Amos 7
1 Soleis let Herren, Herren meg sjå: Det var ein som skapa grashoppar då håi for til og spratt, det var håi etter kongens slått.
These things the Lord God has revealed to me. And behold, the locust was formed at the beginning of the germination during the latter rains, and behold, the latter rains came after the thundering of the king.
2 Og då dei var ferdige reint med å eta upp grøda i landet, då sagde eg: «Herre, Herre, tilgjev! Kor gjeng det no med Jakob som liten er?»
And it happened, when they had finally eaten all the grass in the land, that I said, “Lord God, be gracious, I beg you. Who will raise up Jacob, for he is little?”
3 Då angra Herren det. «Det skal ikkje henda, » sagde Herren.
The Lord has been merciful about this. “It will not be,” said the Lord.
4 Soleis let Herren, Herren, meg sjå: Til straffar kalla han elden fram, Herren, Herren, og han åt det store djupet han nærpå åt åkerlandet med.
These things the Lord God has revealed to me. And behold, the Lord God called for judgment unto fire, and it devoured the manifold abyss, and it consumed simultaneously in every direction.
5 Då sagde eg: «Herre, Herre, haldt upp! Kor gjeng det med Jakob som liten er?»
And I said, “Lord God, cease, I beg you. Who will raise up Jacob, for he is little?”
6 Då angra Herren det. «Ikkje dette heller skal henda», sagde Herren, Herren.
The Lord has been merciful about this. “And even this will not be,” said the Lord God.
7 Soleis let han meg sjå: Eg såg Herren standa på ein loddmur med blylodd i handi.
These things the Lord revealed to me. And behold, the Lord was standing near a plastered wall, and in his hand was a mason’s trowel.
8 Og Herren sagde til meg: «Kva er det, Amos, du ser?» Og eg svara: «Eit blylodd.» Og Herren sagde: «Ja, eg skal loddet bruka millom mitt folk Israel. Ikkje vil eg meir spara det no.
And the Lord said to me, “What do you see, Amos?” And I said, “A mason’s trowel.” And the Lord said, “Behold, I will place the trowel in the midst of my people Israel. I will no longer plaster over them.
9 Isaks haugar skal tynast, og Israels heilagdomar herjast, mot Jeroboams hus eg ris upp med sverd.»
And the heights of the idol will be demolished, and the sanctuaries of Israel will be desolate. And I will rise up against the house of Jeroboam with the sword.”
10 Men Amasja, presten i Betel, sende bod til Jeroboam, Israels-kongen, med sovorne ord: «Amos emnar på uppreist imot deg midt i Israels hus. Landet kann ikkje greida all røda hans.
And Amaziah, the priest of Bethel, sent to Jeroboam king of Israel, saying: “Amos has rebelled against you in the midst of the house of Israel. The land is not able to withstand all his sermons.
11 For soleis talar Amos: «Jeroboam skal døy for sverd, og Israel førast burt frå sitt land.»»
For Amos says this: ‘Jeroboam will die by the sword, and Israel will be taken captive out of their own land.’”
12 Og Amasja sagde til Amos: «Du sjåar, burt med deg! Far din veg til Judalandet! Der kann du tena ditt brød, og der kann du vera profet!
And Amaziah said to Amos, “You, seer, go out and flee into the land of Judah, and eat bread there, and prophesy there.
13 I Betel skal du ikkje driva lenger som profet, for det er kongeleg heilagdom og rikstempel her.»
And in Bethel, do not prophesy any longer, because it is the king’s sanctuary, and it is the house of the kingdom.”
14 Då svara Amos Amasja so: «Ikkje er eg profet, og ikkje profetsvein, ein hyrding er eg, og steller med morbærtre.
And Amos responded, and he said to Amasias, “I am not a prophet, and I am not the son of a prophet, but I am a herdsman plucking from wild fig trees.
15 Men Herren tok meg burt frå hjordi, og Herren sagde til meg: «Gakk og ver profet for mitt folk Israel!»
And the Lord took me, when I was following the flock, and the Lord said to me, ‘Go, prophesy to my people Israel.’”
16 Og no skal du høyra ordet frå Herren. So segjer du: «Ver ikkje profet for Israel. Og ikkje du preike mot Isaks hus!»
And now, hear the word of the Lord: You say, “You will not prophesy about Israel, and you will not rain your words upon the house of the idol.”
17 Difor so talar Herren: Di kona vert skjøkja i byen, dine søner og døtter skal falla for sverd, med mælesnor vert gjordet ditt bytt, du sjølv i eit ureint land skal døy, og Israel førast burt frå sitt land.»
Because of that, the Lord says this: “Your wife will fornicate in the city, and your sons and your daughters will fall by the sword, and your soil will be measured with a string. And you will die on polluted land, and Israel will be taken into captivity out of their land.”
