Amos 7
1 This is what the Lord God showed me: he was forming a swarm of locusts, when the late spring grass began to come up after the king’s share had been harvested.
Ihe a ka Onye kachasị ihe niile elu, bụ Onyenwe anyị mere ka m hụ. Lee, ọ na-akwado igwe igurube nke ga-abịa bibie ihe ubi niile ga-etopụta mgbe e burula ụzọ wee ihe ubi nke mbụ nke a na-enye eze, dịka ihe ruuru ya.
2 And when they had finished devouring all the land’s vegetation, I said: ‘Lord God, forgive, I beg you! How can Jacob survive, for he is so helpless?’
Mgbe ha tachara ahịhịa niile dị nʼala ahụ, etiri m mkpu: “Onye kachasị ihe niile elu, bụ Onyenwe anyị biko arịọọ m gị, gbaghara. Jekọb ọ ga-esi aṅa guzosie ike? Lee, ọ dịkarịrị nta.”
3 The Lord relented. This will not happen,’ said the Lord.
Onyenwe anyị chegharịrị banyere ihe ndị a. Onyenwe anyị kwuru sị, “Ihe dị otu a agaghị emekwa.”
4 This is what he showed me: the Lord God was giving command to execute judgment by fire. It burned up the great deep, and had begun to devour the fields, and I said:
Ihe a ka Onye kachasị ihe niile elu, bụ Onyenwe anyị gosiri m: Lee, Onye kachasị ihe niile elu, bụ Onyenwe anyị na-akpọku ọkụ iji ya kpee ikpe. Ọkụ ahụ repịara ogbu mmiri, repịakwa ala ahụ niile.
5 ‘Lord God, forgive, I beg you! How can Jacob survive, for he is so helpless?’
Mgbe ahụ, asịrị m, “Onye kachasị ihe niile elu, bụ Onyenwe anyị biko, arịọọ m gị kwụsị! Olee otu Jekọb ga-esi guzosie ike? Lee na ọ dịkarịrị nta!”
6 The Lord relented. ‘This will not happen either,’ said the Lord.
Onyenwe anyị chegharịrị banyere ihe ndị a. Onye kachasị ihe niile elu, bụ Onyenwe anyị kwuru, “Ihe dị otu a agaghị emekwa.”
7 This is what the Lord God showed me: the Lord was standing beside a wall built with a plumb line, with a plumb line in his hand.
Nke a ka o gosiri m, lee, Onyenwe anyị na-eguzo nʼakụkụ mgbidi nke e ji ihe ịtụ mgbidi tụọ nke ọma, o jikwa ihe ịtụ mgbidi nʼaka ya.
8 And the Lord said to me, ‘What do you see, Amos?’ And I answered, ‘A plumb line,’ Then the Lord said, ‘Watch: I am setting a plumb line in the midst of my people Israel, I will no longer overlook their crookedness.
Onyenwe anyị sịrị m, “Emọs, gịnị ka ị na-ahụ?” Asịrị m, “Ihe ịtụ mgbidi.” Mgbe ahụ, Onyenwe anyị kwuru, “Lee, mụ onwe m na-edo ihe ịtụ mgbidi nʼetiti ndị m bụ Izrel, agaghịkwa m esi ebe ha nọ gafee.
9 And the high places of Isaac will be desolate, the sanctuaries of Israel will be laid waste, and I will rise up against the house of Jeroboam with the sword.’
“Ebe niile e wuliri elu nke Aịzik aghaghị ịbụ ebe e mebiri emebi, ebe nsọ niile nke Izrel aghaghị ịbụ ebe tọgbọrọ nʼefu, aghakwaghị m iweli mma agha m elu iji megide ụlọ Jeroboam.”
10 Then Amaziah, chief priest of Bethel sent this message to King Jeroboam of Israel: ‘Amos has conspired against you right in the heart of Israel. The country cannot survive all his words.
Mgbe ahụ, Amazaya onye nchụaja nọ na Betel zigaara Jeroboam bụ eze Izrel ozi na-asị, “Emọs na-akwalị izu nzuzo ka ọ megide gị nʼetiti ụlọ Izrel, ala apụghị ibu okwu niile sị ya nʼọnụ apụta.
11 Amos has said, “Jeroboam will die by the sword, and Israel will be led away captive out of their land.”’
Nke bụ ihe Emọs nọ na-asị, “‘Jeroboam aghaghị ịnwụ site na mma agha, Izrel aghakwaghị isite nʼala amụrụ ha jee biri nʼala ọzọ, dịka ndị a dọtara nʼagha.’”
12 And Amaziah said to Amos, ‘Leave, you who see visions, go to the land of Judah. Earn your bread there and prophesy there,
Mgbe ahụ, Amazaya gwara Emọs, “Gị onye ọhụ ụzọ, gbara ọsọ gbalaa ala Juda. Jee nʼebe ahụ, rie achịcha nke sitere nʼibu amụma gị, nọrọkwa nʼebe ahụ buo amụma gị.
13 but don’t prophesy any more at Bethel, for it is the king’s sanctuary, and it is the royal residence.’
Ebula amụma ọzọ na Betel, nʼihi na ọ bụ ebe nsọ nke eze, ọ bụkwa ụlọnsọ ukwu nke alaeze ya.”
14 ‘I am no prophet,’ Amos answered Amaziah, ‘nor trained as one. I am a shepherd and a keeper of sycamores fig trees.
Mgbe ahụ, Emọs zaghachiri Amazaya, “Ọ dịghị mgbe m bụ onye amụma, abụkwaghị m nwa onye amụma, kama abụ m onye na-elekọta igwe ewu na atụrụ, na onye ọrụ na-azụ osisi sikamọ.
15 But the Lord took me away from following the flock, and the Lord said to me, “Go, prophesy to my people Israel.”
Ma Onyenwe anyị sitere nʼebe ịzụ igwe ewu na atụrụ kpọpụta m, Onyenwe anyị sịrị m: ‘Gaa buoro ndị m Izrel amụma.’
16 Now therefore listen to the Lord’s message: “You say not to prophesy against Israel, nor to preach against the house of Isaac.
Nʼihi ya, ugbu a nụrụ okwu Onyenwe anyị, ma unu na-asị, “‘Ebula amụma megide Izrel, ekwukwala okwu megide ụlọ Aịzik.’
17 But the Lord says: Your wife will become a prostitute in the city, your sons and your daughters will fall by the sword, your land will be divided up, you will die on unclean soil, and Israel will be led away captive out of their land.”’
“Ya mere, otu a ka Onyenwe anyị kwuru, “‘Nwunye gị ga-aghọ nwanyị na-agba akwụna nʼime obodo. Ụmụ gị ndị nwoke na ndị nwanyị ka a ga-eji mma agha gbuo. A ga-atụ ala gị nʼihe ọtụtụ, kewasịa ya nye ndị ọzọ, ma gị onwe gị ga-anwụ nʼala rụrụ arụ. A ghakwaghị ịdọta Izrel nʼagha mee ka ha gaa biri nʼala ndị mba ọzọ.’”
