King James VersionAmos7


1 Thus hath the Lord GOD shewed unto me; and, be­hold, he formed grasshop­pers in the be­gin­ning of the shoot­ing up of the lat­ter growth; and, lo, it was the lat­ter growth af­ter the king's mow­ings. 2 And it came to pass, that when they had made an end of eat­ing the grass of the land, then I said, O Lord GOD, for­give, I be­seech thee: by whom shall Ja­cob arise? for he is small. 3 The LORD re­pent­ed for this: It shall not be, saith the LORD. 4 Thus hath the Lord GOD shewed unto me: and, be­hold, the Lord GOD called to con­tend by fire, and it de­voured the great deep, and did eat up a part. 5 Then said I, O Lord GOD, cease, I be­seech thee: by whom shall Ja­cob arise? for he is small. 6 The LORD re­pent­ed for this: This also shall not be, saith the Lord GOD. 7 Thus he shewed me: and, be­hold, the Lord stood upon a wall made by a plumbline, with a plumbline in his hand. 8 And the LORD said unto me, Amos, what seest thou? And I said, A plumbline. Then said the Lord, Be­hold, I will set a plumbline in the midst of my peo­ple Is­rael: I will not again pass by them any more: 9 And the high places of Isaac shall be des­o­late, and the sanc­tu­ar­ies of Is­rael shall be laid waste; and I will rise against the house of Jer­oboam with the sword. 10 Then Amazi­ah the priest of Bethel sent to Jer­oboam king of Is­rael, say­ing, Amos hath con­spired against thee in the midst of the house of Is­rael: the land is not able to bear all his words. 11 For thus Amos saith, Jer­oboam shall die by the sword, and Is­rael shall sure­ly be led away cap­tive out of their own land. 12 Also Amazi­ah said unto Amos, O thou seer, go, flee thee away into the land of Ju­dah, and there eat bread, and proph­esy there: 13 But proph­esy not again any more at Bethel: for it is the king's chapel, and it is the king's court. 14 Then an­swered Amos, and said to Amazi­ah, I was no prophet, nei­ther was I a prophet's son; but I was an herd­man, and a gath­er­er of syco­more fruit: 15 And the LORD took me as I fol­lowed the flock, and the LORD said unto me, Go, proph­esy unto my peo­ple Is­rael. 16 Now there­fore hear thou the word of the LORD: Thou sayest, Proph­esy not against Is­rael, and drop not thy word against the house of Isaac. 17 There­fore thus saith the LORD; Thy wife shall be an har­lot in the city, and thy sons and thy daugh­ters shall fall by the sword, and thy land shall be di­vid­ed by line; and thou shalt die in a pol­lut­ed land: and Is­rael shall sure­ly go into cap­tiv­i­ty forth of his land.