Joel 1
1 The word of YHWH that came to Joel, the son of Pethuel.
Ny tenin’ i Jehovah, izay tonga tamin’ i Joela, zanak’ i Petoela.
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?
Henoy izao, ry anti-panahy! Ary mandrenesa, ianareo mponina rehetra amin’ ny tany! Moa mba efa nisy tamin’ ny andronareo na tamin’ ny andron’ ny razanareo, va izao?
3 Tell your children about it, and have your children tell their children, and their children, another generation.
Lazao amin’ ny zanakareo izao, ary aoka ny zanakareo hilaza amin’ ny zanany kosa, ary ny zanak’ ireo kosa indray amin’ ny taranaka mandimby azy.
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.
Izay sisan’ ny kijeja dia nohanin’ ny koraika; Ary izay sisan’ ny koraika dia nohanin’ ny valalavao: Ary izay sisan’ ny valalavao dia nohanin’ ny sompanga.
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.
Mifohaza, ianareo mpimamo, ka mitomania, eny, midradradradrà, ianareo mpisotro divay rehetra, noho ny ranom-boaloboka, satria tapaka tsy ho amin’ ny vavanareo izany.
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.
Fa misy firenena mahery sady tsy hita isa miakatra hamely ny taniko; Ny nifiny dia nifin-diona, ary ny vazany dia vazan’ ny liom-bavy.
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.
Nataony simba tokoa ny voaloboko, ary notapatapahiny ny aviaviko; Nataony nakiky tokoa ireny ka nariany, eny, tonga fotsy ny rantsany.
8 Mourn like a virgin dressed in sackcloth for the husband of her youth.
Midradradradrà toy ny virijina misikindamba fisaonana noho ny amin’ ny vadin’ ny fahatanorany.
9 The meal offering and the drink offering are cut off from YHWH's house. The priests, YHWH's ministers, mourn.
Efa tapaka tsy ho ao amin’ ny tranon’ i Jehovah ny fanatitra hohanina sy ny fanatitra aidina; Mitomany ny mpisorona, mpanao fanompoam-pivavahana ho an’ i Jehovah.
10 The field is laid waste. The land mourns, for the grain is destroyed, The new wine has dried up, and the oil languishes.
Mariry ny saha, misaona ny tany fambolena; Fa simba ny vary, ritra ny ranom-boaloboka, mihena ny diloilo.
11 Be confounded, you farmers. Wail, you vineyard keepers; for the wheat and for the barley; for the harvest of the field has perished.
Aoka ho menatra ianareo mpiasa tany; midradradradrà, ianareo mpamboatra tanim-boaloboka, noho ny vary tritika sy ny vary hordea; Fa majifa ny vokatry ny saha;
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.
Maina ny voaloboka, malazo ny aviavy, ary malazo koa ny ampongabendanitra sy ny rofia ary ny poma aza, dia ny hazo rehetra any an-tsaha; Eny, malazo ny fifalian’ ny zanak’ olombelona.
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.
Misikìna sy mitomania, ianareo mpisorona; midradradradrà, ianareo mpanao fanompoam-pivavahana eo amin’ ny alitara; Andeha mandry amin’ ny lamba fisaonana mandritra ny alina, ianareo mpanao fanompoam-pivavahana ho an’ Andriamanitro, fa tapaka tsy ho ao amin’ ny tranon’ Andriamanitra ny fanatitra hohanina sy ny fanatitra aidina.
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.
Manamasìna andro fifadian-kanina, miantsoa fivoriana masìna, angòny ny loholona sy ny mponina rehetra amin’ ny tany ho ao an-tranon’ i Jehovah Andriamanitrareo, koa andeha mitaraina amin’ i Jehovah.
15 Alas for the day. For the day of YHWH is at hand, and it will come as destruction from Shaddai.
Indrisy ny andro! Fa efa antomotra ny andron’ i Jehovah, ka tahaka ny loza tsy toha avy amin’ ny Tsitoha no fihaviny.
16 Isn't the food cut off before our eyes; joy and gladness from the house of our God?
Moa tsy efa tapaka teo imasontsika va ny hanina, eny, ny fifaliana sy ny faharavoravoana tsy ho ao an-tranon’ Andriamanitsika?
17 The seeds shrivel under their shovels. The storehouses are laid desolate. The granaries are broken down, for the grain has withered.
Matimaso ao ambanin’ ny baingan-tany ny vary nafafy, foana ny sompitra, mirodana ny trano fitehirizam-bary; Fa nalazo ny vary.
18 How the animals groan. The herds of livestock are perplexed, because they have no pasture. Even the flocks of sheep suffer.
Indrisy, ny fitoreon’ ny biby! Very hevitra ny omby andiany, satria tsy misy ahitra ho azy; Eny, na dia ny andian’ ny ondry aman’ osy aza dia mijaly noho ny heloka.
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.
Jehovah ô, Hianao no itarainako, fa efa levon’ ny afo ny kijana any an-efitra, ary nisy lelafo efa nandoro ny hazo rehetra any an-tsaha.
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.
Na dia ny biby any an-tsaha aza dia mihanahana miandrandra Anao, satria ritra ny renirano, ary efa levon’ ny afo ny kijana any an-efitra.
