Joel 1
1 The word of Jehovah that came to Joel the son of Pethuel.
Pathuel capa Joel koe ka tho e BAWIPA e a lawk teh,
2 Hear this, ye old men, and give ear, all ye inhabitants of the land. Has this been in your days, or in the days of your fathers?
matawngnaw thai awh haw, khocaramcanaw pueng thai awh haw. Het patet e hno heh nangmae se nah ouk ao bawi ou. Mintoenaw e se nah ouk ao bawi ou.
3 Tell ye your sons of it, and let your sons tell their sons, and their sons another generation.
Na canaw koe dei pouh awh, ahnimanaw ni hai a canaw koe patuen dei naseh. Ahnimae a canaw ni hai a catounnaw koe patuen dei naseh.
4 That which the palmer-worm has left the locust has eaten, and that which the locust has left the canker-worm has eaten, and that which the canker-worm has left the caterpillar has eaten.
Kasaimalawn ni a canawi e hah samtong kalennaw ni a ca awh. Samtong kalennaw ni a canawi e hah samtong kathoungnaw ni a ca awh. Samtong kathoungnaw ni a canawi e hah awsinaw ni a ca awh.
5 Awake, ye drunkards, and weep, and wail, all ye drinkers of wine, because of the sweet wine, for it is cut off from your mouth.
Yamuhrinaw kâhlaw awh nateh kap awh haw. Misurhrinaw misur abaw toung dawkvah khuikap awh haw.
6 For a nation has come up upon my land, strong, and without number. His teeth are the teeth of a lion, and he has the jaw-teeth of a lioness.
Bangkongtetpawiteh, touk thai hoeh e tami thakaawme taminaw teh maimouh ram dawk a tho awh toe. Ahnimae a nô hoi a hânaw teh sendek e a nô hoi a hâ patetlah ao.
7 He has laid my vine waste, and barked my fig tree. He has made it clean bare, and cast it away. The branches of it are made white.
Kaie misurkung a raphoe teh thaibunglungnaw a rawk sak toe. Arakawknaw a tâkhawng awh teh akangnaw pangawrang lah ao.
8 Lament like a virgin girded with sackcloth for the husband of her youth.
A kum a naw navah vâ ka sak e napui ni buri a kâmuk teh a vâ a khui e patetlah khuikap awh haw.
9 The meal offering and the drink offering are cut off from the house of Jehovah. The priests, Jehovah's ministers, mourn.
BAWIPA e im dawk pasoumhno, vaiyei hoi misur abaw toe. BAWIPA e thaw ka tawk e vaihmanaw phuenang awh haw.
10 The field is laid waste; the land mourns. For the grain is destroyed, the new wine is dried up, the oil languishes.
Laikawknaw a rawk toe. Talainaw remke toe. Cakang hai a rawk toe. Misurtui a katha e hai abaw toe. Olive satui hai remphui toe.
11 Be confounded, O ye husbandmen. Wail, O ye vinedressers, for the wheat and for the barley, for the harvest of the field is perished.
Law thaw katawknaw khuikap awh haw, na a e apawhik a rawk dawkvah catun hoi catun hanlah na lungmathout awh haw. Takhakatawkkungnaw kap awh haw.
12 The vine is withered, and the fig tree languishes. The pomegranate tree, the palm tree also, and the apple tree, even all the trees of the field are withered. For joy has withered away from the sons of men.
Misurkung a kamyai, thaibunglung hai a ke. Talekung, ungkung, Epalkung hoi alouke thingkung pueng teh a ke toe. Taminaw e lunghawinae puenghai a ke toe.
13 Gird yourselves with sackcloth, and lament, ye priests. Wail, ye ministers of the altar. Come, lie all night in sackcloth, ye ministers of my God. For the meal offering and the drink offering are withheld from the house of your God.
Thuengnae khoungroe koe thaw ka tawk e nangmouh vaihmanaw buri kâramuk nateh kap awh haw. Cathut e thaw katawknaw tho awh nateh buri kâramuk hoi kho pei ka dai lah ip awh haw. Bangkongtetpawiteh, nangmouh ni Bawipa e im dawk pasoumhno, misur hoi vaiyei na poe awh hoeh toe.
14 Sanctify a fast. Call a solemn assembly. Gather the old men and all the inhabitants of the land to the house of Jehovah your God, and cry to Jehovah.
Rawcahai nahane hnin khoe nateh pathang awh. Kamkhuengnae atueng hai pathang awh. A kum kacuenaw hoi khocaramca naw hah nangmae Cathut BAWIPA e im dawk pâkhueng awh nateh BAWIPA koe hram awh.
15 Alas for the day! For the day of Jehovah is at hand, and it shall come as destruction from the Almighty.
Hote hnin dawk yawthoenae ao. Hote BAWIPA e hnin teh a hnai toe. Athakasaipounge ni raphoe e runae patetlah ka tho han.
16 Is not the food cut off before our eyes, yea, joy and gladness from the house of our God?
Maimae mithmu roeroe vah cakawi abaw toe. Maimae Cathut e bawkim dawk lunghawinae awmhoeh toe.
17 The seeds rot under their clods. The garners are laid desolate. The barns are broken down. For the grain is withered.
Catinaw teh patuenae koe a pawk awh. Cakang ao hoeh dawkvah capainaw a rawk toe. Hno pâtungnae im hai a rawk toe.
18 How do the beasts groan! The herds of cattle are perplexed because they have no pasture, yea, the flocks of sheep are made desolate.
Saringnaw teh a kamsoe awh, maitohunaw teh hrâm ca hane ao hoeh dawkvah a patang awh. Tahunaw hai a due awh.
19 O Jehovah, to thee do I cry. For the fire has devoured the pastures of the wilderness, and the flame has burned all the trees of the field.
Oe BAWIPA, kai ni nang na kaw. Bangkongtetpawiteh, kahrawng e hrâmnaw hoi thingkungnaw pueng teh hmai koung a kak toe.
20 Yea, the beasts of the field pant to thee, for the water brooks are dried up, and the fire has devoured the pastures of the wilderness.
Sarangnaw ni hai nang na kaw awh. Bangkongtetpawiteh, palangnaw a hak teh kahrawng e hrâmnaw hai hmai koung a kak toe.
