Joel 1
1 THE word of the Lord that came to Joel the son of Pethuel.
Pakaiyin hiche thuhi Pethuel chapa Joel henga anasei ahi.
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?
Hiche thuhi ngaijun, nangho mipite chunga lamkaihon ngaijun, gamsung’a cheng jousen, Na thusimuva hitobang hi sohkha mong nam?
3 Tell ye your children of it, and let your children tell their children, and their children another generation.
Hitobang thu hunglhung ding hi nachateu henga seipeh’un, chule nachateuvin jong achateu heng’a aseipeh son dingu ahi. Thusim hi akhang akhanga kiseipeh son peh ding ahi.
4 That which the palmerworm 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 caterpiller eaten.
Khaokhopin anche louhing aneh jouvin, amoh cheng Khaokhopi chom dangin anekit in, abankit in jong khaokho danghon anen akichainan jong khaokhopi chom khat in anekit in ahi.
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.
Khangun, nangho jukham ho, chuleh kapun, na kamsunguva ju lhumkei akisuh mong jeh'in, judon hat jouse kap sohkeijun.
6 For a nation is come up upon my land, strong, and without number, whose teeth are the teeth of a lion, and he hath the cheek teeth of a great lion.
Ka galmite simsen lou gal sat dingin kagam sunga ahung kitollut tan ahi, hattah ahiuvin, atam dan ajat jong simsenlou ahiuvin, aha-ujong ahemdan keipi bahkai ha abangin ahi.
7 He hath laid my vine waste, and barked my fig tree: he hath made it clean bare, and cast it away; the branches thereof are made white.
Ka lengpi lei le ka theichang phung jouse jong eisuh gampeh tauvin ahi, abahgeijin amalngimun agolhasoh heltan tai.
8 Lament like a virgin girded with sackcloth for the husband of her youth.
Avoma kijem nungah jinei joutil kabangin,
9 The meat offering and the drink offering is cut off from the house of the Lord; the priests, the Lord’s ministers, mourn.
Pakai Houin sunga lhosoh leh Lengpiga thilto hojong abeisohtan, hijeh chun Pakai Thempu kin bolla pang lhacha ho jong alunghem gamtauvin ahi, chuleh Pakai Thempuho jong akaptauve.
10 The field is wasted, the land mourneth; for the corn is wasted: the new wine is dried up, the oil languisheth.
Loulai jouse jong aki sugamsohin, gamsung jong abeitai, gasoh jouse jong aki sumong sohtan, lengpithei jong aga tapon chuleh olive thao jong akichai gam tai.
11 Be ye ashamed, O ye husbandmen; howl, O ye vinedressers, for the wheat and for the barley; because the harvest of the field is perished.
Vo loulhouho kinepna beijin lunglhauvin, Vo lengpilei lhouho, puldouvun Kapun, ajeh chu loulaija gasoh suhlouchang leh sakol chang abeitah jeh'in,
12 The vine is dried up, and the fig tree languisheth; the pomegranate tree, the palm tree also, and the apple tree, even all the trees of the field, are withered: because joy is withered away from the sons of men.
Lengpigui agop tan chuleh theichang phung agop lhatan, kolbuthei phung, tum phung chuleh theithup phung, chule thingga phung jouse agop lhasoh tan, mijouse kipana jong agop lhasohtan ahi.
13 Gird yourselves, and lament, ye priests: howl, ye ministers of the altar: come, lie all night in sackcloth, ye ministers of my God: for the meat offering and the drink offering is withholden from the house of your God.
Nangho thempuho jousen khaodip pon sillin kivonun lang, Pakai kinbol Jousen jan teng maicham phunga hungun, kap’un, ajeh chu na Pathen Hou-in a na lhosoh thilto ding leh lengpitwi thilto ding abeisohtan ahi.
14 Sanctify ye a fast, call a solemn assembly, gather the elders and all the inhabitants of the land into the house of the Lord your God, and cry unto the Lord,
An ngolding phongdoh un, Pakai Hou-in sung leh gamsung a mipite lultahin kou khomun, gamsunga lamkaiho jouse koukhomun, chuleh hichea chun kap jahuvin.
15 Alas for the day! for the day of the Lord is at hand, and as a destruction from the Almighty shall it come.
Pakai nikho ahung naitai, Pakai hatchungnunga konin manthahna nikho chu ahung lhung’e.
16 Is not the meat cut off before our eyes, yea, joy and gladness from the house of our God?
Eima ho mitmu taha inehdiu kisumong hilou hija, I-Pathen’u hou-in a kona kipa leh thanopna jouse beisoh hilou ham?
17 The seed is rotten under their clods, the garners are laid desolate, the barns are broken down; for the corn is withered.
Leinoiya muchi kituho akihul gosoh tan, thil kikholna in jouse jong akeovin aum soh tai.
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.
Gam laha gamsa jousen jong itobang taha kel athoh’u hitam! In'a kivah gancha ho jong alung dong gam tauve. Anehdiu abeisoh phatin, kelcha leh kelngoite ho jong alungdong gamtauve.
19 O Lord, to thee will I cry: for the fire hath devoured the pastures of the wilderness, and the flame hath burned all the trees of the field.
Pakai nei kithopiuvin! Gamsunga hamdon jouse jong meiyin akagop sohtan, Thingphung jouse jong meikongin aleogop soh tai.
20 The beasts of the field cry also unto thee: for the rivers of waters are dried up, and the fire hath devoured the pastures of the wilderness.
Gamlaha gamsa ho jeng jong na henga apeng tauve, ajeh chu vadung jouse jong akang gamtan, gamlah-a hamdon jouse jong meiyin akagop gam tai.
