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AMOS ยท Chapter 8
8:1 Thus has the Lord GOD showed unto me: and behold a basket of summer
fruit.
8:2 And he said, Amos, what see you? And I said, A basket of summer
fruit. Then said the LORD unto me, The end has come upon my people of Israel;
I will not again pass by them any more.
8:3 And the songs of the temple shall be wailings in that day, says
the Lord GOD: there shall be many dead bodies in every place; they shall
cast them forth with silence.
8:4 Hear this, O all of you that swallow up the needy, even to make
the poor of the land to fail,
8:5 Saying, When will the new moon be gone, that we may sell corn?
and the sabbath, that we may set forth wheat, making the ephah small, and
the shekel great, and falsifying the balances by deceit?
8:6 That we may buy the poor for silver, and the needy for a pair of
shoes; yea, and sell the refuse of the wheat?
8:7 The LORD has sworn by the excellency of Jacob, Surely I will never
forget any of their works.
8:8 Shall not the land tremble for this, and every one mourn that dwells
therein? and it shall rise up wholly as a flood; and it shall be cast out
and drowned, as by the flood of Egypt.
8:9 And it shall come to pass in that day, says the Lord GOD, that
I will cause the sun to go down at noon, and I will darken the earth in
the clear day:
8:10 And I will turn your feasts into mourning, and all your songs
into lamentation; and I will bring up sackcloth upon all loins, and baldness
upon every head; and I will make it as the mourning of an only son, and
the end thereof as a bitter day.
8:11 Behold, the days come, says the Lord GOD, that I will send a famine
in the land, not a famine of bread, nor a thirst for water, but of hearing
the words of the LORD:
8:12 And they shall wander from sea to sea, and from the north even
to the east, they shall run back and forth to seek the word of the LORD,
and shall not find it.
8:13 In that day shall the fair virgins and young men faint for thirst.
8:14 They that swear by the sin of Samaria, and say, Your god, O Dan,
lives; and, The manner of Beersheba lives; even they shall fall, and never
rise up again.
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