Amos 8
1 Ovo mi pokaza Gospod: gle, kotarica ljetnoga voæa.
Here, My Lord, Yahweh, gave me to see, —and lo! there was 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.
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 I pjesme æe crkvene biti ridanje u onaj dan, govori Gospod; biæe mnoštvo mrtvijeh tjelesa, koja æe se svuda pobacati muèeæi.
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 Èujte ovo, koji proždirete uboge i satirete siromahe u zemlji,
Hear this, ye who pant after the needy, and to make an end of the oppressed of the land:
5 Govoreæi: kad æe proæi mladina da prodajemo žito? i subota da otvorimo pšenicu? umaljujuæi efu i poveæavajuæi sikal i varajuæi lažnijem mjerilima;
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 Da kupujemo siromahe za novce i ubogoga za jedne opanke, i da prodajemo oèinke od pšenice.
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 Zakle se Gospod slavom Jakovljevom: neæu nigda zaboraviti nijednoga djela njihova.
Sworn hath Yahweh, by the Excellency of Jacob, —Surely I will never forget any of their doings!
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?
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 I u onaj dan, govori Gospod Gospod, uèiniæu da sunce zaðe u podne, i pomraèiæu zemlju za bijela dana.
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 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.
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 Gle, idu dani, govori Gospod Gospod, kad æu pustiti glad na zemlju, ne glad hljeba ni žeð vode, nego slušanja rijeèi Gospodnjih.
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 I potucaæe se od mora do mora, i od sjevera do istoka trèaæe tražeæi rijeè Gospodnju, i neæe je naæi.
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 U to æe vrijeme obamirati lijepe djevojke i mladiæi od žeði,
In that day, shall the fair virgins and the choice young men faint for 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.
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.
