Emọs 6
1 Ahụhụ dịrị ndị ahụ na-enweghị nsogbu nʼime Zayọn, na ndị ahụ na-ebi nʼizuoke nʼugwu Sameria, bụ ndị a maara aha ha na isi mba nke mba niile, ndị agbụrụ Izrel niile na-abịakwute.
Alas for the careless in Zion, and for them who put confidence in the mountain of Samaria, —the distinguished among the first group of nations, to whom came in the house of Israel.
2 Gaanụ Kalne, ka unu lee ya anya, site nʼebe ahụ unu jeruo Hamat, obodo ukwu ahụ, mgbe ahụ unu gbada jeruokwa Gat nke dị na Filistia Ha ọ kacha alaeze abụọ unu mma? Ka ala ha ọ karịrị ndị nke unu?
Pass ye over to Calneh, and see, and go on from thence to Hamath the great, —and go down to Gath of the Philistines, are they better than these kingdoms? or their boundary larger than your boundary?
3 Unu na-ewezuga ụbọchị ọjọọ ahụ ma na-eme ka ụbọchị ihe ike bịa ngwangwa.
Ye who are putting far away the day of calamity, —but bringing near the abode of violence:
4 Azịgba unu ndị na-edina nʼelu akwa ọdụ enyi, na-agbatị onwe ha nʼelu ihe ndina ha, na-erikwa anụ ụmụ atụrụ dị mma na ụmụ ehi e mere ka ha gbaa abụba.
Who are lying on beds of ivory, and sprawling on their couch of pleasure, —and eating the well-fed of the flock, and the fatted calves out of the midst of the stalls:
5 Ndị na-abụ abụ nke na-abaghị nʼụda ụbọ akwara, ma were aka ha rụọra onwe ha ngwa egwu dịka Devid mere.
Who are bawling at the bidding of the harp, —like David, have they invented for themselves instruments of song:
6 Unu na-aṅụ mmanya site nʼọba; na-ete mmanụ makarịsịrị mma, ma ịla nʼiyi nke Josef adịghị ewute ha.
Who are quaffing bowls of wine, and, with the best of oils, anointing themselves, —and are not afflicted for the injury of Joseph: —
7 Nʼihi ya, unu ga-abụ ndị a ga-ebu ụzọ mee ka ha jee biri nʼala ndị ọzọ. Na mberede, oke oriri unu na idina ala setịa onwe unu ga-akwụsị.
Therefore, at once, shall they go into exile among the first of the exiles, —so shall be disturbed the revelry of sprawlers.
8 Onye kachasị ihe niile elu, bụ Onyenwe anyị ewerela onwe ya ṅụọ iyi, Onyenwe anyị Chineke Onye pụrụ ime ihe niile ekwupụtala sị, “Ihe arụ ka mfụli elu nke Jekọb bụrụ m; ana m akpọkwa ebe ya niile e wusiri ike asị. Nʼihi ya, aghaghị m iwere obodo a na ihe niile dị ya nʼime nyefee nʼaka ndị ọzọ.”
Sworn hath the Lord, Yahweh, by his own life, Declareth Yahweh, God of hosts, abhorring am I, the grandeur of Jacob, and, his palaces, I hate, —therefore will I cast off the city and the fulness thereof.
9 Ma ọ bụrụ na mmadụ iri afọdụ nʼime otu ụlọ, ha niile aghaghị ịnwụ.
And it shall come to pass, though there be left remaining ten men in one house, yet shall they die;
10 Ma ọ bụrụ na nwanna, bụ onye nke na-aga ịkpọ anụ ahụ ndị a ọkụ, abata ibupụ ha nʼezi, ọ jụọ otu onye nọ nʼime ime ụlọ ahụ sị, “O nwere onye ọzọ gị na ya nọ?” Onye ahụ zaa, “Ọ dịghị,” mgbe ahụ nwanna ahụ ga-asị, “Nọọ jụụ. Anyị agaghị akpọ aha Onyenwe anyị.”
And a man’s near of kin, even he who is about to burn the bones, shall carry him out of the house, when he shall say to him that is in the hinder parts of the house—Are there yet any with thee? and he shall say—No one. Then shall he say—Hush! for we must not invoke the name of Yahweh.
11 Nʼihi na lee, Onyenwe anyị e nyela iwu. Ọ ghaghị itikpọsị ụlọ ukwu ndị ahụ, tiriekwa ụlọ nta ndị ahụ niile.
For lo! Yahweh, is giving command, and will smite the great house into ruins, —and the little house with clefts.
12 Ịnyịnya ọ na-agba ọsọ nʼelu nkume? Mmadụ ọ na-eji ehi abụọ e jikọtara ọnụ akọ elu osimiri? Ma unu atụgharịala ikpe ziri ezi mee ya ka ọ ghọọ nsi, mkpụrụ nke ezi omume ka unu mekwara ka ọ ghọọ ihe ilu.
Shall horses run upon crag? or will a man plough [there] with oxen? For ye have turned to poison the sentence of justice, and the fruit of righteousness, to wormwood:
13 Unu ndị na-aṅụrị ọṅụ nʼihi na unu meriri obodo Lo Deba, ndị na-asị, “Ọ bụghị site nʼike aka anyị ka anyị nwetakwara Kanaịm?”
Who rejoice in a thing of nought, —who say, Have we not by our own strength, taken to ourselves horns?
14 “Ma lee, aghaghị m ime ka otu mba bilie imegide unu, ụlọ Izrel,” otu a ka Onyenwe anyị Chineke Onye pụrụ ime ihe niile kwubiri ya. “Ha ga-emekpa unu ahụ site nʼụzọ niile site na Lebo Hamat ruo ndagwurugwu Araba.”
For behold me! raising up against you, O house of Israel, Declareth Yahweh, the God of hosts—a nation! And they shall crush you, from the entering in of Hamath, unto the torrent-bed of the waste plain.
