Amos 8
1 Here, My Lord, Yahweh, gave me to see, —and lo! there was a basket of summer fruit.
Afei nea Otumfo Awurade yi kyerɛɛ me ni: kɛntɛn a aduaba a abere wɔ mu.
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;
Obisae se, “Dɛn na wuhu, Amos?” Mibuae se, “Kɛntɛn a wɔde nnuaba a abere ahyɛ no ma.” Na Awurade ka kyerɛɛ me se, “Me nkurɔfo Israelfo bere no aso; meremfa wɔn ho nkyɛ wɔn bio.”
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!
Sɛnea Otumfo Awurade se ni, “Saa da no, hyiadan nnwonto bɛdan agyaadwotwa. Wɔbɛbɔ afunu bebree apete baabiara! Enti yɛ komm!”
4 Hear this, ye who pant after the needy, and to make an end of the oppressed of the land:
Muntie saa asɛm yi, mo a mutiatia mmɔborɔfo so, na mopam ahiafo fi wɔn asase so,
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:
na moka se, “Bere bɛn na ɔsram foforo betwa mu ama yɛatɔn aduan, na Homeda bɛba awiei ama yɛadi awi gua?” Sɛ mobɛhyɛ susukoraa mu na moatoto ɔbo so na mode nsania a wɔamia mu asisi atɔfo,
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.
na mode dwetɛ atɔ ahiafo na mmɔborɔfo nso moatɔn wɔn agye mpaboa, na moapra awi ase afra awi mu atɔn.
7 Sworn hath Yahweh, by the Excellency of Jacob, —Surely I will never forget any of their doings!
Awurade de Yakob ahohoahoa aka ntam se: “Me werɛ remfi biribiara a wɔayɛ da.
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?
“Asase renwosow wɔ nea asi yi ho ana, na wɔn a wɔte mu nyinaa rentwa adwo ana? Asase no nyinaa bɛma ne ho so te sɛ Nil ebubu afa so, na asan atwe bio te sɛ Misraim asubɔnten.”
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!
Sɛnea Otumfo Awurade se ni, “Saa da no, mɛma owia atɔ owigyinae, na mama sum aduru asase so awia ketee.
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.
Mɛdan mo nyamesom aponto ama ayɛ awerɛhowdi na mo nnwonto nyinaa adan osu. Mɛma mo nyinaa afura atweaatam na mayi mo tinwi. Mɛyɛ saa da no te sɛ ɔba koro ho awerɛhowdida na awiei no ayɛ sɛ da a ɛyɛ nwen.
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;
“Nna no reba” sɛnea Otumfo Awurade se ni, “Mɛma ɔkɔm aba asase no so, ɛnyɛ aduankɔm anaa osukɔm, na mmom, Awurade asɛm ho kɔm.
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].
Nnipa bɛtɔ ntintan akyinkyin afi po so akɔ po so, na wɔakyinkyin afi atifi fam akɔ apuei fam, sɛ wɔrekɔhwehwɛ Awurade asɛm, nanso wɔrenhu.
13 In that day, shall the fair virgins and the choice young men faint for thirst.
“Na saa da no “mmabaa ahoɔfɛfo ne mmarimaa ahoɔdenfo bɛtotɔ beraw esiane osukɔm nti.
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.
Wɔn a wɔde Samaria aniwu abosom ka ntam, anaa wɔde Dan ne Beer-Seba abosom ka ntam no, wɔbɛhwehwe ase na wɔrensɔre bio.”
