Amòs 8
1 Konsa Senyè BONDYE a te montre mwen, e gade byen, te gen yon panyen fwi gran sezon.
Here, My Lord, Yahweh, gave me to see, —and lo! there was 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.
So then he said, What canst thou see, Amos? And I said, A basket of summer fruit. Then said Yahweh unto me, The end hath come unto my people Israel, I will not again any more forgive them;
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.
but palace-songs, shall become howlings, in that day, Declareth My Lord, Yahweh, —Many shall be the dead bodies in every place—cast forth—[with a] hush!
4 Tande sa, nou menm k ap vale malere yo nèt, pou mete fen a tout pòv yo,
Hear this, ye who pant after the needy, and to make an end of the oppressed of the land:
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,
Who say, When will the new moon, pass away, that we may sell corn? and the sabbath that we may open grain? who diminish the ephah, and increase the shekel, and who falsify by deceitful weights:
6 pou achte sila ki san sekou a pou lajan, ak malere a pou de grenn sapat. Menm balizaj ble a n ap vann!’”
Who buy—for silver—the poor, and the needy for a pair of shoes, —and that the refuse of the grain we may sell.
7 SENYÈ a te sèmante pa glwa Jacob la: “Anverite, Mwen p ap janm bliye okenn nan zak yo.
Sworn hath Yahweh, by the Excellency of Jacob, —Surely I will never forget any of their doings!
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.
Is it not, for this, that the land, shall tremble? and shall mourn every inhabitant therein? Shall it not come up—like the Nile, all of it, and be tossed and subside like the river of 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.
Yea it shall come to pass, in that day, Declareth My Lord, Yahweh, that I will cause the sun to go in at high noon, —and will darken the earth on a day of brightness!
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.
So will I turn your festivals into mourning, and all your songs into a dirge, and I will bring up—on all loins—sackcloth, and upon every head—baldness, —and I will make it like the mourning for an only one, even the afterpart thereof, as a day of 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.
Lo! days are coming, Declareth My Lord, Yahweh, that I will send a hunger throughout the land, —not a hunger for food, nor a thirst for water, but for hearing the words of Yahweh;
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.
Therefore shall men rove about—from sea to sea, and from the north even unto sunrise, —they shall run to and fro—seeking the word of Yahweh, but shall not find [it].
13 Nan jou sa a, bèl tifi vyèj yo ak jennonm yo va vin endispoze akoz swaf la.
In that day, shall the fair virgins and the choice young men faint for 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.”
They who swear by the Guilt of Samaria, and say, As thy God, liveth, O Dan! and, As the Way of Beer-sheba, liveth, shall fall, and shall not rise any more.
