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!”

Hear this word, O ye cows of Bashan, that are on the mount of Samaria, who oppress the poor, who crush the needy, who say to their lords, Bring, and let us drink.

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.

Sworn hath the Lord Eternal by his holiness, that, lo, days are coming over you, when men will carry you away with hooks, and your posterity with fishhooks.

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

And through breaches in the wall shall ye go out, every one through that before her: and ye shall cast off your proud greatness, 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.

Go then to Beth-el, and transgress; to Gilgal, [and] multiply transgression; and bring in the morning your sacrifices, after three days your tithes:

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 burn of leaven a sacrifice of thanksgiving, and proclaim and publish freewill-offerings; for so do you love [to do], O ye children of Israel, saith the Lord Eternal.

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.

But, I also had indeed given you cleanness of teeth in all your cities, and want of bread in all your places: and yet have ye not returned unto 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 I also had indeed withholden from you the rain, when it was yet three months to the harvest; and I caused it to rain upon one city, and upon another city I caused it not to rain; one piece of land was rained upon, and another piece whereupon it rained not became dried up;

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.

And two or three cities wandered unto one city, to drink water; but they were not satisfied: and yet have ye not returned unto 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 had smitten you with blasting and mildew; the multitude of your gardens and your vineyards and your fig-trees and your olive-trees did the caterpillar devour: and yet have ye not returned unto 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.

I had sent out against you the pestilence after the manner of Egypt; I slew your young men with the sword, together with your captive horses; and I had caused the stench of your camps to ascend even into your nostrils; and yet ye have not returned unto 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 had produced an overthrow among you, like the overthrow by God of Sodom and Gomorrah, and ye became like a fire-brand snatched out of the burning: and yet have ye not returned unto 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 will I do unto thee, O Israel: because then I will do this unto thee, prepare to meet 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 mountains, and createth the wind, and declareth unto man what is his thought, that maketh the morning-dawn [and] darkness, and treadeth upon the high places of the earth, — The Lord, the God of hosts, is his name.