CHAPTER 1
1The word of the LORD that came to Joel son of Pethuel.
2Hear this, you elders,
and give ear, all dwellers of the land.
Has its like happened in your days
and in the days of your fathers?
3Recount it to your children
and to your children’s children
and to their children in a generation to come.
4What remained from the locust the grasshopper ate,
and what remained from the grasshopper the swarmer ate
and what remained from the swarmer the grub did eat.
5Wake up, you drunkards and weep,
and wail, all drinkers of wine,
for the fermented juice that is cut off from your mouth.
6For a nation has come up against my land,
vast and countless.
Its teeth are the teeth of a lion,
the maned beast’s jaws it has.
7It has turned my vine to a desolation
and my fig tree into shards.
It has stripped it bare,
its branches are gone white.
8Howl like a virgin girt in sackcloth
over the husband of her youth.
9Grain offering and libation are cut off
from the house of the LORD.
The priests mourn,
the ministers of the LORD.
10The field is ravaged,
the soil mourns,
for the new grain has been ravaged,
the new wine dried up,
11The farmers are shamed,
the vintners wail
over wheat and over barley,
for the field’s harvest is gone.
12The vine has dried up
and the fig tree is bleak.
Pomegranate, also palm tree and quince,
all the trees of the field are sear,
from the sons of man.
13Gird and lament, you priests,
wail, ministrants of the altar.
Come, spend nights in sackcloth,
ministrants of my God.
14Pronounce a fast,
proclaim convocation.
Gather the elders,
all the land’s dwellers,
to the house of the LORD your God
and cry out to the LORD.
15Alack for the day,
for the day of the LORD is near,
and like a shattering from Shaddai it comes.
16Why, before our eyes
food is cut off
from the house of our God,
17The seeds have rotted
beneath their clods.
The storehouses are desolate,
the granaries ruined,
for the new grain has dried up.
18How the livestock groans,
the herds of cattle are confounded,
for there is no pasture for them,
the flocks of sheep are desolate.
19To you, O LORD, I call,
for fire consumed the wilderness meadows.
and a flame burned all the trees of the field.
20The beast of the field, too,
yearns for You.
For the channels of water are dry.
Fire consumed the wilderness meadows.