2He said, Amos, what see you? I said, A basket of summer fruit. Then said Yahweh to me, The end is come on my people Israel; I will not again pass by them any more.
3The songs of the temple shall be wailings in that day, says the Lord Yahweh: the dead bodies shall be many: in every place shall they cast them forth with silence.
4Hear this, you who would swallow up the needy, and cause the poor of the land to fail,
5saying, When will the new moon be gone, that we may sell grain? and the Sabbath, that we may set forth wheat, making the ephah small, and the shekel great, and dealing falsely with balances of deceit;
6that we may buy the poor for silver, and the needy for a pair of shoes, and sell the refuse of the wheat?
7Yahweh has sworn by the excellency of Jacob, Surely I will never forget any of their works.
8Shall not the land tremble for this, and everyone mourn who dwells therein? yes, it shall rise up wholly like the River; and it shall be troubled and sink again, like the River of Egypt.
