Joel 1
1 The word of Jehovah, which came to Joel, the son of Pethuel.
Maganar Ubangiji wadda ta zo wurin Yowel ɗan Fetuwel.
2 Hear this, ye old men; Give ear, all ye inhabitants of the land! Hath such a thing happened in your days, Or even 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 ye your children of it, And let 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 That which the gnawing-locust left hath the swarming-locust eaten, And that which the swarming-locust left hath the licking-locust eaten, And that which the licking-locust left hath the consuming-locust 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 Awake, ye drunkards, and weep! Howl, all ye drinkers of wine, For the new wine, which is snatched from your mouths!
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 hath come up on my land, Strong, and not to be numbered; Their teeth are the teeth of the lion; They have the jaw-teeth of the lioness.
Wata al’umma ta mamaye ƙasata, tana da ƙarfi ba ta kuma ƙidayuwa; tana da haƙoran zaki, da zagar zakanya.
7 They have made my vine a desolation, And my fig-tree a broken branch; They have made it quite bare and cast it away; The branches thereof 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 Lament ye, like a bride, Clothed 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 flour-offering and the drink-offering are cut off from the house of Jehovah; The priests, the servants of Jehovah 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 ground mourneth, For the corn is laid waste; The new wine is dried up; The oil languisheth.
Filaye sun zama marasa amfani, ƙasa ta bushe; an lalatar da hatsi, sabon ruwan inabin ya bushe, mai kuma ba amfani.
11 Lament, O ye husbandmen, Howl, O ye vine-dressers, For the wheat and the barley, For the harvest of the field hath 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 is dried up, And the fig-tree languisheth; The pomegranate, the palm-tree, and the apple-tree, —All the trees of the field, are withered; Yea, joy is 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 Gird yourselves with sackcloth and mourn, ye priests! Howl, ye ministers of the altar! Come, lie all night in sackcloth, ye ministers of my God, For the flour-offering and the drink-offering are withholden from the house of your God!
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 Appoint ye a fast, proclaim a solemn assembly! Gather the elders and all the inhabitants of the land Into the house of Jehovah, your God, And cry unto Jehovah!
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, alas the day! For the day of Jehovah is near; Even as destruction from the Almighty doth it come.
Kaito saboda wannan rana! Gama ranar Ubangiji ta kusa, za tă zo kamar hallaka daga wurin Maɗaukaki.
16 Is not our food cut off from before our eyes, Yea, 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 are rotten under their clods, The storehouses are laid desolate, the garners are destroyed; For the corn is withered.
Iri suna ta yanƙwanewa a busasshiyar ƙasa Ɗakunan ajiya sun lalace, an rurrushe rumbunan hatsin, gama hatsi ya ƙare.
18 How do the beasts groan, How do the herds of oxen wander perplexed, Having no pasture! The flocks of sheep also are destroyed.
Ji yadda dabbobi suke nishi! Garkunan shanu sun ruɗe saboda ba su da ciyawa, har garkunan tumaki ma suna shan wahala.
19 To thee, O Jehovah, do I call, For a fire hath devoured the pastures of the desert, And a flame hath 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 The beasts of the field, also, cry unto thee, For the streams of water are dried up, And a fire hath devoured the pastures of the desert!
Har ma namun jeji suna haki gare ka; rafuffuka sun bushe wuta kuma ta cinye wurin kiwo a jeji.
