Joel 1
1 The word of YHWH that came to Joel, the son of Pethuel.
Maganar Ubangiji wadda ta zo wurin Yowel ɗan Fetuwel.
2 Hear this, you elders, And listen, all you inhabitants of the land. Has this ever happened in your days, or in the days of your fathers?
Ku ji wannan, ku dattawa, ku kasa kunne, dukan waɗanda suke zaune a ƙasar. Ko wani abu makamancin haka ya taɓa faruwa a kwanakinku ko a kwanakin kakanninku?
3 Tell your children about it, and have your children tell their children, and their children, another generation.
Ku faɗa wa’ya’yanku, bari kuma’ya’yanku su faɗa wa’ya’yansu,’ya’yansu kuma su faɗa wa tsara ta gaba.
4 What the swarming locust has left, the great locust has eaten. What the great locust has left, the grasshopper has eaten. What the grasshopper has left, the caterpillar has eaten.
Abin da ɗango ya bari fāri masu girma sun cinye; abin da fāri masu girma suka bari, burduduwa ta cinye; abin da burduduwa ta bari sauran kwari sun cinye.
5 Wake up, you drunkards, and weep. Wail, all you drinkers of wine, because of the sweet wine; for it is cut off from your mouth.
Ku farka, ku bugaggu, ku yi kuka! Ku yi kuka da ƙarfi, ku dukan mashayan ruwan inabi; ku yi kuka mai ƙarfi saboda sabon ruwan inabi, gama an riga an ƙwace ta daga leɓunanku.
6 For a nation has come up on my land, strong, and without number. His teeth are the teeth of a lion, and he has the fangs of a lioness.
Wata al’umma ta mamaye ƙasata, tana da ƙarfi ba ta kuma ƙidayuwa; tana da haƙoran zaki, da zagar zakanya.
7 He has laid my vine waste, and stripped my fig tree. He has stripped its bark, and thrown it away. Its branches are made white.
Ta mayar da kuringar inabina kango ta kuma lalatar da itatuwan ɓaurena. Ta ɓamɓare bayansu duka ta kuma jefar da su ta bar rassansu fari fat.
8 Mourn like a virgin dressed in sackcloth for the husband of her youth.
Ku yi makoki kamar budurwa a cikin tsummoki tana baƙin ciki domin mijinta na ƙuruciyarta.
9 The meal offering and the drink offering are cut off from YHWH's house. The priests, YHWH's ministers, mourn.
Hadayun hatsi da hadayun sha an yanke su daga gidan Ubangiji. Firistoci suna makoki, su waɗanda suke yi wa Ubangiji hidima.
10 The field is laid waste. The land mourns, for the grain is destroyed, The new wine has dried up, and the oil languishes.
Filaye sun zama marasa amfani, ƙasa ta bushe; an lalatar da hatsi, sabon ruwan inabin ya bushe, mai kuma ba amfani.
11 Be confounded, you farmers. Wail, you vineyard keepers; for the wheat and for the barley; for the harvest of the field has perished.
Ku fid da zuciya, ku manoma, ku yi ihu, ku masu noma inabi; ku yi baƙin ciki saboda alkama da sha’ir, saboda an lalata girbin filaye.
12 The vine has dried up, and the fig tree withered; the pomegranate tree, the palm tree also, and the apple tree, even all of the trees of the field are withered; for joy has withered away from the sons of men.
Kuringar inabin ta bushe itacen ɓaure kuma ya yi yaushi,’ya’yan rumman, itacen dabino da itacen gawasa, dukan itatuwan filaye, sun bushe. Tabbatacce farin cikin’yan adam ya bushe.
13 Put on sackcloth and mourn, you priests. Wail, you ministers of the altar. Come, lie all night in sackcloth, you ministers of my God, for the meal offering and the drink offering are withheld from your God's house.
Ku sa tsummoki, ya firistoci, ku yi makoki; ku yi ihu, ku da kuke yin hidima a gaban bagade. Zo, ku kwana saye da tsummoki, ku waɗanda kuke yi wa Allahna hidima, gama an yanke hadayun hatsi da hadayun sha daga gidan Allahnku.
14 Sanctify a fast. Call a solemn assembly. Gather the elders, and all the inhabitants of the land, to the house of YHWH, your God, and cry to YHWH.
Ku yi shelar azumi mai tsarki; ku kira tsarkakan taro. Ku kira dattawa da kuma dukan mazaunan ƙasar zuwa gidan Ubangiji Allahnku, ku kuma yi kuka ga Ubangiji.
15 Alas for the day. For the day of YHWH is at hand, and it will come as destruction from Shaddai.
Kaito saboda wannan rana! Gama ranar Ubangiji ta kusa, za tă zo kamar hallaka daga wurin Maɗaukaki.
16 Isn't the food cut off before our eyes; joy and gladness from the house of our God?
Ba a yanke abinci a idanunmu, farin ciki da kuma murna daga gidan Allahnmu ba?
17 The seeds shrivel under their shovels. The storehouses are laid desolate. The granaries are broken down, for the grain has withered.
Iri suna ta yanƙwanewa a busasshiyar ƙasa Ɗakunan ajiya sun lalace, an rurrushe rumbunan hatsin, gama hatsi ya ƙare.
18 How the animals groan. The herds of livestock are perplexed, because they have no pasture. Even the flocks of sheep suffer.
Ji yadda dabbobi suke nishi! Garkunan shanu sun ruɗe saboda ba su da ciyawa, har garkunan tumaki ma suna shan wahala.
19 YHWH, I cry to you, for the fire has devoured the pastures of the wilderness, and the flame has burned all the trees of the field.
A gare ka, ya Ubangiji, nake kira, gama wuta ta cinye wurin kiwo harshen wuta kuma ya ƙone dukan itatuwan jeji.
20 Yes, the animals of the field pant to you, for the water brooks have dried up, And the fire has devoured the pastures of the wilderness.
Har ma namun jeji suna haki gare ka; rafuffuka sun bushe wuta kuma ta cinye wurin kiwo a jeji.
