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Amos 8:1-14

A Famine of Hearing the Words

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A Famine of Hearing the Words

Amos 8:1-14

[Downbeat Hook] Buy the poor for silver, the needy for shoes, [Movement I] Summer fruit waited, already too ripe, The basket looked harmless; the word said the end. When will the Sabbath be over for selling? Make small the measure and make the price great. [Refrain] Buy the poor for silver, the needy for shoes, Sell even the sweepings and call it good trade. [Movement II] The LORD will remember the scale and the hand, The noon will grow dark over trembling land. A famine is coming, not hunger for bread, Not thirst at the well, but no word being heard. [Movement III] From sea unto sea they will wander and ask, North unto east with no answer at last. When truth was available, profit spoke louder; [Coda] Now silence is heavier than hunger or drought. Sell even the sweepings and call it good trade. Buy the poor for silver, the needy for shoes,