CHAPTER 8
1Thus did the Master, the LORD, show me: And, look, a basket of summer’s-end fruit. 2And He said to me, “What do you see, Amos?” And I said, “A basket of summer’s-end fruit.” And the LORD said to me:
The end has come upon My people Israel.
I will no longer forgive them.
3And the palace’s songstresses shall howl
on that day, said the LORD:
“Many the corpses flung everywhere. Hush!”
4Hear this, who trample the needy,
destroying the poor of the land,
5saying, “When will the new moon be over, that we may sell grain,
and the sabbath, that we may trade in wheat?
to use a short ephah measure and an oversize shekel-weight
and to tilt cheating scales,
6to buy the indigent with silver
and the needy for the price of sandals,
and we may sell chaff as grain.”
7The LORD has sworn by the Pride of Jacob:
I will never forget their acts.
8For this should not the earth shudder
and all its dwellers mourn?
It shall rise, altogether, like the Nile,
heave and sink like the Nile of Egypt.
9And it shall happen on that day, said the LORD,
I will make the sun set at noon
and darken the earth on a day of light.
And I will turn your festivals into mourning
and all your songs into lament,
And lay sackcloth on all loins
And I will make her as the mourning for an only child
and her end as a bitter day.
10Look, days are coming, said the LORD,
when I will let loose famine in the land,
not famine for bread
and not thirst for water
but for hearing the words of the LORD.
11And they shall wander from sea to sea,
and from the north to the east they shall roam
to seek the LORD’s word,
but they shall not find it.
12On that day the lovely virgins shall faint
and the young men, too, with thirst.
13Who swear by the Guilt of Samaria
and say, “As your God lives, Dan,”
and “As the way to Beersheba lives.”
They shall fall and rise no more.