The VIII. Chapter.
THe LORDE God shewed me me this vision: and beholde, there was a maū¦de [ A] with sommer frute. And he sayde: Amos, what seist thou? I answered: a maū∣de with sommer frute. Then sayde the LOR¦DE vnto me: the ende commeth vpon my peo¦ple of Israel, I wil nomore ouersee them. In that daye shall the songes off the temple be turned in to sorow, sayeth the LORDE God. Many deed bodyes shal lye in euery place, & be cast forth secretly. Heare this, O ye yt op∣presse the poore,* 1.1 and destroye the nedy in ye londe, sayenge: Whan will the new moneth be gone, that we maye sell vytale, and ye Sab¦bath, that we maye haue scarcenesse of cor∣ne: to make the buszshel lesse, and the Sycle greater? We shall set vp false waightes, yt we maye get the poore vnder vs with their money, and the nedy also for shues: yee let vs sell the chaffe for corne.
The LORDE hath sworne agaynst the pryde of Iacob:* 1.2 these workes of theirs will I neuer forget. Shal not the londe tremble, and all they that dwell therin, mourne for this? Shal not their destruccion come vpon them like a water streame, & flowe ouer thē, [ B] as the floude of Egipte? At the same tyme (sayeth the LORDE God) I shall cause ye Sō¦ne to go downe at noone,* 1.3 and the londe to be