Amòs 8
1 Se konsa, Seyè a, Bondye a, fè m' fè yon lòt vizyon. Nan vizyon an, mwen wè yon panyen plen fwi mi.
This is what the Lord Yahweh showed me. Look, a basket of summer fruit!
2 Seyè a mande m': -Kisa ou wè la a, Amòs? Mwen reponn: -Yon panyen fwi mi. Lè sa a, Seyè a di m' konsa: -Izrayèl, pèp mwen an, mi tou. Li rive sou dènye jou l' yo. Mwen p'ap chanje lide pou m' fè pa l' ankò.
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.
3 Jou sa a, se p'ap chante ki va gen nan palè a, se va rèl. Se Seyè a menm ki di sa. Va gen anpil kadav toupatou. Y'a voye yo jete san di krik.
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!”
4 Koute byen sa m'ap di nou la a, nou menm k'ap kraze pòv malere yo anba pye nou, nou menm k'ap fini ak malere yo nan peyi a.
Listen to this, you who trample the needy and remove the poor of the land.
5 N'ap plede di: Kilè fèt lalin nouvèl lan va pase pou nou ka vann diri nou? Kilè jou repo a va pase pou nou ka louvri depo nou yo pou nou vann? Lè sa a, n'a moute pri tout bagay, n'a sèvi ak fo mezi, n'a ranje balans yo pou nou ka twonpe pratik yo.
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.
6 N'a pran moun serye ki pa ka peye dèt yo, n'a achte yo pou sèvi esklav. N'a pran pòv malere ki pa gen senk, n'a achte yo pou pri yon pè sapat. N'a vann ata pay diri a pou gwo lajan.
This is so we can sell bad wheat, buy the poor with silver, and the needy for a pair of sandals.”
7 Seyè a fè sèman sou tèt li, li menm ki Bondye pèp Izrayèl la: Mwen p'ap janm bliye yonn nan move zak nou fè yo.
Yahweh has sworn by the pride of Jacob, “Surely I will never forget any of their actions.”
8 Se konsa latè pral pran tranble. Tout moun nan peyi a pral pran rele. Tout peyi a pral souke. L'ap moute, l'ap gonfle, apre sa l'ap desann tankou dlo larivyè Nil nan peyi Lejip.
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.
9 Men pawòl Seyè a, Bondye a: Jou sa a, m'ap fè solèy la kouche gwo midi. Fènwa ap tonbe sou peyi a gwo lajounen.
“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.
10 M'ap fè nou sispann fè fèt. N'a nan gwo lapenn. M'ap fè nou sispann chante, n'a nan rele. M'ap fè nou mete rad sak kòlèt sou nou. N'a kale tèt nou. M'ap fè nou tonbe nan lapenn tankou moun k'ap kriye pou sèl pitit gason yo ki mouri. Se nan kè sere jounen sa a ap fini pou tout moun.
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.
11 Men yon jou gen pou rive. Jou sa a, mwen pral voye yon sèl grangou sou peyi a. Se p'ap dèyè pen pou yo manje, ni dèyè dlo pou yo bwè y'a kouri. Men, se mesaj ki soti nan bouch Seyè a y'a anvi tande. Se Seyè a menm ki di sa.
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.
12 Lè sa a, moun va pran kouri soti nan n o al nan sid, soti nan lès al nan lwès. Y'a mache toupatou ap chache yon pawòl nan bouch Seyè a. Men, yo p'ap jwenn.
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.
13 Nan tan sa a, bèl jenn fi yo ak jenn gason yo va tonbe feblès paske yo p'ap jwenn sa y'ap pwonmennen chache a.
In that day the beautiful virgins and the young men will faint from thirst.
14 Kanta pou moun k'ap fè sèman sou Achima, zidòl peyi Samari a, moun sa yo k'ap plede di: Anverite bondye Dann lan! Anverite bondye Bècheba a! yo gen pou yo tonbe pou yo pa janm ka leve ankò.
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.”
