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!”

Listen to this word, you cows of Bashan, you who are in the mountain of Samaria, you who oppress the poor, you who crush the needy, you who say to your husbands, “Bring us drinks.”

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 Yahweh has sworn by his holiness, “Look, the days will come on you when they will take you away with hooks, the last of you with fishhooks.

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

You will go out through the breaks in the city wall, each one of you going straight through it, and you will be thrown out toward Harmon —this is Yahweh's declaration.”

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 to Bethel and sin, to Gilgal and multiply sin, bring your sacrifices every morning, your tithes every three days.

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.

Offer a thanksgiving sacrifice with bread; proclaim freewill offerings; announce them, for this pleases you, you people of Israel —this is the declaration of the Lord Yahweh.

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.

I gave you cleanness of teeth in all your cities and lack of bread in all your places. Yet you have not returned to me —this is Yahweh's declaration.

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.

I also withheld rain from you when there were still three months to the harvest. I caused it to rain on one city, and caused it not to rain on another city. One piece of land was rained on, but the piece of land where it did not rain 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.

Two or three cities staggered to another city to drink water, but were not satisfied. Yet you have not returned to me —this is Yahweh's declaration.

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 afflicted you with blight and mildew. The multitude of your gardens, your vineyards, your fig trees, and your olive trees— the locusts devoured them all. Yet you have not returned to me —this is Yahweh's declaration.

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 sent a plague on you as on Egypt. I killed your young men with the sword, carried away your horses, and made the stench of your camp come up to your nostrils. Yet you have not returned to me —this is Yahweh's declaration.

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 overthrew cities among you, as when God overthrew Sodom and Gomorrah. You were like a burning stick snatched out of the fire. Yet you have not returned to me —this is Yahweh's declaration.

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 I will do something terrible to you, Israel; and because I will do something terrible to you, prepare to meet your God, 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, look, he who forms the mountains also creates the wind, reveals his thoughts to mankind, makes the morning darkness, and treads on the high places of the earth. Yahweh, God of hosts, is his name.”