Joel 1
1 The word of Jehovah that came to Joel the son of Pethuel.
Pa inge kas lun LEUM GOD nu sel Joel, wen natul Pethuel.
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?
Kowos mwet matu, lohng ma inge, Mwet Judah nukewa in porongo. Ku nu oasr kain ouiya inge sikyak in pacl lowos uh, Ku ke pacl lun papa tomowos?
3 Tell ye your sons of it, and let your sons tell their sons, and their sons another generation.
Srumun ma inge nu sin tulik nutuwos, Ac elos fah srumun nu sin tulik natulos, Su ac fah srumun pac nu sin fwil tok ah.
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.
Fwilin locust puspis tuhwi tari fin ima lowos uh, Fahko ma lula tukun sie u in locust, u se toko ah kangla.
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.
Ngutalik ac tung, kowos mwet sruhi; Tung, kowos mwet lungse nimnim, Mweyen grape mwe orek wain sasu kunausyukla.
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.
Sie un locust na matol utyak tari nu in acn sesr oana un mwet mweun. Elos arulana fokoko ac pusla, tia ku in oaoala. Wihselos arulana kosroh oana wihsen soko lion.
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.
Elos kunausla ima in grape lasr, Ac kontonauk sak fig sunasr. Elos ngalesla kulun sak uh Nwe ke na lah nukewa fasrfasrla.
8 Lament like a virgin girded with sackcloth for the husband of her youth.
Mwet uh in tung, oana sie mutan fusr su mwemelil ke misa Lun mukul se el akola in payuk nu se.
9 The meal offering and the drink offering are cut off from the house of Jehovah. The priests, Jehovah's ministers, mourn.
Wangin wheat ku wain kowos ac kisakin in Tempul uh. Mwet tol elos asor mweyen wangin ma elos ac kisakin nu sin LEUM GOD.
10 The field is laid waste; the land mourns. For the grain is destroyed, the new wine is dried up, the oil languishes.
Ima uh sikiyukla, Ac infohk uh mwemelil Mweyen wheat uh kunausyukla, Grape uh masla, Ac sak olive uli.
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.
Kowos mwet ima in arulana asor, Kowos su karingin ima in grape in tung, Mweyen wheat ac barley — Aok, mwe yok nukewa kunanula.
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.
Ima grape ac sak fig nukewa uli; Sak nukewa ma isus fahko uli ac masla. Mwe akenganye mwet uh wanginla.
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.
Kowos mwet tol su kulansap ke loang uh, Nokomang nuknuk yohk eoa ac tung. Utyak nu in Tempul ac mwemelil fong fon! Wangin wheat ku wain in sang nu sin God lowos.
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.
Sapkin in oasr sie tukeni lulap, Ac mwet nukewa in lalo. Pangoneni mwet kol Ac mwet Judah nukewa Nu in Tempul lun LEUM GOD lowos Ac pang nu sel!
15 Alas for the day! For the day of Jehovah is at hand, and it shall come as destruction from the Almighty.
Len lun LEUM GOD apkuranme, Len se ma God Kulana El ac kunausla ma nukewa. Fuka lupan sangeng ac rarrar ac sikyak ke len sac!
16 Is not the food cut off before our eyes, yea, joy and gladness from the house of our God?
Kut ngetang na liye ke ima lasr uh masla, ac wangin ma kut ku in oru. Wanginla pwar in Tempul lun God lasr.
17 The seeds rot under their clods. The garners are laid desolate. The barns are broken down. For the grain is withered.
Infohk uh paola ac fita uh masla. Wanginla wheat in oan ke nien filma, Ouinge lohm in filma uh musalla.
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.
Cow uh wowoyak ke keok lalos Mweyen wangin acn elos in mongo we. Un sheep uh wi pac keok.
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.
O LEUM GOD, nga pang nu sum, Mweyen ima uh ac insak uh paola ac masla, Oana in isisyak.
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.
Finne kosro lemnak elos wowoyak pac nu sum, Mweyen infacl uh paola.
