Joel 1
1 The word of YHWH that came to Joel, the son of Pethuel.
Pakaiyin hiche thuhi Pethuel chapa Joel henga anasei ahi.
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?
Hiche thuhi ngaijun, nangho mipite chunga lamkaihon ngaijun, gamsung’a cheng jousen, Na thusimuva hitobang hi sohkha mong nam?
3 Tell your children about it, and have 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 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.
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 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.
Khangun, nangho jukham ho, chuleh kapun, na kamsunguva ju lhumkei akisuh mong jeh'in, judon hat jouse kap sohkeijun.
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.
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 has laid my vine waste, and stripped my fig tree. He has stripped its bark, and thrown it away. Its branches are made white.
Ka lengpi lei le ka theichang phung jouse jong eisuh gampeh tauvin ahi, abahgeijin amalngimun agolhasoh heltan tai.
8 Mourn like a virgin dressed in sackcloth for the husband of her youth.
Avoma kijem nungah jinei joutil kabangin,
9 The meal offering and the drink offering are cut off from YHWH's house. The priests, YHWH'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 laid waste. The land mourns, for the grain is destroyed, The new wine has dried up, and the oil languishes.
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 confounded, you farmers. Wail, you vineyard keepers; for the wheat and for the barley; for the harvest of the field has 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 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.
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 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.
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 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.
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 YHWH is at hand, and it will come as destruction from Shaddai.
Pakai nikho ahung naitai, Pakai hatchungnunga konin manthahna nikho chu ahung lhung’e.
16 Isn't the food cut off before our eyes; 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 seeds shrivel under their shovels. The storehouses are laid desolate. The granaries are broken down, for the grain has withered.
Leinoiya muchi kituho akihul gosoh tan, thil kikholna in jouse jong akeovin aum soh tai.
18 How the animals groan. The herds of livestock are perplexed, because they have no pasture. Even the flocks of sheep suffer.
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 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.
Pakai nei kithopiuvin! Gamsunga hamdon jouse jong meiyin akagop sohtan, Thingphung jouse jong meikongin aleogop soh tai.
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.
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.
