Joel 1
1 The word of Yahweh, which came unto Joel, son of Pethuel.
Ko te kupu a Ihowa i puta mai ki a Hoera tama a Petuere.
2 Hear this, ye elders, and give ear, all ye inhabitants of the land, —hath this ever happened in your days? or in the days of your fathers?
Whakarongo ki tenei, e nga kaumatua, kia whai taringa, e nga tangata katoa o te whenua. I o koutou ra ranei tenei, i nga ra ranei o o koutou matua?
3 Concerning it, to your children, tell ye the story, —and your children, to their children, and their children, to the generation following: —
Korerotia taua mea ki a koutou tamariki, ma a koutou tamariki ano hoki e korero ki a ratou tamariki, a ma a ratou tamariki e korero ki tetahi atu whakatupuranga.
4 That which was left by the creeping locust, hath the swarming locust eaten, and, that which was left by the swarming locust, hath the grass locust eaten; and, that which was left by the grass locust, hath the corn locust eaten.
Ko te toenga a te whangawhanga pau ake i te mawhitiwhiti; ko te toenga a te mawhitiwhiti pau ake i te tatarakihi: a ko te toenga a te tatarakihi pau ake i te moka.
5 Awake, ye drunkards, and weep, and howl, all ye drinkers of wine, —over the new wine, because it hath been cut off from your mouth.
E ara, e te hunga haurangi, e tangi; aue, e nga kaiinu waina katoa, ki te waina hou; kua whakakorea nei hoki ma o koutou mangai.
6 For, a nation, hath come up over my land, bold, and without number, —his teeth, are the teeth of a lion, and, the fangs of a lioness, hath he!
Kei te haere mai tetahi iwi ki toku whenua, he kaha, e kore e taea te tatau: ko ona niho he niho raiona, he niho purakau ona no te raiona katua.
7 He hath turned my vine to a waste, and my fig-tree to splinters, —he hath, barked it clean, and cast it down, bleached are its branches.
Kore ake i a ia taku waina, ko taku piki tihorea ake e ia: poto rawa te peha i a ia, akiri rawa; ko ona manga meinga ana kia ma.
8 Wail thou, like a virgin girded with sackcloth, for the owner of her youth.
E tangi, kia rite ki te tamahine kua oti te whitiki ki te kakahu taratara, e tangi ana ki te makau o tona tamahinetanga.
9 Cut off are the meal-offering and the drink-offering, from the house of Yahweh, —In grief are the priests, the attendants on Yahweh: —
Kua whakakahoretia te whakahere totokore me te ringihanga i roto i te whare o Ihowa; kei te tangi nga tohunga, nga minita a Ihowa.
10 Laid waste is the field, in grief is the soil, —for laid waste is the corn, abashed is the new wine, languisheth the oil.
Kua he te mara, kei te tangi te oneone; no te mea kua mate te witi, kua maroke te waina hou, kua kahakore te hinu.
11 Turn pale, ye husbandmen, howl, ye vinedressers, over the wheat, and over the barley, —for perished is the harvest of the field.
Kia whakama, e nga kaingaki whenua; aue, e nga kaimahi waina, mo te witi, mo te parei; kua kore nei hoki nga hua o te mara.
12 The vine, is abashed, and, the fig-tree, languisheth, —pomegranate, palm also, and apple—all the trees of the field, have withered, Yea abashed is gladness, away from the sons of men.
Kua maroke te waina, kua putokitoki te piki; ko te pamekaranete, ko te nikau, ko te aporo, ko nga rakau katoa o te whenua, kua maroke: kua maroke nei hoki te koa i roto i nga tamariki a te tangata.
13 Gird yourselves and beat the breast—ye priests, howl, ye attendants of the altar, go in and wrap yourselves for the night in sackcloth, ye attendants on my God, —for, withholden from the house of your God, are the meal-offering and the drink- offering.
Tatua i a koutou ki te kakahu taratara, e tangi, e koutou e nga tohunga; aue, e nga minita o te aata: haere mai, hei te mea taratara he kakahu mo koutou i te po, e nga minita o toku Atua: kua kore nei hoki te whakahere totokore me te ringihanga i roto i te whare o to koutou Atua.
14 Hallow ye a fast, Call a solemn assembly, Gather, O elders, all the inhabitants of the land, unto the house of Yahweh your God, —and make ye outcry unto Yahweh.
Whakatapua he nohopuku, karangatia he hui nui, whakaminea nga whenua, ki te whare o Ihowa, o to koutou Atua, ka karanga ki a Ihowa.
15 Alas for the day! For near is the day of Yahweh, and, as a veritable Destruction from the Destroyer, shall it come.
Aue, te mate o taua ra nei! kua tata hoki te ra o Ihowa, ka rite hoki tona putanga mai ki te whakangaromanga a te Kaha Rawa.
16 Is it not, before our eyes, that, food, hath been cut off? From the house of our God, rejoicing and exultation.
He teka ianei kua hatepea atu te kai i mua atu i o tatou kanohi, ae ra, te koa, me te whakamanamana i roto i te whare o to tatou Atua?
17 Rotted hath the seed, under their clods, Laid waste are their stores, Thrown down are the garners, —Yea abashed is the corn.
Kua pirau te purapura i raro i nga pokurukuru; kua takoto kau nga whare kai, kua pakarukaru nga whare witi; no te mea kua ngingio te witi.
18 How do the beasts groan! Perplexed are the herds of oxen, because there is no pasture for them, —even, the flocks of sheep, are destroyed!
Ano te aue o nga kararehe! raruraru ana nga kahui kau i te kore wahi kai ma ratou; ae ra, ko nga kahui hipi he noa iho.
19 Unto thee, O Yahweh, will I cry, —for, a fire, hath consumed the pastures of the wilderness, and, a flame, hath set ablaze all the trees of the field.
E Ihowa, ka karanga ahau ki a koe: kua pau hoki i te ahi nga wahi kai o te koraha, kua wera i te mura nga rakau katoa o te parae.
20 Even the beasts of the field, moan unto thee, —because dried up are the channels of water, and, a fire, hath devoured the pastures of the wilderness.
Ae ra, kei te tangi hoki nga kararehe o te parae ki a koe: no te mea kua maroke nga awa wai, kua pau hoki i te ahi nga wahi kai o te koraha.
