ʻAmosi 6
1 Malaʻia kiate kinautolu ʻoku fakafiemālie kovi ʻi Saione, pea ʻoku falala ki he moʻunga ʻo Samēlia, ʻoku ui ko e tuʻu ki muʻa ʻi he ngaahi puleʻanga, ʻaia naʻe haʻu ki ai ʻae fale ʻo ʻIsileli!
Sorrow awaits who are carefree in Zion, overconfident on the mountain of Samaria! The elite of this, the best of nations, on whom the people of Israel rest their hopes!
2 Laka koe ki Kaline, pea vakai: pea ʻalu mei ai ki Hamati lahi: pea toki ʻalu hifo ki Kati ʻoe kakai Filisitia: ʻoku nau lelei lahi koā ʻi he ngaahi puleʻanga ni? Pe ʻoku lahi hake honau mata fonua, ʻi homou mata fonua?
You say to the people: Cross over to Calneh and see, go from there to Hamath the great, then go down to Gath of the Philistines: Are they better than these kingdoms? Is their territory larger than yours?
3 Ko kimoutolu ʻoku tuku mamaʻo atu ʻae ʻaho kovi, pea ʻoku pule ke ʻunuʻunu mai ʻae nofoʻa ʻoe fakamālohi;
You push away all thoughts of the evil day, yet have instituted a rule of violence.
4 Pea ʻoku tokoto ʻi he ngaahi mohenga lei, pea ʻoku fakatokoto ʻekinautolu ʻi he ngaahi tokotoʻanga, pea ʻoku kai ʻae fanga lami mei he fanga manu, pea mo e ʻuhiki pulu mei he fale manu;
They lie on ivory couches, sprawl on their divans, eat choice lambs from the flock, and fattened calves from the stall.
5 Pea ʻoku hivehiva ki he leʻo ʻoe meʻa faiva, pea ʻoku filioʻi ke ngaohi maʻanautolu ʻae ngaahi meʻa faiva ke hiva ʻaki, hangē ko Tevita;
They idly sing to the sound of the lyre, thinking themselves songwriters like David,
6 Pea ʻoku inu uaine mei he ngaahi ipu, pea ʻoku tākai ʻakinautolu ʻaki ʻae lolo mahuʻinga: ka ʻoku ʻikai te nau mamahi ʻi he tuʻutāmaki ʻa Siosefa.
they drink bowlfuls of wine, and anoint themselves with the finest of oil. But they do not grieve over the ruin of Joseph.
7 Ko ia te nau ʻalu ke pōpula mo e kakai ʻoku tomuʻa ʻalu ki he pōpula, pea ko e kātoanga kai ʻanautolu naʻe fakatokoto ʻe fetuku.
Therefore now they must go into exile at the head of the captives, and hushed will be the revelry of the sprawlers.
8 “Kuo fuakava ʻa Sihova ʻi heʻene ʻafio,” ʻoku pehē ʻe Sihova, ko e ʻOtua ʻoe ngaahi kautau, “ʻoku ou fehiʻa ki he lelei ʻo Sēkope, pea fākaliliʻa ki hono ngaahi fale fakaʻeiki; ko ia te u tukuange ʻae kolo mo ia kotoa pē ʻoku ʻi ai.
The Lord God, the Lord, the God of hosts, has sworn by himself: I abhor the pride of Jacob, I hate his palaces, therefore I will deliver up the city and all that is in it to their enemies.
9 Pea ʻe pehē, ka ai ha kau tangata ʻe toko hongofulu kuo tuku ʻi he fale ʻe taha, te nau mate.
If ten people remain in one house, then they will die.
10 “ʻE toʻo ʻae tangata ʻe heʻene tuʻasina, pea mo ia ne tutu ia, ke ʻomi ʻae ngaahi hui mei he fale, pea te ne pehē kiate ia ʻoku ʻi he veʻe fale, ‘ʻOku ai ha taha mo koe?’ Pea te ne pehē, ‘ʻIkai.’ Pea te ne toki pehē, ‘ʻOua te ke lea: he ʻoku tapu ke takua ʻae huafa ʻo Sihova.’
When the uncle and another member of the family of a dead man come to carry the body out of the house for burial, they will call to someone in a corner of the house, “Any more there?” and he will answer, “No”, and then he will add, “Be quiet!” – for the name of the Lord must not be mentioned.
11 “Koeʻuhi, vakai, ʻoku fekau ʻe Sihova, pea te ne taaʻi ʻae fale lahi ke avaava, pea mo e fale siʻi ke mafahifahi.
Look! The Lord is giving the command! He will smash the large house to bits, the small house into fragments.
12 ʻE lele koā ʻae fanga hoosi ʻi he funga maka? ʻE ai ha taha te ne toho huo ai ʻaki ʻae fanga pulu? He kuo mou liliu ʻae fakamaau ko e ʻahu, pea ko e fua ʻoe angatonu ko e hemiloki:
Do horses gallop on crags? Does one plough the sea with oxen? Yet you turn justice into poison weed, and the fruit of righteousness into bitter wormwood.
13 ʻAkimoutolu ʻoku fiefia ʻi he meʻa noa pe, pea lea pehē, ‘ʻIkai kuo tau maʻu ʻae nifo, ʻi hotau mālohi pe?’”
You who are so proud of capturing Lo-debar, who say, “Have we not by our own strength taken Karnaim for ourselves?”
14 Ka ʻoku pehē ʻe Sihova, ko e ʻOtua ʻoe ngaahi kautau, “Vakai; te u fokotuʻu kiate kimoutolu ha puleʻanga, ʻe fale ʻo ʻIsileli; pea te nau fakamamahi ʻakimoutolu mei he hūʻanga ki Hamati ʻo aʻu ki he vaitafe ʻoe toafa.”
I am now raising up against you, Israel, a nation, says the Lord, the God of hosts. They will oppress you, from the entrance of Hamath to the brook of the Arabah.
