Amos 6
1 Sorrow awaits who are carefree in Zion, overconfident on the mountain of Samaria! The elite of this, the best of nations, on whom the people of Israel rest their hopes!
Ègbé ni fún ẹ̀yin tí ará rọ̀ ní Sioni àti ẹ̀yin tí ẹ wà ní abẹ́ ààbò ní òkè Samaria àti ẹ̀yin olókìkí orílẹ̀-èdè tí ẹ̀yin ènìyàn Israẹli máa ń tọ̀ ọ́ wá.
2 You say to the people: Cross over to Calneh and see, go from there to Hamath the great, then go down to Gath of the Philistines: Are they better than these kingdoms? Is their territory larger than yours?
Ẹ lọ Kalne kí ẹ lọ wò ó kí ẹ sí tí ibẹ̀ lọ sí Hamati ìlú ńlá a nì. Kí ẹ sì tún sọ̀kalẹ̀ lọ Gati ní ilẹ̀ Filistini. Ǹjẹ́ wọ́n ha dára ju ìpínlẹ̀ yín méjèèjì lọ? Ǹjẹ́ a ha rí ilẹ̀ tó tóbi ju tiyín lọ bí?
3 You push away all thoughts of the evil day, yet have instituted a rule of violence.
Ẹ̀yin sún ọjọ́ ibi síwájú, ẹ sì mú ìjọba òǹrorò súnmọ́ tòsí.
4 They lie on ivory couches, sprawl on their divans, eat choice lambs from the flock, and fattened calves from the stall.
Ẹ̀yin sùn lé ibùsùn tí a fi eyín erin ṣe ẹ sì tẹ́ ara sílẹ̀ ni orí àwọn ibùsùn ẹyin pa èyí tí o dára nínú àwọn ọ̀dọ́-àgùntàn yín jẹ ẹ sì ń pa àwọn ọ̀dọ́ màlúù láàrín agbo wọn jẹ.
5 They idly sing to the sound of the lyre, thinking themselves songwriters like David,
Ẹ̀yin ń lo ohun èlò orin bí i Dafidi ẹ sì ń ṣe àwọn àpilẹ̀rọ àwọn ohun èlò orin.
6 they drink bowlfuls of wine, and anoint themselves with the finest of oil. But they do not grieve over the ruin of Joseph.
Ẹ̀yin mu wáìnì ẹ̀kún ọpọ́n kan àti ìkunra tí o dára jùlọ ṣùgbọ́n ẹ̀yin kò káàánú ilé Josẹfu tí ó di ahoro.
7 Therefore now they must go into exile at the head of the captives, and hushed will be the revelry of the sprawlers.
Nítorí náà, àwọn ni yóò lọ sí ìgbèkùn pẹ̀lú àwọn tí ó ti kó lọ sí ìgbèkùn àsè àwọn tí ń ṣe àṣelékè ni a ó mú kúrò.
8 The Lord God, the Lord, the God of hosts, has sworn by himself: I abhor the pride of Jacob, I hate his palaces, therefore I will deliver up the city and all that is in it to their enemies.
Olúwa Olódùmarè ti búra fúnra rẹ̀, Olúwa Ọlọ́run àwọn ọmọ-ogun sì ti wí pé: “Mo kórìíra ìgbéraga Jakọbu n kò sì ní inú dídùn sí odi alágbára rẹ̀, Èmi yóò sì fa ìlú náà lé wọn lọ́wọ́ àti ohun gbogbo tí ó wà nínú rẹ̀.”
9 If ten people remain in one house, then they will die.
Bí ọkùnrin mẹ́wàá bá ṣẹ́kù nínú ilé kan, àwọn náà yóò kú.
10 When the uncle and another member of the family of a dead man come to carry the body out of the house for burial, they will call to someone in a corner of the house, “Any more there?” and he will answer, “No”, and then he will add, “Be quiet!” – for the name of the Lord must not be mentioned.
Bí ẹbí tí ó yẹ kí ó gbé òkú wọn jáde fún sínsin bá wọlé, bí o ba sì béèrè pé ǹjẹ́ ẹnìkan wa tí ó fi ara pamọ́ níbẹ̀, “Ǹjẹ́ ẹnìkankan wà lọ́dọ̀ yín?” tí ó bá sì dáhùn wí pé, “Rárá,” nígbà náà ni yóò wí pé, “Pa ẹnu rẹ mọ́ àwa kò gbọdọ̀ dárúkọ Olúwa.”
11 Look! The Lord is giving the command! He will smash the large house to bits, the small house into fragments.
Nítorí Olúwa tí pa àṣẹ náà, Òun yóò sì wó ilé ńlá náà lulẹ̀ túútúú, àti àwọn ilé kéékèèké sí wẹ́wẹ́.
12 Do horses gallop on crags? Does one plough the sea with oxen? Yet you turn justice into poison weed, and the fruit of righteousness into bitter wormwood.
Ǹjẹ́ ẹṣin a máa sáré lórí àpáta bí? Ǹjẹ́ ènìyàn a máa fi akọ màlúù kọ ilẹ̀ níbẹ̀? Ṣùgbọ́n ẹ̀yin ti yí òtítọ́ padà sí májèlé ẹ sì ti sọ èso òdodo di ìkorò.
13 You who are so proud of capturing Lo-debar, who say, “Have we not by our own strength taken Karnaim for ourselves?”
Ẹ̀yin yọ̀ torí ìṣẹ́gun lórí Lo-Debari, ẹ̀yin sì wí pé, “Ṣé kì í ṣe agbára wa ni àwa fi gba Karnaimu?”
14 I am now raising up against you, Israel, a nation, says the Lord, the God of hosts. They will oppress you, from the entrance of Hamath to the brook of the Arabah.
Nítorí Olúwa Ọlọ́run àwọn ọmọ-ogun wí pé, “Èmi yóò gbé orílẹ̀-èdè kan dìde sí ọ ìwọ Israẹli, wọn yóò pọ́n yín lójú ní gbogbo ọ̀nà, láti Lebo-Hamati, títí dé pẹ̀tẹ́lẹ̀ Arabah.”
