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This doom, then, the Lord God utters: Distress and siege for such a land as this! All thy fastnesses shall be dismantled, all thy palaces spoiled. (Amos 3, 11)
I will have a reckoning with the rebellions of Israel, a reckoning with those altars of theirs at Bethel, that shall have the horns of them cut off and hurled to the ground; (Amos 3, 14)
Here is word for you, pampered cattle that dwell at Samaria, the poor wronging, the friendless folk spurning, and ever crying out upon your husbands, Wine, there! We would drink! (Amos 4, 1)
What would you? Never a city left but men’s teeth were idle, never a village but bread lacked there, and you would not come back to me, the Lord says. (Amos 4, 6)
you would not come back to me, when with Egypt’s pestilence✻ I slew you, when your warriors fell at the sword’s point, and your horses were carried off, and never a camp of yours but the stench of it plagued your nostrils; (Amos 4, 10)
Ay, the Lord God says, but a hundred citizens, but ten villagers left to you, city that marched out a thousand, village a hundred strong! (Amos 5, 3)
Creator he of Arcturus and Orion; dawn brings he out of darkness, and turns night to day, beckons to the waters of the sea, and over the surface of earth spreads them, such the power of his name! (Amos 5, 8)
This doom he utters, he, the Lord of hosts, he, our Master: Market-place or street is none but shall echo with wailing and cries of woe; country-folk, and such as are skilled in mourning, they shall call in to make dirge and dole;✻ (Amos 5, 16)
Fools, that wait eagerly for the day of the Lord’s coming! Think you it shall serve your turn? Nay, it is the Lord’s day of triumph, not yours; dawn it must, but in darkness, not in light. (Amos 5, 18)
And for you, that day brings darkness, not the light you craved for; no radiance haunts about it, only gloom. (Amos 5, 20)
Oh, but I am sick and tired of them, your solemn feasts; incense that goes up from your assemblies I can breathe no longer! (Amos 5, 21)
Lead their folk they shall, but into exile; the revel must break up at last. (Amos 6, 7)
