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Amos 8:10

New Living Translation

I will turn your celebrations into times of mourning and your singing into weeping. You will wear funeral clothes and shave your heads to show your sorrow— as if your only son had died. How very bitter that day will be!

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Then she went and sat down by herself about a hundred yards away. “I don’t want to watch the boy die,” she said, as she burst into tears.

May God give them a bellyful of trouble. May God rain down his anger upon them.

Let the darkness and utter gloom claim that day for its own. Let a black cloud overshadow it, and let the darkness terrify it.

My harp plays sad music, and my flute accompanies those who weep.

Instead of smelling of sweet perfume, she will stink. She will wear a rope for a sash, and her elegant hair will fall out. She will wear rough burlap instead of rich robes. Shame will replace her beauty.

Your wickedness will bring its own punishment. Your turning from me will shame you. You will see what an evil, bitter thing it is to abandon the Lord your God and not to fear him. I, the Lord, the Lord of Heaven’s Armies, have spoken!

The people shave their heads and beards in mourning. They slash their hands and put on clothes made of burlap.

Oh, my people, dress yourselves in burlap and sit among the ashes. Mourn and weep bitterly, as for the loss of an only son. For suddenly the destroying armies will be upon you!

Joy has left our hearts; our dancing has turned to mourning.

They will dress themselves in burlap; horror and shame will cover them. They will shave their heads in sorrow and remorse.

“Son of man, this is what the Sovereign Lord says to Israel: “The end is here! Wherever you look— east, west, north, or south— your land is finished.

I will put an end to her annual festivals, her new moon celebrations, and her Sabbath days— all her appointed festivals.

I will punish her for all those times when she burned incense to her images of Baal, when she put on her earrings and jewels and went out to look for her lovers but forgot all about me,” says the Lord.

Weep like a bride dressed in black, mourning the death of her husband.

“If a man loses his hair and his head becomes bald, he is still ceremonially clean.

“I hate all your show and pretense— the hypocrisy of your religious festivals and solemn assemblies.

Away with your noisy hymns of praise! I will not listen to the music of your harps.

In that day the singing in the temple will turn to wailing. Dead bodies will be scattered everywhere. They will be carried out of the city in silence. I, the Sovereign Lord, have spoken!”

His enemies, tangled like thornbushes and staggering like drunks, will be burned up like dry stubble in a field.

“Then I will pour out a spirit of grace and prayer on the family of David and on the people of Jerusalem. They will look on me whom they have pierced and mourn for him as for an only son. They will grieve bitterly for him as for a firstborn son who has died.

This festival will be a happy time of celebrating with your sons and daughters, your male and female servants, and the Levites, foreigners, orphans, and widows from your towns.




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