﻿Amos.
Chapter 8.
This is what the Lord GOD showed me: a basket of summer fruit. 
He said, “What do you see, Amos?” I said, “A basket of summer fruit.” Then the LORD said to me, “The end has come for my people Israel. I will no longer pass over them. 
The songs of the temple will turn to wailing on that day,” declares the Lord GOD. “So many corpses! They are thrown everywhere. Silence!” 
Hear this, you who trample the needy and bring the poor of the land to an end, 
saying, “When will the new moon be over so we can sell grain, and the Sabbath so we can put wheat on sale? We will shrink the grain measure, enlarge the silver weight, and cheat with dishonest scales, 
buying the poor for silver and the needy for a pair of sandals, and selling even the sweepings of the wheat.” 
The LORD has sworn by the pride of Jacob: “I will never forget any of their deeds. 
Will not the land tremble over this, and all who live in it mourn? All of it will rise like the Nile, surge, and sink like the Nile of Egypt. 
On that day,” declares the Lord GOD, “I will make the sun go down at noon and darken the earth in broad daylight. 
I will turn your festivals into mourning and all your songs into lamentation. I will put sackcloth on every waist and baldness on every head. I will make it like mourning for an only child, and its end like a bitter day. 
Look, days are coming,” declares the Lord GOD, “when I will send a famine on the land—not a famine for bread or a thirst for water, but for hearing the words of the LORD. 
They will stagger from sea to sea and from north to east, roaming to seek the word of the LORD, but they will not find it. 
On that day the beautiful virgins and young men will faint from thirst. 
Those who swear by the guilt of Samaria and say, ‘As your god lives, Dan,’ and, ‘As the way of Beersheba lives,’ will fall and never rise again.” 
