And he said: What do you see, Amos? And I said: A fowler's basket. And the Lord said to me: The end has come upon my people Israel; I will no longer pass him by.
You who say: When will the month pass, that we may trade, and the sabbaths, that we may open our storehouses, to make the measure small and to enlarge the weights and to make a dishonest balance;
Shall not the land be troubled at these things, and everyone who dwells in it mourn? And destruction shall rise up as a river and go down as the river of Egypt.
And it shall come to pass in that day, says the Lord God, that the sun shall set at midday, and the light shall be darkened upon the earth in the daytime.
And I will turn your feasts into mourning, and all your songs into a lament; and I will bring up sackcloth upon every loin and baldness upon every head; and I will make him like the mourning for a beloved one, and those with him like a day of anguish.
Behold, days are coming, says the Lord, and I will send out a famine upon the land — not a famine of bread, nor a thirst for water, but a famine of hearing the word of the Lord.
And waters shall be tossed as far as the sea, and from the north to the east they shall run about, seeking the word of the Lord, and they shall not find it.
Those who swear by the propitiation of Samaria, and those who say, “Your god lives, O Dan,” and “Your god lives, O Beersheba” — they shall fall and never rise again.