Amos 8
1 Thus hath the Lord Jehovah shewed me, and, lo, a basket of summer-fruit.
Ovo mi pokaza Gospod: gle, kotarica ljetnoga voæa.
2 And He saith, 'What art thou seeing, Amos?' and I say, 'A basket of summer-fruit.' And Jehovah saith unto me: 'The end hath come unto My people Israel, I do not add any more to pass over to it.
I reèe: što vidiš, Amose? A ja rekoh: kotaricu ljetnoga voæa. A Gospod mi reèe: doðe kraj narodu mojemu Izrailju, neæu ga više prolaziti.
3 And howled have songstresses of a palace in that day, An affirmation of the Lord Jehovah, Many [are] the carcases, into any place throw — hush!
I pjesme æe crkvene biti ridanje u onaj dan, govori Gospod; biæe mnoštvo mrtvijeh tjelesa, koja æe se svuda pobacati muèeæi.
4 Hear this, ye who are swallowing up the needy, To cause to cease the poor of the land,
Èujte ovo, koji proždirete uboge i satirete siromahe u zemlji,
5 Saying, When doth the new moon pass, And we sell ground corn? And the sabbath, and we open out pure corn? To make little the ephah, And to make great the shekel, And to use perversely balances of deceit.
Govoreæi: kad æe proæi mladina da prodajemo žito? i subota da otvorimo pšenicu? umaljujuæi efu i poveæavajuæi sikal i varajuæi lažnijem mjerilima;
6 To purchase with money the poor, And the needy for a pair of sandals, Yea, the refuse of the pure corn we sell.
Da kupujemo siromahe za novce i ubogoga za jedne opanke, i da prodajemo oèinke od pšenice.
7 Sworn hath Jehovah by the excellency of Jacob: 'I forget not for ever any of their works.
Zakle se Gospod slavom Jakovljevom: neæu nigda zaboraviti nijednoga djela njihova.
8 For this doth not the land tremble, And mourned hath every dweller in it? And come up as a flood hath all of it. And it hath been cast out, and hath sunk, Like the flood of Egypt.
Neæe li se zemlja potresti od toga, i protužiti svaki koji živi na njoj? i neæe li se sva razliti kao rijeka? i neæe li se odnijeti i potopiti kao od rijeke Misirske?
9 And it hath come to pass in that day, An affirmation of the Lord Jehovah, I have caused the sun to go in at noon, And caused darkness on the land in a day of light,
I u onaj dan, govori Gospod Gospod, uèiniæu da sunce zaðe u podne, i pomraèiæu zemlju za bijela dana.
10 And have turned your festivals to mourning, And all your songs to lamentation, And caused sackcloth to come up on all loins, And on every head — baldness, And made it as a mourning [of] an only one, And its latter end as a day of bitterness.
I pretvoriæu praznike vaše u žalost i sve pjesme vaše u plaè, i metnuæu kostrijet oko svijeh bedara, i uèiniæu da svaka glava oæelavi i da bude žalost kao za jedincem, i kraj æe joj biti kao gorak dan.
11 Lo, days are coming, An affirmation of the Lord Jehovah, And I have sent a famine into the land, Not a famine of bread, nor a thirst of water But of hearing the words of Jehovah.
Gle, idu dani, govori Gospod Gospod, kad æu pustiti glad na zemlju, ne glad hljeba ni žeð vode, nego slušanja rijeèi Gospodnjih.
12 And they have wandered from sea unto sea, And from north even unto east, They go to and fro to seek the word of Jehovah, And they do not find.
I potucaæe se od mora do mora, i od sjevera do istoka trèaæe tražeæi rijeè Gospodnju, i neæe je naæi.
13 In that day faint do the fair virgins, And the young men, with thirst.
U to æe vrijeme obamirati lijepe djevojke i mladiæi od žeði,
14 Those swearing by the guilt of Samaria, And have said, Live doth thy god, O Dan, And, Live doth the way of Beer-Sheba, And they have fallen — and rise not again!'
Koji se kunu krivicom Samarijskom i govore: tako da je živ Bog tvoj, Dane, i tako da je živ put u Virsaveju. I pašæe, i neæe više ustati.
