the house of Jeroboam, with the sword.
Ho koake o toets’ abo’ Ietsakeo, naho hanoeñe bijon-draha o toe’ Israele miambakeo; vaho hitroatse amy anjomba’ Ieroboame iraho reketse fibara.
10 Then sent Amaziah, the priest of Bethel, unto Jeroboam king of Israel, saying: A conspiracy hath Amos, raised against thee, in the midst of the house of Israel, The land, is not able to endure, all his words;
Nampañitrik’ am’ Ieroboame mpanjaka’ Israele t’i Amatsià mpisoro’ i Betele, nanao ty hoe, Nikinia azo t’i Amose añ’ anjomba’ Israele ao; tsy leo’ o taneo ze fonga saontsi’e.
11 For, thus, saith Amos, By the sword, shall Jeroboam, die, —and, Israel, shall, surely be exiled, from off his own soil.
Fa hoe ty asa’ i Amose, Inao, hampihomahem-pibara t’Ieroboame, vaho tsy mete tsy hasese mb’am-pandrohizañ’ añe boak’ an-tane’e ao t’Israele.
12 Then said Amaziah unto Amos, O seer, go flee thee away unto the land of Judah—and eat, there, bread, and, there, mayest thou prophesy;
Aa le hoe t’i Amatsià amy Amose, Ry mpioniñeo, akia, mitribaña an-day mb’an-tane’ Iehoda mb’eo, le kamao añe o mahakama’oo, vaho añe ty itokia’o,
13 But, at Bethel, not again, any more, mayest thou prophesy, —for, the holy place of the king, it is, and, the house of the kingdom, it is.
fa ko mitoky ka e Betele ao, amy t’ie ty toe-masi’ i mpanjakay vaho rova-bei’ ty fifeheañe toy.
14 Then answered Amos, and said unto Amaziah, No prophet, was I, —nor the son of a prophet, was I, —but, a herdman, was I, and a preparer of sycamore fruit;
Aa le hoe ty natoi’ i Amose amy Amatsià, Izaho tsy mpitoky, tsy anam-pitoky, fa mpihare naho mpañalahala sakoa;
15 But Yahweh, took me away, from following the flock, —and Yahweh, said unto me, Go prophesy against my people Israel.
vaho rinambe’ Iehovà ami’ty fañarahañe i lia-raikey, le hoe t’Iehovà amako, Akia, mitokia am’ ondatiko Israeleo.
16 Now, therefore, hear thou the word of Yahweh, —Thou art saying, Thou must not prophesy concerning Israel, nor let thy word drop down upon the house of Isaac.
Janjiño arè ty tsara’ Iehovà: Hoe ty asa’o: Ko mitoky am’ Israele vaho ko mampipoke saontsy amy anjomba’ Ietsakey.
17 Therefore—Thus, saith Yahweh, Thy wife, in the city, will commit unchastity, and, thy sons and thy daughters, by the sword, shall fall, and, thine own soil, by line, shall he apportioned, —and, thou, on a polluted soil, shalt die, and, Israel, shall, surely go into exile, away from his own soil.
Aa le hoe ty nitsarà’ Iehovà; Ho tsimirira an-drova ao ty vali’o, naho hampikorovohem-pibara o ana-dahi’oo naho o anak-ampela’oo, naho ho zarazaraeñe ty tane’o; naho hikoromak’ an-tane tiva eo irehe; toe hasese mb’am-pandrohizañ’ añe boak’an-tane’e ao t’Israele.
