Joel 1
1 The word of Jehovah that came to Joel the son of Pethuel.
Yehova anayankhula ndi Yoweli mwana wa Petueli.
2 Hear this, ye old men, and give ear, all ye inhabitants of the land. Hath this been in your days, or even in the days of your fathers?
Inu akuluakulu, imvani izi; mvetserani, nonse amene mumakhala mʼdziko. Kodi zinthu zokhala ngati izi zinayamba zaonekapo mʼnthawi yanu, kapena mʼnthawi ya makolo anu?
3 Tell your children of it, and [let] your children [tell] their children, and their children another generation:
Muwafotokozere ana anu, ndipo ana anuwo afotokozere ana awo, ndipo ana awo adzafotokozere mʼbado winawo.
4 that which the palmer-worm hath left hath the locust eaten; and that which the locust hath left hath the cankerworm eaten; and that which the cankerworm hath left hath the caterpillar eaten.
Chimene dzombe losamera mapiko lasiya dzombe lowuluka ladya; chimene dzombe lowuluka lasiya dzombe lalingʼono ladya; chimene dzombe lalingʼono lasiya chilimamine wadya.
5 Awake, ye drunkards, and weep; and howl, all ye drinkers of wine, because of the new wine: for it is cut off from your mouth.
Dzukani, inu zidakwa ndipo mulire! Lirani mofuwula, inu nonse amene mumamwa vinyo; lirani mofuwula chifukwa cha vinyo watsopano, pakuti wachotsedwa pakamwa panu.
6 For a nation is come up upon my land, strong and without number: his teeth are the teeth of a lion, and he hath the cheek teeth of a lioness.
Mtundu wa anthu wathira nkhondo dziko langa, wamphamvu ndi wosawerengeka; uli ndi mano a mkango, zibwano za mkango waukazi.
7 He hath made my vine a desolation, and barked my fig-tree; he hath made it clean bare, and cast it away: its branches are made white.
Wawononga mphesa zanga ndipo wathyola mitengo yanga ya mkuyu. Wakungunula makungwa ake ndi kuwataya, kusiya nthambi zake zili mbee.
8 Wail like a virgin girded with sackcloth for the husband of her youth.
Lirani ngati namwali wovala chiguduli, chifukwa cha mwamuna wa utsikana wake.
9 The oblation and the drink-offering are cut off from the house of Jehovah; the priests, Jehovah's ministers, mourn.
Chopereka cha chakudya ndi cha chakumwa sizikuperekedwa ku nyumba ya Yehova. Ansembe akulira, amene amatumikira pamaso pa Yehova.
10 The field is laid waste, the land mourneth; for the corn is wasted, the new wine is dried up, the oil languisheth.
Minda yaguga, nthaka yauma; tirigu wawonongeka, vinyo watsopano watha, mitengo ya mafuta yauma.
11 Be ashamed, ye husbandmen; howl, ye vinedressers, for the wheat and for the barley: because the harvest of the field hath perished.
Khalani ndi nkhawa, inu alimi, lirani mofuwula inu alimi a mphesa; imvani chisoni chifukwa cha tirigu ndi barele, pakuti zokolola za mʼmunda zawonongeka.
12 The vine is dried up, and the fig-tree languisheth; the pomegranate-tree, the palm also and the apple-tree; all the trees of the field are withered, yea, joy is withered away from the children of men.
Mpesa wauma ndipo mtengo wamkuyu wafota; makangadza, kanjedza ndi mitengo ya apulosi, mitengo yonse ya mʼmunda yauma. Ndithudi chimwemwe cha anthu chatheratu.
13 Gird yourselves, and lament, ye priests; howl, ministers of the altar; come, lie all night in sackcloth, ye ministers of my God: for the oblation and the drink-offering are withholden from the house of your God.
Inu ansembe, valani ziguduli ndipo lirani; lirani mofuwula, inu amene mumatumikira pa guwa lansembe. Bwerani, fundani ziguduli usiku wonse, inu amene mumatumikira pamaso pa Mulungu wanga; pakuti chopereka cha chakudya ndi cha chakumwa sizikupezekanso mʼnyumba ya Mulungu wanu.
14 Hallow a fast, proclaim a solemn assembly, gather the elders, [and] all the inhabitants of the land to the house of Jehovah your God, and cry unto Jehovah.
Lengezani tsiku lopatulika losala zakudya, itanani msonkhano wopatulika. Sonkhanitsani akuluakulu ndi anthu onse okhala mʼdziko ku nyumba ya Yehova Mulungu wanu ndipo alirire Yehova.
15 Alas for the day! for the day of Jehovah is at hand, and as destruction from the Almighty shall it come.
Kalanga ine tsikulo! Pakuti tsiku la Yehova layandikira; lidzabwera ngati chiwonongeko chochokera kwa Wamphamvuzonse.
16 Is not the food cut off before our eyes, joy and gladness from the house of our God?
Kodi chakudya chathu sichachotsedwa ife tikuona? Kodi mʼnyumba ya Mulungu wathu simulibe chimwemwe ndi chisangalalo?
17 The seeds are rotten under their clods, the granaries are laid desolate, the barns are broken down; for the corn is withered.
Mbewu zikunyala poti pansi ndi powuma. Nyumba zosungiramo zinthu zawonongeka; nkhokwe zapasuka popeza tirigu wauma.
18 How do the beasts groan! The herds of cattle are bewildered, for they have no pasture; the flocks of sheep also are in suffering.
Taonani mmene zikulirira ziweto; ngʼombe zikungoyenda uku ndi uku chifukwa zilibe msipu; ngakhalenso nkhosa zikusauka.
19 To thee, Jehovah, do I cry; for the fire hath devoured the pastures of the wilderness, and the flame hath burned up all the trees of the field.
Kwa Inu Yehova ndilirira, pakuti moto wapsereza msipu wakuthengo, malawi amoto apsereza mitengo yonse ya mʼtchire.
20 The beasts of the field also cry unto thee; for the water-courses are dried, and the fire hath devoured the pastures of the wilderness.
Ngakhale nyama zakuthengo zikulirira Inu; timitsinje tonse taphwa ndipo moto wapsereza msipu wa kuthengo.
