8 Thus the Lord Jehovah showed me: there was a basket of fruit. 2* And he said to me “What do you see, ʽAmos?” and I said “A basket of fruit.” And Jehovah said to me “The end has come to my people Israel: I will not go on passing them by anymore.” 3* And palace songs shall howl on that day, quoth the Lord Jehovah; we are tired of corpses, they are tossed in every place—hush!
4* Listen to this, you that gulp at a poor man’s cattle and at the sheep of the most wretched men of a country, 5 saying “When will the new moon be over so we can sell foodstuffs, and the sabbath, so we can open up grain, using small bushel and big shekel and juggling a cheating pair of scales, 6 buying needy men for money and a poor man for sandals, and sell the refuse grain?” 7 Jehovah has sworn by Jacob’s pride “I will never forget all your doings.” 8* For all this shall not the earth quiver and have all who live on it mourn, and all of it go up like the Nile and sink down like the Nile of Egypt?
9 And on that day, quoth the Lord Jehovah, I will make the sun set at noon and darken the earth in broad day, 10 and I will turn your feasts to mourning and all your songs to dirge, and place a sackcloth on every waist and baldness on every head, and make it like mourning for an only son and the last of it like a bitter day.
11 Here are days coming, quoth the Lord Jehovah, when I will send a famine in the country, not hunger for bread nor thirst for water but for hearing Jehovah’s word, 12 and they shall tramp from sea to sea and straggle from north to east looking for Jehovah’s word and not finding it. 13 On that day the beautiful maidens and the young men will swoon with thirst, 14* those that swear by the Guilt of Samaria and say “by your God, Dan” and “by the Beer-Shebaʽ road,” and they will fall and rise no more.