Amos 8
1 This is what the Lord Yahweh showed me. Look, a basket of summer fruit!
Ka Boeipa Yahovah loh kai te n'tueng vaengah khohal kam boem tarha om.
2 He said, “What do you see, Amos?” I said, “A basket of summer fruit.” Then Yahweh said to me, “The end has come for my people Israel; I will spare them no longer.
Te vaengah, “Amos balae na hmuh?” a ti tih, “Khohal boem,” ka ti nah. Te dongah BOEIPA loh kai taengah, “Ka pilnam Israel kah a bawtnah a pha coeng, anih te poeng hamla koep ka koei mahpawh.
3 The songs of the temple will become wailings in that day —this is the declaration of the Lord Yahweh— many dead bodies, they are thrown everywhere! Silence!”
Khothaih ah bawkim kah laa neh rhung uh ni. Te tah ka Boeipa Yahovah kah olphong ni. Hmuen takuem ah rhok te a huep la muep a voeih ni.
4 Listen to this, you who trample the needy and remove the poor of the land.
Khodaeng aka hloem tih khohmuen kah mangdaeng kodo aka kangkuen te he he hnatun uh.
5 They say, “When will the new moon be over, so we can sell grain again? When will the Sabbath day be over, so that we can sell wheat? We will make the measure small and increase the price, as we cheat with false scales.
“Me vaengah nim hla a boeih vetih cangtham n'yoih ve. Sabbath laeh vetih cangpai n'ong laeh mako. Cangnoek khaw rhaidaeng la, shekel khaw a puehkan mai la, thailatnah te cooi aka khun mai la.
6 This is so we can sell bad wheat, buy the poor with silver, and the needy for a pair of sandals.”
Tattloel te tangka neh, khodaeng khaw khokhom neh lai ham tih cang hi yoih ham,” a thui.
7 Yahweh has sworn by the pride of Jacob, “Surely I will never forget any of their actions.”
BOEIPA loh Jakob kah hoemdamnah neh a toemngam coeng. Amih kah khoboe boeih te a yoeyah la ka hnilh mahpawh.
8 Will not the land quake for this, and every one who lives in it mourn? All of it will rise up like the Nile River, and it will be tossed about and sink again, like the river of Egypt.
He dongah nim diklai a tlai pawt eh? A khuikah khosa boeih loh nguekcoi vetih a pum la sokko bangla phul ni. A samboek tih a sul phoeiah tah Egypt sokko bangla rhaeng ni.
9 “It will come in that day —this is the declaration of the Lord Yahweh— that I will make the sun set at noon, and I will darken the earth at daylight.
Te khohnin ah ka Boeipa Yahovah kah olphong pai ni. Khomik te khothun ah ka tlak sak vetih khothaih khosae ah diklai te ka hmuep sak ni.
10 I will turn your festivals into mourning and all your songs into lamentation. I will make all of you wear sackcloth and have baldness on every head. I will make it like mourning for an only son, and a bitter day to its end.
Nangmih kah khotue te nguekcoinah la, na lumlaa boeih rhahlung la ka maelh ni. Cinghen tom ah tlamhni kan yen vetih na lu boeih te lungawng la om ni. Anih te oingaih cangloeng kah nguekcoinah bangla, a hmailong te khahing khohnin bangla ka khueh ni.
11 Look, the days are coming —this is the declaration of the Lord Yahweh— when I will send a famine in the land, not a famine for bread, nor of thirst for water, but for hearing the words of Yahweh.
Ka Boeipa Yahovah kah olphong hnin pai coeng he. Te dongah diklai ah khokha ka tueih ni. Buh kah khokha pawt tih tui dongah tuihalh bal moenih. Tedae BOEIPA ol yaak nah te ni.
12 They will stagger from sea to sea; they will run from the north to the east to seek the word of Yahweh, but they will not find it.
Tuitunli lamloh tuitunli duela hinghuen uh ni. BOEIPA ol te tlap hamla tlangpuei lamloh khocuk duela hil uh cakhaw hmu uh mahpawh.
13 In that day the beautiful virgins and the young men will faint from thirst.
Te khohnin ah tah oila sakthen neh tongpang khaw tuihalh dongah saa uh ni.
14 Those who swear by the sin of Samaria and say, 'As your god lives, Dan,' and, 'As the way to Beersheba exists'— they will fall and never rise again.”
Samaria kah dumlai neh aka toemngam rhoek long khaw, “Dan nang kah pathen tah hing tih Beersheba longpuei khaw hing,” ti uh. Tedae cungku vetih koep thoo mahpawh.
