Amos 6
1 Nnome nka mo a mugye mo ho di wɔ Sion, ne mo a mo asom adwo mo wɔ Samaria bepɔw so, mo atitiriw a mowɔ ɔman a edi kan mu, a Israelfo ba mo nkyɛn!
Woe to those at ease in Zion and those secure on Mount Samaria, the distinguished ones of the foremost nation, to whom the house of Israel comes.
2 Monkɔ Kalne nkɔhwɛ hɔ. Na mumfi hɔ nkɔ Hamat kɛse mu, munsian nkɔ Gat a ɛwɔ Filistia. Woye sen mo ahemman abien no? Wɔn asase no so sen mo de no ana?
Cross over to Calneh and see; go from there to the great Hamath; then go down to Gath of the Philistines. Are you better than these kingdoms? Is their territory larger than yours?
3 Mutu da bɔne hyɛ da na motwe atemmuda bɛn.
You dismiss the day of calamity and bring near a reign of violence.
4 Modeda asonse mpa so mugye mo ahome wɔ mo nnae mu, na mowe nguantenmma ne nantwimma a wɔadodɔ srade nam.
You lie on beds inlaid with ivory, and lounge upon your couches. You dine on lambs from the flock and calves from the stall.
5 Mode mo sankuten to ahuhunnwom, na mobɔ mo tirim yɛ nnwom wɔ mo nnwontode so te sɛ Dawid.
You improvise songs on the harp like David and invent your own musical instruments.
6 Monom nsa wɔ nkora mu na mode sradehuam papa yɛ mo ho, na munni awerɛhow wɔ Yosef sɛe ho.
You drink wine by the bowlful and anoint yourselves with the finest oils, but you fail to grieve over the ruin of Joseph.
7 Ɛno nti, mobɛka wɔn a wodi kan twa wɔn asu no ho; na mo aponto ne mo ahomegye to betwa.
Therefore, you will now go into exile as the first of the captives, and your feasting and lounging will come to an end.
8 Otumfo Awurade aka ne ho ntam na nea Asafo Awurade Nyankopɔn se ni: “Mikyi Yakob ahomaso na mempɛ nʼaban; mede kuropɔn no bɛma ne nea ɛwɔ mu nyinaa.”
The Lord GOD has sworn by Himself—the LORD, the God of Hosts, has declared: “I abhor Jacob’s pride and detest his citadels, so I will deliver up the city and everything in it.”
9 Sɛ wogyaw nnipa du wɔ ofi baako mu a, wɔn nso bewuwu.
And if there are ten men left in one house, they too will die.
10 Na sɛ obusuani a ɔrebɛhyew awufo no ba sɛ ɔrebɛfa wɔn afi fie hɔ na obisa obi a wakɔtɛw se, “Obi ka wo ho ana?” Na obua se, “Dabi” a, afei ɔbɛka se, “Mua wʼano!” Ɛnsɛ sɛ wɔbɔ Awurade din.
And when the relative who is to burn the bodies picks them up to remove them from the house, he will call to one inside, “Is anyone else with you?” “None,” that person will answer. “Silence,” the relative will retort, “for the name of the LORD must not be invoked.”
11 Na Awurade ahyɛ mmara na obebubu afi akɛse no mu asinasin ne afi nketewa no nso mu nketenkete.
For the LORD gives a command: “The great house will be smashed to pieces, and the small house to rubble.”
12 Apɔnkɔ tu mmirika wɔ abotan a apaapae so ana? Na obi de nantwi funtum hɔ ana? Nanso moadan atɛntrenee ayɛ no awuduru. Na trenee nso ayɛ nwenweenwen.
“Do horses gallop on the cliffs? Does one plow the sea with oxen? But you have turned justice into poison and the fruit of righteousness into wormwood—
13 Mo a mo ani gye Lo-debar nkogu ho, na mubisa se, “Ɛnyɛ yɛn ahoɔden na yɛde dii Karnaim so ana?”
you who rejoice in Lo-debar and say, ‘Did we not take Karnaim by our own strength?’
14 Nea Asafo Awurade Nyankopɔn se ni: “Mɛhwanyan ɔman bi abetia mo, Israelfo, nea ɔbɛhyɛ mo so afi Lebo Hamat akosi Araba bon mu.”
For behold, I will raise up a nation against you, O house of Israel,” declares the LORD, the God of Hosts, “and they will oppress you from Lebo-hamath to the Brook of the Arabah.”
