Amos 7
1 These things the Lord God shewed to me: and behold the locust was formed in the beginning of the shooting up of the latter rain, and lo, it was the latter rain after the king’s mowing.
Deɛ Otumfoɔ Awurade yi kyerɛɛ me nie: na ɔreboaboa ntutummɛ bebree ano, abɛto wɔn agu asase no so. Yei yɛ ɛberɛ a wɔatwa ɔhene kyɛfa afiri mfuo no so na mfudeɛ no renyini bio.
2 And it came to pass, that when they had made an end of eating the grass of the land, I said: O Lord God, be merciful, I beseech thee: who shall raise up Jacob, for he is very little?
Ɛberɛ a mmoadabi no awe asase no so nnɔbaeɛ nyinaa no, me teaam sɛ, “Otumfoɔ Awurade, mesrɛ wo, fa wo nkurɔfoɔ bɔne kyɛ wɔn! Yakob rentumi nnyina, ɛfiri sɛ, ɔyɛ ɔman ketewa bi.”
3 The Lord had pity upon this: It shall not be, said the Lord.
Ɛno enti, Awurade bo dwooɛ. Na ɔgyaee nʼatirimpɔ no. Ɔkaa sɛ, “Merenyɛ.”
4 These things the Lord God shewed to me: and behold the Lord called for judgment unto fire, and it devoured the great deep, and ate up a part at the same time.
Deɛ Otumfoɔ Awurade yi kyerɛɛ me nie: Otumfoɔ Awurade de ogya rebɛbu atɛn; ɛbɛwee ebunu kɛseɛ no na ɛsɛee asase no.
5 And I said: O Lord God, cease, I beseech thee, who shall raise up Jacob, for he is a little one?
Na me teaam sɛ, “Ao, Otumfoɔ Awurade, mesrɛ wo, gyae. Yakob rentumi nnyina, ɛfiri sɛ, ɔyɛ ɔman ketewa bi.”
6 The Lord had pity upon this. Yea this also shall not be, said the Lord God.
Ɛno enti, Awurade bo dwooɛ na ɔkaa sɛ, “Mɛgyae mʼatirimpɔ yi nso.”
7 These things the Lord shewed to me: and behold the Lord was standing upon a plastered wall, and in his hand a mason’s trowel.
Yei ne deɛ ɔyi kyerɛɛ me: Na Awurade gyina ɔfasuo a wɔato no kyirebenn ho, a kyirebennyɛ ahoma kura no.
8 And the Lord said to me: What seest thou, Amos? And I said: A mason’s trowel. And the Lord said: Behold, I will lay down the trowel in the midst of my people Israel. I will plaster them over no more.
Na Awurade bisaa me sɛ, “Amos, ɛdeɛn na wohunu?” Mebuaa sɛ, “Kyirebennyɛ ahoma.” Na Awurade kaa sɛ, “Mede kyirebennyɛ ahoma yi reto me nkurɔfoɔ Israelfoɔ ho; meremfa wɔn ho nkyɛ wɔn bio.
9 And the high places of the idol shall be thrown down, and the sanctuaries of Israel shall be laid waste: and I will rise up against the house of Jeroboam with the sword.
“Wɔbɛsɛe Isak sorɔnsorɔmmea na Israel kronkron tenabea nso wɔbɛbubu no; mede mʼakofena bɛsɔre atia Yeroboam efie.”
10 And Amasias the priest of Bethel sent to Jeroboam king of Israel, saying: Amos hath rebelled against thee in the midst of the house of Israel: the land is not able to bear all his words.
Amasia a ɔyɛ Bet-El ɔsɔfoɔ de nkra kɔmaa Israelhene Yeroboam sɛ, “Amos rebɔ pɔ atia wo wɔ Israel ha yi ara! Nsɛm a ɔreka no nnyɛ abodwosɛm.
11 For thus saith Amos: Jeroboam shall die by the sword, and Israel shall be carried away captive out of their own land.
Deɛ Amos reka nie: “‘Yeroboam bɛwu wɔ akofena ano, na ɛkwan biara so Israel bɛkɔ nnommumfa mu, wɔ akyirikyiri asase so.’”
12 And Amasias said to Amos: Thou seer, go, flee away into the land of Juda: and eat bread there, and prophesy there.
Na Amasia ka kyerɛɛ Amos sɛ, “Firi ha kɔ, wo ɔdehunufoɔ! Sane kɔ Yuda asase so na kɔtena hɔ hyɛ wo nkɔm.
13 But prophesy not again any more in Bethel: because it is the king’s sanctuary, and it is the house of the kingdom.
Nhyɛ nkɔm bio wɔ Bet-El ha, ɛfiri sɛ ɛha yɛ ɔhene tenabea kronkron ne ahemman no asɔredan.”
14 And Amos answered and said to Amasias: I am not a prophet, nor am I the son of a prophet: but I am a herdsman plucking wild figs.
Amos buaa Amasia sɛ, “Mennyɛ odiyifoɔ anaa odiyifoɔ bi ba, na na meyɛ odwanhwɛfoɔ, a na mehwɛ borɔdɔma nnua nso so.
15 And the Lord took me when I followed the flock, and the Lord said to me: Go, prophesy to my people Israel.
Nanso, Awurade frɛɛ me firii nnwan so hwɛ so, ka kyerɛɛ me sɛ, ‘Kɔhyɛ nkɔm kyerɛ me nkurɔfoɔ Israelfoɔ.’
16 And now hear thou the word of the Lord: Thou sayest, thou shalt not prophesy against Israel, and thou shalt not drop thy word upon the house of the idol.
Na afei, tie Awurade asɛm. Woka sɛ, “‘Nhyɛ nkɔm ntia Israelfoɔ, na gyae asɛnka a wode tia Isak fiefoɔ.’
17 Therefore thus saith the Lord: Thy wife shall play the harlot in the city, and thy sons and thy daughters shall fall by the sword, and thy land shall be measured by a line: and thou shalt die in a polluted land, and Israel shall go into captivity out of their land.
“Enti asɛm a Awurade ka nie: “‘Wo yere bɛbɔ adwaman wɔ kuropɔn yi mu, wo mmammarima ne wo mmammaa bɛwuwu wɔ akofena ano. Wɔbɛsusu wʼasase na wakyekyɛ mu, na wʼankasa nso, wobɛwu wɔ abosonsom ɔman mu, na ɛkwan biara so Israel bɛkɔ nnommumfa mu, wɔ akyirikyiri asase so.’”
