Joel 1
1 The Lord sent a message through Joel, son of Pethuel.
Ko te kupu a Ihowa i puta mai ki a Hoera tama a Petuere.
2 Listen to this, elders; pay attention, everyone who lives in the land. Has anything ever happened like this before in your experience, or that of your forefathers?
Whakarongo ki tenei, e nga kaumatua, kia whai taringa, e nga tangata katoa o te whenua. I o koutou ra ranei tenei, i nga ra ranei o o koutou matua?
3 Tell your children about it, and have your children tell it to their children, and their children tell the next generation.
Korerotia taua mea ki a koutou tamariki, ma a koutou tamariki ano hoki e korero ki a ratou tamariki, a ma a ratou tamariki e korero ki tetahi atu whakatupuranga.
4 What the cutting locusts left, the swarming locusts have eaten; what the swarming locusts left, the hopping locusts have eaten; what the hopping locusts left, the destroying locusts have eaten.
Ko te toenga a te whangawhanga pau ake i te mawhitiwhiti; ko te toenga a te mawhitiwhiti pau ake i te tatarakihi: a ko te toenga a te tatarakihi pau ake i te moka.
5 Wake up, you drunks, and weep! Howl you wine-drinkers, because the new wine has been suddenly taken away from your mouth!
E ara, e te hunga haurangi, e tangi; aue, e nga kaiinu waina katoa, ki te waina hou; kua whakakorea nei hoki ma o koutou mangai.
6 A nation has invaded my land: powerful and too many to count. Their teeth are like lion's teeth, their fangs like those of a lioness.
Kei te haere mai tetahi iwi ki toku whenua, he kaha, e kore e taea te tatau: ko ona niho he niho raiona, he niho purakau ona no te raiona katua.
7 It has ruined my grapevines and destroyed my fig trees, stripping them completely and reducing them to stumps, white and bare.
Kore ake i a ia taku waina, ko taku piki tihorea ake e ia: poto rawa te peha i a ia, akiri rawa; ko ona manga meinga ana kia ma.
8 Mourn like a bride dressed in sackcloth, mourning the death of her husband-to-be.
E tangi, kia rite ki te tamahine kua oti te whitiki ki te kakahu taratara, e tangi ana ki te makau o tona tamahinetanga.
9 Grain and wine offerings have stopped in the Temple. The priests who minister before the Lord are in mourning.
Kua whakakahoretia te whakahere totokore me te ringihanga i roto i te whare o Ihowa; kei te tangi nga tohunga, nga minita a Ihowa.
10 The fields are devastated, the earth mourns; for the grain is ruined, the new wine dries up, the olive oil fails.
Kua he te mara, kei te tangi te oneone; no te mea kua mate te witi, kua maroke te waina hou, kua kahakore te hinu.
11 Be ashamed, farmers, and wail in sorrow, keepers of vineyards, over the wheat and the barley, for the crops from the fields are ruined.
Kia whakama, e nga kaingaki whenua; aue, e nga kaimahi waina, mo te witi, mo te parei; kua kore nei hoki nga hua o te mara.
12 The vines are shriveled, the fig trees are withered; the pomegranate, the palm, and the apricot trees—all the fruit trees have dried up, and at the same time the people's happiness has also dried up.
Kua maroke te waina, kua putokitoki te piki; ko te pamekaranete, ko te nikau, ko te aporo, ko nga rakau katoa o te whenua, kua maroke: kua maroke nei hoki te koa i roto i nga tamariki a te tangata.
13 Dress in sackcloth, you priests, and mourn; weep, you who minister before the altar! Go and spend the night in sackcloth, you ministers of my God, for the grain and wine offerings have stopped in the Temple.
Tatua i a koutou ki te kakahu taratara, e tangi, e koutou e nga tohunga; aue, e nga minita o te aata: haere mai, hei te mea taratara he kakahu mo koutou i te po, e nga minita o toku Atua: kua kore nei hoki te whakahere totokore me te ringihanga i roto i te whare o to koutou Atua.
14 Proclaim a fast; call a sacred assembly. Have the elders and all people of the land gather in the Temple, and cry out to your God, to the Lord.
Whakatapua he nohopuku, karangatia he hui nui, whakaminea nga whenua, ki te whare o Ihowa, o to koutou Atua, ka karanga ki a Ihowa.
15 What a terrible day! For the day of the Lord is near, it will come as destruction from the Almighty.
Aue, te mate o taua ra nei! kua tata hoki te ra o Ihowa, ka rite hoki tona putanga mai ki te whakangaromanga a te Kaha Rawa.
16 Haven't we seen our food taken away from us, right before our eyes? There is no joy and happiness in God's Temple.
He teka ianei kua hatepea atu te kai i mua atu i o tatou kanohi, ae ra, te koa, me te whakamanamana i roto i te whare o to tatou Atua?
17 Seeds planted in the ground shrivel up; the storehouses are empty, the barns are torn down because the grain has dried up.
Kua pirau te purapura i raro i nga pokurukuru; kua takoto kau nga whare kai, kua pakarukaru nga whare witi; no te mea kua ngingio te witi.
18 The farm animals moan with hunger. The herds of cattle wander everywhere because they can't find grass to eat; the flocks of sheep are suffering.
Ano te aue o nga kararehe! raruraru ana nga kahui kau i te kore wahi kai ma ratou; ae ra, ko nga kahui hipi he noa iho.
19 To you, Lord, I cry out! For fire has destroyed the pastures in the wilderness; flames have burned up all the orchards.
E Ihowa, ka karanga ahau ki a koe: kua pau hoki i te ahi nga wahi kai o te koraha, kua wera i te mura nga rakau katoa o te parae.
20 Even the wild animals long for you because the streams have dried up, and fire has destroyed the pastures in the wilderness.
Ae ra, kei te tangi hoki nga kararehe o te parae ki a koe: no te mea kua maroke nga awa wai, kua pau hoki i te ahi nga wahi kai o te koraha.
