Amos 4

1 Muntie asɛm yi, mo Basan “anantwi” a mowɔ Bepɔw Samaria so, mo mmea a mohyɛ ahiafo so, na moka mmɔborɔfo hyɛ na moka kyerɛ mo kununom se, “Mommrɛ yɛn nsa!”

Heare this worde, ye kine of Bashan that are in the mountaine of Samaria, which oppresse the poore, and destroy the needie, and they say to their masters, Bring, and let vs drinke.

2 Otumfo Awurade de ne kronkronyɛ aka ntam se, “Ampa ara bere no bɛba a wɔde nkaa bɛtwe mo akɔ; mo mu nea otwa to no, wɔde nsumnam darewa bɛtwe no.

The Lord God hath sworne by his holines, that loe, the dayes shall come vpon you, that hee wil take you away with thornes, and your posteritie with fish hookes.

3 Mo mu biara bepue akɔ, na mobɛfa ɔfasu mu ntokuru mu, na wɔbɛtow mo akyene Harmon fam,” sɛnea Awurade se ni.

And ye shall goe out at the breaches euery kow forward: and ye shall cast your selues out of the palace, saith the Lord.

4 “Monkɔ Bet-El nkɔyɛ bɔne na monkɔ Gilgal na monkɔyɛ bɔne ara. Momfa mo afɔrebɔde mmra anɔpa biara, na momfa mo ntotoso du du mmra mfe abiɛsa biara.

Come to Beth-el, and transgresse: to Gilgal, and multiplie transgression, and bring your sacrifices in the morning, and your tithes after three yeres.

5 Monhyew mmɔkaw brodo sɛ aseda afɔre; Momfa ayɛyɛde a efi mo pɛ mu nhoahoa mo ho, na momfa ntu mo ho, mo Israelfo, na eyi ne nea mopɛ sɛ moyɛ,” sɛnea Otumfo Awurade se ni.

And offer a thankesgiuing of leauen, publish and proclaime the free offrings: for this liketh you, O ye children of Israel, saith the Lord God.

6 “Memaa ɔyafunu daa mpan wɔ kuropɔn biara mu na aduan ho yɛɛ den wɔ nkurow so, nanso monnsan mmaa me nkyɛn ɛ,” sɛnea Awurade se ni.

And therefore haue I giuen you cleannes of teeth in all your cities, and scarcenesse of bread in all your places, yet haue ye not returned vnto me, saith the Lord.

7 “Mesan de osu kamee mo, bere a aka asram abiɛsa na otwabere no adu. Memaa osu tɔɔ wɔ kurow baako so na mamma antɔ wɔ kurow foforo so. Afuw baako nyaa osu afuw foforo annya bi na hyewee.

And also I haue withholden the raine from you, when there were yet three moneths to the haruest, and I caused it to raine vpon one citie, and haue not caused it to raine vpon another citie: one piece was rained vpon, and the piece whereupon it rained not, withered.

8 Nnipa totɔɔ ntintan kyinii nkurow so pɛɛ nsu nanso wɔannya dodow a ɛbɛso wɔn nom, nanso monnsan mmaa me nkyɛn ɛ,” sɛnea Awurade se ni.

So two or three cities wandred vnto one citie to drinke water, but they were not satisfied: yet haue ye not returned vnto me, saith the Lord.

9 “Mpɛn pii no mede nnɔbae yare ba mo mfikyifuw ne mo bobefuw so. Mmoadabi sɛee mo borɔdɔma ne mo ngonnua, nanso monnsan mmaa me nkyɛn ɛ,” sɛnea Awurade se ni.

I haue smitten you with blasting, and mildewe: your great gardens and your vineyardes, and your figtrees, and your oliue trees did the palmer worme deuoure: yet haue ye not returned vnto me, saith the Lord.

10 “Mede ɔyaredɔm baa mo so sɛnea mede yɛɛ Misraimfo no, mede afoa kunkum mo mmerante ne apɔnkɔ a mofaa wɔn nnommum mede mo nsra mu hua a ɛbɔn hyɛn mo hwene mu, nanso, monnsan mmaa me nkyɛn ɛ,” sɛnea Awurade se ni.

Pestilence haue I sent among you, after the maner of Egypt: your yong men haue I slaine with the sworde, and haue taken away your horses: and I haue made the stinke of your tentes to come vp euen into your nostrels: yet haue yee not returned vnto me, saith the Lord.

11 “Mituu mo mu bi guu sɛnea metɔree Sodom ne Gomora ase no. Moyɛɛ sɛ gyentia a wɔatu afi ogya mu. Nanso monnsan mmaa me nkyɛn ɛ,” sɛnea Awurade se ni.

I haue ouerthrowe you, as God ouerthrew Sodom and Gomorah: and ye were as a firebrand pluckt out of the burning: yet haue ye not returned vnto me, saith the Lord.

12 “Enti afei, Israel, nea mede bɛyɛ wo ni, na esiane sɛ mede eyi bɛyɛ wo nti, siesie wo ho, Israel. Hyia wo Nyankopɔn.”

Therefore, thus wil I do vnto thee, O Israel: and because I wil doe this vnto thee, prepare to meete thy God, O Israel.

13 Nea ɔyɛ mmepɔw na ɔbɔ mframa na ɔda nʼadwene adi kyerɛ nnipa, nea ɔma adekyee hann dan sum na ɔnantew asase sorɔnsorɔmmea so no. Asafo Awurade Nyankopɔn ne ne din.

For lo, he that formeth the mountaines, and createth the winde, and declareth vnto man what is his thought: which maketh the morning darkenesse, and walketh vpon the hie places of the earth, the Lord God of hostes is his Name.