Amos 7:1-3

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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