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Amos Chapter 4 | Parsha:

1Hear this word, you cows of Bashan
On the hill of Samaria—
Who defraud the poor,
Who rob the needy;
Who say to your husbands,
“Bring, and let’s carouse!”

2My Lord God swears by His holiness:
Behold, days are coming upon you
When you will be carried off in baskets,
And, to the last one, in fish baskets,

3And taken out [of the city]—
Each one through a breach straight ahead—
And flung on the refuse heap
—declares the Lord.

4Come to Bethel and transgress;
To Gilgal, and transgress even more:
Present your sacrifices the next morning
And your tithes on the third day;

5And burn a thank offering of leavened bread;
And proclaim freewill offerings loudly.
For you love that sort of thing, O Israelites
—declares my Lord God.

6I, on My part, have given you
Cleanness of teeth in all your towns,
And lack of food in all your settlements.
Yet you did not turn back to Me
—declares the Lord.

7I therefore withheld the rain from you
Three months before harvesttime:
I would make it rain on one town
And not on another;
One field would be rained upon
While another on which it did not rain
Would wither.

8So two or three towns would wander
To a single town to drink water,
But their thirst would not be slaked.
Yet you did not turn back to Me
—declares the Lord.

9I scourged you with blight and mildew;
Repeatedly your gardens and vineyards,
Your fig trees and olive trees
Were devoured by locusts.
Yet you did not turn back to Me
—declares the Lord.

10I sent against you pestilence
In the manner of Egypt;
I slew your young men with the sword,
Together with your captured horses,
And I made the stench of your armies
Rise in your very nostrils.
Yet you did not turn back to Me
—declares the Lord.

11I have wrought destruction among you
As when God destroyed Sodom and Gomorrah;
You have become like a brand plucked from burning.
Yet you have not turned back to Me
—declares the Lord.

Because I am doing that to you,
Even so will I act toward you, O Israel—
Prepare to meet your God, O Israel!

He who formed the mountains,
And created the wind,
And has told man what His wish is,
Who turns blackness into daybreak,
And treads upon the high places of the earth—
His name is the Lord, the God of Hosts.

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