Amòs 4
1 Tande pawòl sa a, nou menm, vach Basan k ap rete sou mòn Samarie yo, k ap oprime malere, k ap kraze sila ki nan bezwen yo, ki di a mari nou yo: “Pote bwason nou!”
Listen to this message, women of Sameria, you well-fed cows of Bashan, who oppress the poor and crush the needy, who say to your husbands, ‘Bring us another drink!’
2 Senyè BONDYE a te sèmante pa sentete Li, “Gade byen, jou yo ap vini sou nou, lè yo va rache pran nou ak kwòk vyann, e dènye bout nan nou ak gaf pwason.
The Lord God has sworn by his holiness: The time is coming when you will be carried away in baskets, your children carried away in fish-baskets,
3 Nou va sòti atravè brèch miray yo, nou chak tou dwat devan li a, e konsa, nou va jete nan sitadèl la,” deklare SENYÈ a.
and through the breaches in the city wall you will go, thrown out on the garbage dump, says the Lord.
4 “Antre nan Béthel pou fè peche; nan Guilgal pou miltipliye peche yo! Pote sakrifis nou yo chak maten, dim nou yo chak twa jou.
Come to Bethel and transgress, at Gilgald increase your transgression. Bring your sacrifices in the morning, every third day your tithes!
5 Ofri yon ofrann remèsiman, sitou sa ki gen ledven ladan, epi pwoklame ofrann bòn volonte yo. Fè l parèt wo pou moun wè! Paske se konsa nou renmen fè l, nou menm, fis Israël yo,” deklare SENYÈ a.
Burn some leavened bread as a thank-offering, proclaim aloud your voluntary offerings, for you love to do this, Israelites! says the Lord God.
6 “Men Mwen te bay nou anplis, dan netwaye nan tout vil nou yo, ak mank pen tout kote. Malgre sa, nou pa t retounen vin jwenn Mwen,” deklare SENYÈ a.
But it was I who gave to you empty stomachs in all your cities, and lack of bread in all your towns, yet you have not returned to me, says the Lord.
7 Anplis de sa, Mwen te fè lapli sispann pandan te gen twa mwa ankò avan rekòlt la. Konsa, Mwen te voye lapli nan yon vil pandan Mwen te refize li nan yon lòt. Yon pati te jwenn lapli, pandan pati ki pa t resevwa lapli a te seche.
It was I who withheld from you the rain, sending rain on one city, while on another I allowed no rain. One field received rain, while a field without rain withered.
8 Konsa, de oswa twa vil te kilbite rive nan yon lòt pou bwè dlo, men yo pa t satisfè; malgre sa, nou pa t retounen vin jwenn Mwen, deklare SENYÈ a.
People from two or three cities ranged as far as another city for drinking water, and still they did not have enough, yet you did not return to me, says the Lord.
9 Mwen te frape nou ak van cho, ak lakanni; epi cheni te devore jaden ak chan rezen nou yo, pye figye etranje ak pye doliv yo. Malgre sa, nou pa t retounen vin jwenn Mwen,” deklare SENYÈ a.
I struck you with blight and mildew, I laid waste your gardens and vineyards. The swarming locust devoured your fig and your olive trees, yet you did not return to me, says the Lord.
10 “Mwen te voye yon epidemi nan mitan nou, tankou sa ki te konn rive an Égypte yo. Mwen te touye jenn mesye nou yo ak nepe, e te retire cheval nou yo. E Mwen te fè movèz odè kan ou monte antre nan nen nou. Malgre sa, nou pa t retounen vin jwenn Mwen,” deklare SENYÈ a.
I sent plague among you like the plagues of Egypt, I slew your youths with the sword, your horses raided away, I caused the stench of your camps to rise in your nostrils, yet you did not return to me, says the Lord.
11 “Mwen te boulvèse kèk nan nou nèt, jan Bondye te boulvèse Sodome ak Gomorrhe. Nou te tankou yon bout bwa byen cho ki te rache soti nan dife; malgre sa, nou pa t retounen vin jwenn Mwen,” deklare SENYÈ a.
I wrought a destruction among you, as God destroyed Sodom and Gomorrah. You were like a stick snatched from the fire, yet you did not return to me, says the Lord.
12 “Akoz sa, se konsa Mwen va fè ou, O Israël! Paske se sa Mwen va fè ou; prepare pou rankontre Bondye ou a, O Israël.
Therefore this is what I will do to you, Israel, and because I am about to do this to you, prepare to meet your God, Israel.
13 Paske gade byen, Sila ki fòme mòn yo, ki kreye van an, e ki deklare a lòm tout refleksyon li yo; sila ki fè jou leve nan fènwa a, e ki foule wo plas sou latè yo; SENYÈ Bondye dèzame yo, se non Li.”
He is here! He who forms the mountains, creates the wind, declares to his thoughts to mortals, makes dawn and darkness, treads upon the heights of the earth, the Lord, the God of hosts, is his name!
