Amos 2
1 Èyí ni ohun tí Olúwa wí, “Nítorí ẹ̀ṣẹ̀ mẹ́ta ti Moabu, àní fún mẹ́rin, Èmi kò ní yí ìpinnu ìjìyà mi padà, nítorí ó ti sun ún, di eérú, egungun ọba Edomu,
Thus, saith Yahweh, Because of three transgressions of Moab, and because of four, will I not turn it back, —Because he burned the bones of the King of Edom to lime,
2 Èmi yóò rán iná sí orí Moabu èyí tí yóò jó àwọn ààfin Kerioti run. Moabu yóò sì kú pẹ̀lú ariwo pẹ̀lú igbe àti pẹ̀lú ìró ìpè.
Therefore will I send a fire into Moab, which shall devour the palaces of Kerioth—and Moab, shall die with tumult, with war- cry, with the sound of a horn;
3 Èmi yóò ké onídàájọ́ rẹ̀ kúrò, Èmi yóò sì pa gbogbo àwọn ọmọ-aládé rẹ́ nínú rẹ̀,” ni Olúwa wí.
And I will cut off the judge out of her midst, and, all her rulers, will I slay with him, saith Yahweh.
4 Èyí ni ohun tí Olúwa wí, “Nítorí ẹ̀ṣẹ̀ mẹ́ta ti Juda, àní fún mẹ́rin, Èmi kò ní yí ìpinnu ìjìyà mi padà. Nítorí wọn ti kọ òfin Olúwa sílẹ̀, wọn kò sì pa àwọn ìlànà rẹ̀ mọ́. Nítorí àwọn òrìṣà ti sì wọ́n lọ́nà, òrìṣà tí àwọn Baba ńlá wọn ń tẹ̀lé,
Thus, saith Yahweh, Because of three transgressions of Judah, and because of four, will I not turn it back, —Because they have rejected the law of Yahweh, and, his statutes, have not kept, but their falsehoods, have led them astray, after the which their fathers, did walk,
5 Èmi yóò rán iná sí orí Juda èyí tí yóò jó àwọn ààfin Jerusalẹmu run.”
Therefore will I send a fire upon Judah, —which shall devour the palaces of Jerusalem.
6 Èyí ni ohun tí Olúwa wí: “Nítorí ẹ̀ṣẹ̀ mẹ́ta Israẹli àní fún mẹ́rin, Èmi kò ní yí ìpinnu ìjìyà mi padà. Wọ́n ta olódodo fún fàdákà àti aláìní fún bàtà ẹsẹ̀ méjèèjì.
Thus, saith Yahweh, Because of three transgressions of Israel, and because of four, will I not turn it back, —Because they have sold—for silver—the righteous, and the needy—for a pair of shoes:
7 Wọ́n fi ẹsẹ̀ tẹ orí àwọn tálákà mọ́lẹ̀, bí wọ́n ti ń tẹ erùpẹ̀ ilẹ̀ tí wọ́n ko sì ṣe òtítọ́ si àwọn tí a ni lára. Baba àti ọmọ ń wọlé tọ wúńdíá kan náà, láti ba orúkọ mímọ́ mi jẹ́.
Who strive to bring the dust of the earth on the head of the poor, and, the way of the oppressed, they pervert, —Yea, a man and his own father, go in unto the maid, to profane my holy Name!
8 Wọ́n dùbúlẹ̀ lẹ́bàá a pẹpẹ, lórí aṣọ tí wọ́n fi jẹ́ ẹ̀jẹ́ ní ilé òrìṣà wọn wọ́n sì mu ọtí tí wọ́n san fún ìtánràn.
And, on pledged garments, they recline, beside every altar, —and, exacted wine, do they drink, in the house of their God.
9 “Mo pa àwọn ará Amori run níwájú wọn gíga ẹni tí ó dàbí igi kedari. Òun sì le koko bí igi óákù mo pa èso rẹ̀ run láti òkè wá àti egbò rẹ̀ láti ìsàlẹ̀ wá.
Yet it was, I, who destroyed the Amorite, from before them, whose height was, like the height of cedars, and, strong, was he, like the oaks, —but I destroyed his fruit above, and his roots beneath.
10 Èmi mú un yín gòkè láti ilẹ̀ Ejibiti wá, mo sì sìn yín la aginjù já ní ogójì ọdún láti fi ilẹ̀ àwọn ará Amori fún un yín.
And it was, I, who brought you up out of the land of Egypt, —and led you in the desert, forty years, to take possession of the land of the Amorites;
11 “Èmi sì tún gbé àwọn wòlíì dìde láàrín àwọn ọmọ yín àti láàrín àwọn ọ̀dọ́mọkùnrin yín láti jẹ Nasiri èyí kò ha jẹ́ òtítọ́ bí ará Israẹli?” ni Olúwa wí.
And I raised up, of your sons, for prophets, and, of your young men, for Nazirites, —Was it not even so, ye sons of Israel? Demandeth Yahweh;
12 “Ṣùgbọ́n ẹ̀yin fún àwọn Nasiri ní ọtí mu e sì pàṣẹ fún àwọn wòlíì kí wọ́n má ṣe sọtẹ́lẹ̀.
And yet ye caused the Nazirites to drink wine, —and, on the prophet, laid ye command, saying, Ye shall not prophesy!
13 “Ní báyìí, èmi yóò tẹ̀ yín mọ́lẹ̀ bí kẹ̀kẹ́ tí ó kún fún ìtí ti í tẹ̀.
Lo! I, am pressed under you, —as a full cart is pressed by its sheaves,
14 Ẹni tí ó yára bí àṣá kò ní rí ọ̀nà àbáyọ alágbára kò ní le è dúró lé agbára rẹ̀ jagunjagun kì yóò le gba ẹ̀mí ara rẹ̀ là.
Therefore shall flight, perish, from the swift, and, the mighty, shall not invigorate his strength, —nor shall, the hero, escape with his life;
15 Tafàtafà kì yóò dúró lórí ẹsẹ̀ rẹ̀ bẹ́ẹ̀ ni ẹni tí ó gún ẹṣin kì yóò gba ẹ̀mí ara rẹ̀ là.
Nor, he that handleth the bow, make a stand, and, the swift on his feet, shall not escape, —nor, he that rideth on a horse, escape with his life:
16 Àní jagunjagun tí ó gbóyà jùlọ yóò sálọ ní ìhòhò ní ọjọ́ náà,” ni Olúwa wí.
Nay, he that is stout in his heart, among heroes, naked, shall flee, in that day, Declareth Yahweh.
