Amos 7:1-6

The Message

To Die Homeless and Friendless

7 ^1-2 God, my Master, showed me this vision: He was preparing a locust swarm. The first cutting, which went to the king, was complete, and the second crop was just sprouting. The locusts ate everything green. Not even a blade of grass was left.

I called out, “God, my Master! Excuse me, but what’s going to come of Jacob? He’s so small.”

³ God gave in.

“It won’t happen,” he said.

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⁴ God showed me this vision: Oh! God, my Master God was calling up a firestorm. It burned up the ocean. Then it burned up the Promised Land.

⁵ I said, “God, my Master! Hold it—please! What’s going to come of Jacob? He’s so small.”

⁶ God gave in.

“All right, this won’t happen either,” God, my Master, said.

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