The aword of the LORD
that came
to bJoel
, the son
of Pethuel
:
aHear this
, O belders
, And listen
, all
inhabitants
of the land
. cHas anything like this
happened
in your days
Or
in your fathers'
days
?
aTell your sons
about it, And let your sons
tell their sons
, And their sons
the next
generation
.
What the agnawing
locust
has left
, the swarming
locust
has eaten
; And what
the bswarming
locust
has left
, the creeping
locust
has eaten
; And what
the creeping
locust
has left
, the cstripping
locust
has eaten
.
Awake, adrunkards
, and weep
; And wail
, all
you wine
drinkers
, On account
of the sweet
wine
That is bcut
off
from your mouth
.
For a anation has 1invaded
my land
, Mighty
and without
number
; bIts teeth
are the teeth
of a lion
, And it has the fangs
of a lioness
.
It has amade my vine
a waste
And my fig
tree
1splinters
. It has stripped
them bare
and cast
them away
; Their branches
have become
white
.
aWail like a virgin
bgirded
with sackcloth
For the bridegroom
of her youth
.
The agrain offering and the drink
offering
are cut
off
From the house
of the LORD
. The bpriests
mourn
, The ministers
of the LORD
.
The field is aruined
, bThe land
mourns
; For the grain
is ruined
, The new
wine
dries
up, Fresh
oil
1fails
.
1 aBe ashamed, O farmers
, Wail
, O vinedressers
, For the wheat
and the barley
; Because
the bharvest
of the field
is destroyed
.
The avine dries
up And the fig
tree
1fails
; The bpomegranate
, the cpalm
also
, and the 2 dapple
tree
, All
the trees
of the field
dry
up. Indeed
, erejoicing
dries
up From the sons
of men
.
aGird yourselves
with sackcloth And lament
, O priests
; bWail
, O ministers
of the altar
! Come
, cspend
the night
in sackcloth
O ministers
of my God
, For the grain offering
and the drink
offering
Are withheld
from the house
of your God
.
aConsecrate a fast
, Proclaim
a bsolemn
assembly
; Gather
the elders
And all
the inhabitants
of the land
To the house
of the LORD
your God
, And ccry
out to the LORD
.
aAlas for the day
! For the bday
of the LORD
is near
, And it will come
as cdestruction
from the 1Almighty
.
Has not afood been cut
off
before
our eyes
, Gladness
and bjoy
from the house
of our God
?
The 1 aseeds shrivel
under
their 2clods
; The storehouses
are desolate
, The barns
are torn
down
, For the grain
is dried
up.
How athe beasts
groan
! The herds
of cattle
wander
aimlessly
Because
there
is no
pasture
for them; Even
the flocks
of sheep
1suffer
.
aTo You, O LORD, I cry
; For bfire
has devoured
the pastures
of the wilderness
And the flame
has burned
up all
the trees
of the field
.
Even the beasts
of the field
1 apant
for You; For the bwater
brooks
are dried
up And fire
has devoured
the pastures
of the wilderness
.