Amos 8
1 Ovo mi pokaza Gospod: gle, kotarica ljetnoga voæa.
The Lord God showed me this: a basket of summer fruit.
2 I reèe: što vidiš, Amose? A ja rekoh: kotaricu ljetnoga voæa. A Gospod mi reèe: doðe kraj narodu mojemu Izrailju, neæu ga više prolaziti.
‘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 I pjesme æe crkvene biti ridanje u onaj dan, govori Gospod; biæe mnoštvo mrtvijeh tjelesa, koja æe se svuda pobacati muèeæi.
The singing women in the palace will howl on that day, says the Lord: Corpses everywhere, thrown out in silence.
4 Èujte ovo, koji proždirete uboge i satirete siromahe u zemlji,
Listen to this, you who trample on the needy, who oppress the poor of the earth,
5 Govoreæi: kad æe proæi mladina da prodajemo žito? i subota da otvorimo pšenicu? umaljujuæi efu i poveæavajuæi sikal i varajuæi lažnijem mjerilima;
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 Da kupujemo siromahe za novce i ubogoga za jedne opanke, i da prodajemo oèinke od pšenice.
mixing the sweepings in with the wheat. Then we can buy the poor for money, the needy for a pair of shoes.
7 Zakle se Gospod slavom Jakovljevom: neæu nigda zaboraviti nijednoga djela njihova.
Now the Lord has taken an oath by the Pride of Jacob: I will never forget all their deeds!
8 Neæe li se zemlja potresti od toga, i protužiti svaki koji živi na njoj? i neæe li se sva razliti kao rijeka? i neæe li se odnijeti i potopiti kao od rijeke Misirske?
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 I u onaj dan, govori Gospod Gospod, uèiniæu da sunce zaðe u podne, i pomraèiæu zemlju za bijela dana.
On that day, says the Lord God, I will make the sun set at noon and darken the earth in broad daylight.
10 I pretvoriæu praznike vaše u žalost i sve pjesme vaše u plaè, i metnuæu kostrijet oko svijeh bedara, i uèiniæu da svaka glava oæelavi i da bude žalost kao za jedincem, i kraj æe joj biti kao gorak dan.
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 Gle, idu dani, govori Gospod Gospod, kad æu pustiti glad na zemlju, ne glad hljeba ni žeð vode, nego slušanja rijeèi Gospodnjih.
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 I potucaæe se od mora do mora, i od sjevera do istoka trèaæe tražeæi rijeè Gospodnju, i neæe je naæi.
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 U to æe vrijeme obamirati lijepe djevojke i mladiæi od žeði,
In that day beautiful girls and strong young men will faint from thirst.
14 Koji se kunu krivicom Samarijskom i govore: tako da je živ Bog tvoj, Dane, i tako da je živ put u Virsaveju. I pašæe, i neæe više ustati.
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.
