Joel 1
1 The word of Jehovah, which came to Joel, the son of Pethuel.
Ny tenin’ i Jehovah, izay tonga tamin’ i Joela, zanak’ i Petoela.
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?
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 ye your children of it, And let 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 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.
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 Awake, ye drunkards, and weep! Howl, all ye drinkers of wine, For the new wine, which is snatched from your mouths!
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 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.
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 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.
Nataony simba tokoa ny voaloboko, ary notapatapahiny ny aviaviko; Nataony nakiky tokoa ireny ka nariany, eny, tonga fotsy ny rantsany.
8 Lament ye, like a bride, Clothed in sackcloth for the husband of her youth!
Midradradradrà toy ny virijina misikindamba fisaonana noho ny amin’ ny vadin’ ny fahatanorany.
9 The flour-offering and the drink-offering are cut off from the house of Jehovah; The priests, the servants of Jehovah 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 ground mourneth, For the corn is laid waste; The new wine is dried up; The oil languisheth.
Mariry ny saha, misaona ny tany fambolena; Fa simba ny vary, ritra ny ranom-boaloboka, mihena ny diloilo.
11 Lament, O ye husbandmen, Howl, O ye vine-dressers, For the wheat and the barley, For the harvest of the field hath 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 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.
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 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!
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 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!
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, alas the day! For the day of Jehovah is near; Even as destruction from the Almighty doth it come.
Indrisy ny andro! Fa efa antomotra ny andron’ i Jehovah, ka tahaka ny loza tsy toha avy amin’ ny Tsitoha no fihaviny.
16 Is not our food cut off from before our eyes, Yea, 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 are rotten under their clods, The storehouses are laid desolate, the garners are destroyed; For the corn is withered.
Matimaso ao ambanin’ ny baingan-tany ny vary nafafy, foana ny sompitra, mirodana ny trano fitehirizam-bary; Fa nalazo ny vary.
18 How do the beasts groan, How do the herds of oxen wander perplexed, Having no pasture! The flocks of sheep also are destroyed.
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 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!
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 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!
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.
