Joel 1
1 The word of Jehovah, which came to Joel, the son of Pethuel.
Verbum Domini, quod factum est ad Ioel filium Phatuel.
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?
Audite hoc senes, et auribus percipite omnes habitatores terræ: si factum est istud in diebus vestris, aut in diebus patrum vestrorum?
3 Tell ye your children of it, And let your children tell their children, And their children another generation!
Super hoc filiis vestris narrate, et filii vestri filiis suis, et filii eorum generationi alteræ.
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.
Residuum erucæ comedit locusta, et residuum locustæ comedit bruchus, et residuum bruchi comedit rubigo.
5 Awake, ye drunkards, and weep! Howl, all ye drinkers of wine, For the new wine, which is snatched from your mouths!
Expergiscimini ebrii, et flete, et ululate omnes, qui bibitis vinum in dulcedine: quoniam periit ab ore vestro.
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.
Gens enim ascendit super terram meam, fortis et innumerabilis: dentes eius ut dentes leonis: et molares eius ut catuli leonis.
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.
Posuit vineam meam in desertum, et ficum meam decorticavit: nudans spoliavit eam, et proiecit: albi facti sunt rami eius.
8 Lament ye, like a bride, Clothed in sackcloth for the husband of her youth!
Plange quasi virgo accincta sacco super virum pubertatis suæ.
9 The flour-offering and the drink-offering are cut off from the house of Jehovah; The priests, the servants of Jehovah mourn.
Periit sacrificium, et libatio de domo Domini: luxerunt sacerdotes ministri Domini.
10 The field is laid waste; The ground mourneth, For the corn is laid waste; The new wine is dried up; The oil languisheth.
Depopulata est regio, luxit humus: quoniam devastatum est triticum, confusum est vinum, elanguit oleum.
11 Lament, O ye husbandmen, Howl, O ye vine-dressers, For the wheat and the barley, For the harvest of the field hath perished!
Confusi sunt agricolæ, ululaverunt vinitores super frumento, et hordeo, quia periit messis agri.
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.
Vinea confusa est, et ficus elanguit: malogranatum, et palma, et malum, et omnia ligna agri aruerunt: quia confusum est gaudium a filiis hominum.
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!
Accingite vos, et plangite sacerdotes, ululate ministri altaris: ingredimini, cubate in sacco ministri Dei mei: quoniam interiit de domo Dei vestri sacrificium, et libatio.
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!
Sanctificate ieiunium, vocate cœtum, congregate senes omnes habitatores terræ in domum Dei vestri: et clamate ad Dominum:
15 Alas, alas the day! For the day of Jehovah is near; Even as destruction from the Almighty doth it come.
A, a, a, diei. quia prope est dies Domini, et quasi vastitas a potente veniet.
16 Is not our food cut off from before our eyes, Yea, joy and gladness from the house of our God?
Numquid non coram oculis vestris alimenta perierunt de domo Dei nostri, lætitia, et exultatio?
17 The seeds are rotten under their clods, The storehouses are laid desolate, the garners are destroyed; For the corn is withered.
Computruerunt iumenta in stercore suo, demolita sunt horrea, dissipatæ sunt apothecæ: quoniam confusum est triticum.
18 How do the beasts groan, How do the herds of oxen wander perplexed, Having no pasture! The flocks of sheep also are destroyed.
Quid ingemuit animal, mugierunt greges armenti? Quia non est pascua eis: sed et greges pecorum disperierunt.
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!
Ad te Domine clamabo: quia ignis comedit speciosa deserti, et flamma succendit omnia ligna regionis.
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!
Sed et bestiæ agri, quasi area sitiens imbrem, suspexerunt ad te: quoniam exiccati sunt fontes aquarum, et ignis devoravit speciosa deserti.
