Amòs 8
1 Konsa Senyè BONDYE a te montre mwen, e gade byen, te gen yon panyen fwi gran sezon.
The Lord God showed me this: a basket of summer fruit.
2 Li te di: “Kisa ou wè, Amos?” Epi mwen te di: “Yon panyen fwi gran sezon.” Konsa, SENYÈ a te di mwen: “Lafen gen tan rive pou pèp Mwen an, Israël. Mwen p ap pwoteje yo ankò.
‘What do you see, Amos?’ he asked. I replied, ‘A basket of ripe summer fruit.’ Then the Lord said to me: The time is ripe for my people Israel, I will no longer overlook their crimes.
3 Kantik a tanp la va tounen chan lamantasyon nan jou sa a,” deklare Senyè BONDYE a. “Kadav yo va anpil. Nan chak andwa, yo va jete yo deyò an silans.
The singing women in the palace will howl on that day, says the Lord: Corpses everywhere, thrown out in silence.
4 Tande sa, nou menm k ap vale malere yo nèt, pou mete fen a tout pòv yo,
Listen to this, you who trample on the needy, who oppress the poor of the earth,
5 ka p di: ‘Kilè nouvèl lin nan ap fini pou nou ka vann sereyal la? Ak Saba a pou nou ka ouvri mache ble a? N ap fè efa a pi piti, e sik la pi gwo. Anplis, n ap twonpe ak balans malonèt,
saying: When will the feast of the new moon be over so that we may sell grain? And the sabbath ended so that we may offer wheat for sale? Reducing the measure and increasing the price, cheating with false scales,
6 pou achte sila ki san sekou a pou lajan, ak malere a pou de grenn sapat. Menm balizaj ble a n ap vann!’”
mixing the sweepings in with the wheat. Then we can buy the poor for money, the needy for a pair of shoes.
7 SENYÈ a te sèmante pa glwa Jacob la: “Anverite, Mwen p ap janm bliye okenn nan zak yo.
Now the Lord has taken an oath by the Pride of Jacob: I will never forget all their deeds!
8 Akoz sa, èske peyi a p ap pran tranble, e tout moun ki rete ladann p ap fè lamantasyon? Anverite, tout peyi a va leve tankou Rivyè Nil la. Li va vin ajite toupatou e bese tankou Rivyè Égypte la.
Because of this won’t the land quake, and all its inhabitants mourn? Won’t the whole of it rise like the Nile, churn and subside like the Nile in Egypt?
9 Li va vin rive nan jou sa a”, deklare Senyè BONDYE a, ke Mwen va fè solèy la desann a midi, e mwen va fè tè a nan fènwa nan plen jounen.
On that day, says the Lord God, I will make the sun set at noon and darken the earth in broad daylight.
10 Answit, Mwen va fè fèt nou yo vin tounen dèy; tout chan lajwa nou yo va tounen lamantasyon. Mwen va fè nou pote twal sak sou senti a tout moun, ak tèt chòv sou tout tèt. Mwen va fè li tankou yon moman dèy pou yon sèl fis inik, e lafen li tankou yon jou anmè.
I will turn your feasts into mourning, all your songs into dirges. I will cause you to dress in sackcloth, every head shaved. I will make you mourn like you have lost your only son, all that happens will end in bitterness.
11 “Gade byen, jou yo ap vini,” deklare Senyè BONDYE a, “lè Mwen va voye gwo grangou sou peyi a, pa yon grangou pou pen oswa pou dlo, men pou koute pawòl SENYÈ a.
The day is coming, says the Lord God, when I will send hunger in the land. Not a famine of bread or thirst for water, but for hearing the message of the Lord.
12 Pèp la va kilbite tou egare sòti nan yon lanmè pou rive nan lòt lanmè, e sòti nan nò pou rive menm nan lès; yo va gaye toupatou pou chache pawòl SENYÈ a, men yo p ap jwenn li.
Then they will wander from sea to sea, from the north to the east, to seek a message from the Lord, but they will not find it.
13 Nan jou sa a, bèl tifi vyèj yo ak jennonm yo va vin endispoze akoz swaf la.
In that day beautiful girls and strong young men will faint from thirst.
14 Menm jan pou sila ki sèmante pa peche Samarie a, ki di: ‘Jan dye ou a vivan an, O Dan!’ e ‘Jan chemen Beer-Schéba vivan an’; yo va tonbe e yo p ap leve ankò.”
Those who take oaths by the shameful idol of Samaria, who swear, “As surely as your God lives, O Dan!” and, “By the sacred way to Beer-sheba!” – they will fall and never rise again.
