Amos 4
1 Montie asɛm yi, mo Basan “anantwie” a mowɔ Bepɔ Samaria so, mo mmaa a mohyɛ ahiafoɔ so, na moka mmɔborɔwa hyɛ na moka kyerɛ mo kununom sɛ, “Mommrɛ yɛn nsã!”
HEAR this word, ye kine of Bashan, that are in the mountain of Samaria, which oppress the poor, which crush the needy, which say to their masters, Bring, and let us drink.
2 Otumfoɔ Awurade de ne kronkronyɛ aka ntam sɛ, “Ampa ara ɛberɛ no bɛba a wɔde nkawa bɛtwe mo akɔ mo mu deɛ ɔtwa toɔ no wɔde nsuomnam darewa bɛtwe no.
The Lord God hath sworn by his holiness, that, lo, the days shall come upon you, that he will take you away with hooks, and your posterity with fishhooks.
3 Momu biara bɛpue akɔ, na mobɛfa ɔfasuo mu ntokuro mu, na wɔbɛto mo atwene Harmon fam,” sɛdeɛ Awurade seɛ nie.
And ye shall go out at the breaches, every cow at that which is before her; and ye shall cast them into the palace, saith the Lord.
4 “Monkɔ Bet-El nkɔyɛ bɔne na monkɔ Gilgal na mo nkɔyɛ bɔne ara. Momfa mo afɔrebɔdeɛ mmra anɔpa biara, na momfa mo ntotosoɔ dudu mmra mfeɛ mmiɛnsa biara.
Come to Beth-el, and transgress; at Gilgal multiply transgression; and bring your sacrifices every morning, and your tithes after three years:
5 Monhye mmɔreka burodo sɛ aseda afɔdeɛ; Momfa ayɛyɛdeɛ a ɛfiri mo pɛ mu nhoahoa mo ho, na momfa ntu mo ho, mo Israelfoɔ, na yei ne deɛ mopɛ sɛ moyɛ,” sɛdeɛ Otumfoɔ Awurade seɛ nie.
And offer a sacrifice of thanksgiving with leaven, and proclaim and publish the free offerings: for this liketh you, O ye children of Israel, saith the Lord God.
6 “Memaa yafunu daa mpan wɔ kuropɔn biara mu na aduane ho yɛɛ den wɔ nkuro so, nanso monnsane mmaa me nkyɛn,” sɛdeɛ Awurade seɛ nie.
And I also have given you cleanness of teeth in all your cities, and want of bread in all your places: yet have ye not returned unto me, saith the Lord.
7 “Mesane de osutɔ kamee mo ɛberɛ a aka abosome mmiɛnsa na otwa berɛ no aduru. Memaa osuo tɔɔ wɔ kuro baako so na mamma antɔ wɔ kuro foforɔ so. Afuo baako nyaa osutɔ afuo foforɔ annya bi na ɛhyeeɛ.
And also I have withholden the rain from you, when there were yet three months to the harvest: and I caused it to rain upon one city, and caused it not to rain upon another city: one piece was rained upon, and the piece whereupon it rained not withered.
8 Nnipa totɔɔ ntentan kyinii nkuro so pɛɛ nsuo nanso wɔannya dodo a ɛbɛso wɔn nom, nanso, monnsane mmaa me nkyɛn,” sɛdeɛ Awurade seɛ nie.
So two or three cities wandered unto one city, to drink water; but they were not satisfied: yet have ye not returned unto me, saith the Lord.
9 “Mpɛn bebree no mede nnɔbaeɛ yadeɛ ba mo mfikyifuo ne mo bobefuo so. Ntutummɛ sɛee mo borɔdɔma ne mo ngo nnua, nanso monnsane mmaa me nkyɛn,” sɛdeɛ Awurade seɛ nie.
I have smitten you with blasting and mildew: when your gardens and your vineyards and your fig trees and your olive trees increased, the palmerworm devoured them: yet have ye not returned unto me, saith the Lord.
10 “Mede ɔyaredɔm baa mo so sɛdeɛ mede yɛɛ Misraimfoɔ no, mede akofena kunkumm mo mmeranteɛ ne apɔnkɔ a mofaa wɔn nnommum. Mede mo nsramu hwa a ɛbɔn hyɛnee mo hwene mu, nanso, monnsane mmaa me nkyɛn,” sɛdeɛ Awurade seɛ nie.
I have sent among you the pestilence after the manner of Egypt: your young men have I slain with the sword, and have taken away your horses; and I have made the stink of your camps to come up unto your nostrils: yet have ye not returned unto me, saith the Lord.
11 “Metuu mo mu bi guiɛ sɛdeɛ metɔree Sodom ne Gomora ase no. Moyɛɛ sɛ gyentia a wɔatu afiri ogya mu. Nanso, monnsane mmaa me nkyɛn,” sɛdeɛ Awurade seɛ nie.
I have overthrown some of you, as God overthrew Sodom and Gomorrah, and ye were as a firebrand plucked out of the burning: yet have ye not returned unto me, saith the Lord.
12 “Enti afei, Israel, deɛ mede bɛyɛ wo nie, na ɛsiane sɛ mede yei bɛyɛ wo enti, siesie wo ho, Ao Israel. Hyia wo Onyankopɔn.”
Therefore thus will I do unto thee, O Israel: and because I will do this unto thee, prepare to meet thy God, O Israel.
13 Deɛ ɔyɛ mmepɔ na ɔbɔ mframa na ɔda nʼadwene adi kyerɛ nnipa, deɛ ɔma adekyeɛ hann dane esum na ɔnante asase sorɔnsorɔmmea so no. Asafo Awurade Onyankopɔn 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 darkness, and treadeth upon the high places of the earth, The Lord, The God of hosts, is his name.
