1 This is what the Lord God let me see: and I saw that, when the growth of the late grass was starting, he made locusts; it was the late growth after the king's cutting was done.2 And it came about that after they had taken all the grass of the land, I said, O Lord God, have mercy: how will Jacob be able to keep his place? for he is small.3 The Lord, changing his purpose about this, said, It will not be.4 This is what the Lord let me see: and I saw that the Lord God sent for a great fire to be the instrument of his punishment; and, after burning up the great deep, it was about to put an end to the Lord's heritage.5 Then said I, O Lord God, let there be an end: how will Jacob be able to keep his place? for he is small.6 The Lord, changing his purpose about this, said, And this will not be.7 This is what he let me see: and I saw the Lord stationed by a wall made straight by a weighted line, and he had a weighted line in his hand.8 And the Lord said to me, Amos, what do you see? And I said, A weighted line. Then the Lord said, See, I will let down a weighted line among my people Israel; never again will my eyes be shut to their sin:9 And the high places of Isaac will be unpeopled, and the holy places of Israel will be made waste; and I will come up against the family of Jeroboam with the sword.10 Then Amaziah, the priest of Beth-el, sent to Jeroboam, king of Israel, saying, Amos has made designs against you among the people of Israel: the land is troubled by his words.11 For Amos has said, Jeroboam will be put to the sword, and Israel will certainly be taken away as a prisoner out of his land.12 And Amaziah said to Amos, O seer, go in flight into the land of Judah, and there get your living by working as a prophet:13 But be a prophet no longer at Beth-el: for it is the holy place of the king, and the king's house.14 Then Amos in answer said to Amaziah, I am no prophet, or one of the sons of the prophets; I am a herdman and one who takes care of sycamore-trees:15 And the Lord took me from the flock, and the Lord said to me, Go, be a prophet to my people Israel.16 Now then, give ear to the word of the Lord: You say, Be no prophet to Israel, and say not a word against the people of Isaac.17 So this is what the Lord has said: Your wife will be a loose woman in the town, and your sons and your daughters will be put to the sword, and your land will be cut up into parts by a line; and you yourself will come to your end in an unclean land, and Israel will certainly be taken away a prisoner out of his land.

1 Dette syn lot Herren, Israels Gud, mig se: Det var en som skapte gresshopper, da håen begynte å skyte op; det var håen efter kongens slått.2 Og da de vel hadde ett op alle urter i landet, da sa jeg: Herre, Israels Gud, tilgi! Hvorledes skal Jakob kunne bli i live, han som er så liten?3 Da angret Herren det. Det skal ikke skje, sa Herren.4 Så lot Herren, Israels Gud, mig se dette syn: Herren, Israels Gud, kalte på ilden til straff, og den fortærte det store vanndyp, og den holdt på å fortære hans arvelodd.5 Da sa jeg: Herre, Israels Gud, hold op! Hvorledes skal Jakob kunne bli i live, han som er så liten?6 Da angret Herren det. Heller ikke det skal skje, sa Herren, Israels Gud.7 Så lot han mig se dette syn: Herren stod på en loddrett mur, og i hånden hadde han et blylodd.8 Og Herren sa til mig: Hvad ser du, Amos? Jeg svarte: Et blylodd. Da sa Herren: Se, jeg vil bruke et blylodd iblandt mitt folk Israel; jeg vil ikke lenger bære over med dets synd.9 Isaks offerhauger skal ødelegges, og Israels helligdommer synke i grus, og jeg vil reise mig med sverdet mot Jeroboams hus.10 Da sendte Amasja, presten i Betel, bud til Jeroboam, Israels konge, og lot si: Amos har fått i stand en sammensvergelse mot dig midt i Israels hus; landet kan ikke tåle alt det han sier.11 For så har Amos sagt: Jeroboam skal dø for sverdet, og Israel skal bli bortført fra sitt land.12 Og Amasja sa til Amos: Gå din vei, du seer, fly til Juda land og et ditt brød der; der kan du være profet!13 Men i Betel skal du ikke mere holde på å profetere; for det er en kongelig helligdom og et rikstempel.14 Da svarte Amos Amasja således: Jeg er ikke nogen profet, heller ikke disippel av nogen profet; jeg er bare en fehyrde, som sanker frukten av morbærtreet.15 Men Herren tok mig fra hjorden, og Herren sa til mig: Gå og vær profet for mitt folk Israel!16 Så hør nu Herrens ord! Du sier: Du skal ikke profetere mot Israel og ikke tale mot Isaks hus.17 Derfor sier Herren så: Din hustru skal drive hor i byen, og dine sønner og døtre skal falle for sverdet, og din jord skal deles med målesnor, og du selv skal dø i et urent land, og Israel skal bli bortført fra sitt land.