< Amos 8 >
1 Here, My Lord, Yahweh, gave me to see, —and lo! there was a basket of summer fruit.
Tala makambo oyo Nkolo Yawe alakisaki ngai: kitunga etonda na bambuma etela.
2 So then he said, What canst thou see, Amos? And I said, A basket of summer fruit. Then said Yahweh unto me, The end hath come unto my people Israel, I will not again any more forgive them;
Atunaki ngai: — Amosi, ozali komona nini? Nazongisaki: — Nazali komona kitunga etonda na bambuma etela. Yawe alobaki na ngai: — Tango ekoki mpo na bato na Ngai, Isalaele; pamba te nakolimbisa bango lisusu te.
3 but palace-songs, shall become howlings, in that day, Declareth My Lord, Yahweh, —Many shall be the dead bodies in every place—cast forth—[with a] hush!
Na mokolo wana, banzembo ya esengo kati na bandako ekobongwana bileli, elobi Nkolo Yawe. Bakobwaka bibembe ebele bipai na bipai mpe bakosalela bango matanga te.
4 Hear this, ye who pant after the needy, and to make an end of the oppressed of the land:
Boyoka makambo oyo, bino bato oyo bonyokolaka bato bakelela mpe bonyataka babola kati na mokili.
5 Who say, When will the new moon, pass away, that we may sell corn? and the sabbath that we may open grain? who diminish the ephah, and increase the shekel, and who falsify by deceitful weights:
Bozali koloba: « Feti ya ebandeli ya sanza ekoleka tango nini mpo ete toteka ble na biso? Tango nini mokolo ya Saba ekosila mpo ete tofungola bibombelo na biso ya ble? » Tokosalela bakopo ya mike mpo ete tomatisa talo, mpe tokosalela bimekelo ya lokuta.
6 Who buy—for silver—the poor, and the needy for a pair of shoes, —and that the refuse of the grain we may sell.
Tokosomba mobola na palata mpe moto akelela na motuya ya mapapa mibale, bongo tokoteka ata basalite ya ble.
7 Sworn hath Yahweh, by the Excellency of Jacob, —Surely I will never forget any of their doings!
Mpo na lolendo ya Jakobi, Yawe alapi ndayi na maloba oyo: « Nakobosana misala na bango ata moko te.
8 Is it not, for this, that the land, shall tremble? and shall mourn every inhabitant therein? Shall it not come up—like the Nile, all of it, and be tossed and subside like the river of Egypt?
Mpo na yango, mokili ekolenga, mpe bato na yango nyonso bakozala na matanga. Mokili mobimba ekotomboka lokola ebale Nili oyo etondi na mayi; ekokoma koningana-ningana mpe ekokita lokola ebale ya Ejipito.
9 Yea it shall come to pass, in that day, Declareth My Lord, Yahweh, that I will cause the sun to go in at high noon, —and will darken the earth on a day of brightness!
Na mokolo wana, » elobi Nkolo Yawe, « nakosala ete moyi elala na midi, mpe nakoyeisa molili na mokili na moyi makasi.
10 So will I turn your festivals into mourning, and all your songs into a dirge, and I will bring up—on all loins—sackcloth, and upon every head—baldness, —and I will make it like the mourning for an only one, even the afterpart thereof, as a day of bitterness.
Nakokomisa mikolo ya bafeti na bino mikolo ya matanga, banzembo na bino ya esengo banzembo ya mawa. Nakosala ete bino nyonso bolata basaki, mpe bakokokola bino suki ya moto. Nakoyeisa matanga kati na mokili lokola matanga ya libota oyo esili kokufisa mwana se moko oyo bazalaki na ye, mpe suka na yango ekozala bobele se pasi makasi.
11 Lo! days are coming, Declareth My Lord, Yahweh, that I will send a hunger throughout the land, —not a hunger for food, nor a thirst for water, but for hearing the words of Yahweh;
Na mikolo ekoya, » elobi Nkolo Yawe, « nakotinda nzala makasi kati na mokili; ekozala te nzala ya bilei to posa ya mayi, kasi ekozala nzala ya koyoka Liloba na Yawe.
12 Therefore shall men rove about—from sea to sea, and from the north even unto sunrise, —they shall run to and fro—seeking the word of Yahweh, but shall not find [it].
Bato bakotelengana na bibale nyonso, bakoyengayenga longwa na nor kino na este mpo na koluka Liloba na Yawe, kasi bakotikala komona yango te.
13 In that day, shall the fair virgins and the choice young men faint for thirst.
Na mokolo wana, bilenge basi ya kitoko mpe mibali ya makasi bakokufa na posa ya mayi.
14 They who swear by the Guilt of Samaria, and say, As thy God, liveth, O Dan! and, As the Way of Beer-sheba, liveth, shall fall, and shall not rise any more.
Bato oyo balapaka ndayi na kombo ya nzambe ya ekeko ya Samari mpe balobaka: ‹ Dani, lokola nzambe na yo azali na bomoi › to ‹ lokola nzambe ya Beri-Sheba azali na bomoi, › bakokweya mpe bakotelema lisusu te. »