Juel 1
1 Okwu Onyenwe anyị nke bịakwutere Juel nwa Petuel.
The word of Yahweh, which came unto Joel, son of Pethuel.
2 Nụrụnụ nke a, unu ndị okenye; geenụ ntị, unu ndị niile bi nʼala a. Ihe dị otu a o meela na ndụ unu, ka o mere na ndụ nna nna unu ha?
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?
3 Gwanụ ya ụmụ unu, ka ụmụ unu gwakwa ụmụ ha, ka ụmụ ha gwakwa ụmụ ụmụ ha, ka ụmụ ụmụ ha gwakwa ọgbọ nke na-eso ha.
Concerning it, to your children, tell ye the story, —and your children, to their children, and their children, to the generation following: —
4 Ihe igurube rifọrọ ka igurube ukwu richara, ihe igurube ukwu rifọrọ, ka ụmụ igurube richara, ihe ụmụ igurube rifọrọ ka igurube ndị ọzọ richapụrụ.
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.
5 Tetanụ, unu ndị na-aṅụbiga mmanya oke. Kwaanụ akwa. Kwaanụ akwa unu ndị na-aṅụ mmanya; kwaanụ akwa nʼihi mmanya ọhụrụ, nʼihi na e sitela nʼọnụ unu napụ unu mmanya unu na-aṅụ.
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.
6 O nwere mba bịakwasịrị ala m, usuu ndị agha nke na-enweghị ịgụta ọnụ; nke nwere eze dịka ọdụm, nweekwa ikiri eze dịka ka nne ọdụm.
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!
7 Ọ laala mkpụrụ vaịnị m nʼiyi mee ka osisi fiig m niile mebie kpamkpam. O kpechapụsịala agbụgbọ osisi fiig m, kpofuo ha, hapụ alaka osisi ya ka ọ na-acha ọcha.
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.
8 Kwaa akwa mwute dịka nwaagbọghọ na-amaghị nwoke, nke di na-aga ịlụ ya nwụrụ.
Wail thou, like a virgin girded with sackcloth, for the owner of her youth.
9 Akwụsịla iwebata onyinye ọka na onyinye mmanya nʼụlọ Onyenwe anyị. Ndị nchụaja na-eru ụjụ, bụ ndị ahụ na-eje ozi nʼihu Onyenwe anyị.
Cut off are the meal-offering and the drink-offering, from the house of Yahweh, —In grief are the priests, the attendants on Yahweh: —
10 Emebiela ala ubi niile, ala nọ na-eru ụjụ. Ebibiela ọka niile, mmanya adịghịkwa, otu a kwa, mmanụ oliv adịghịkwa.
Laid waste is the field, in grief is the soil, —for laid waste is the corn, abashed is the new wine, languisheth the oil.
11 Daanụ mba nʼobi unu, unu ndị ọrụ ubi, tienụ mkpu akwa, unu ndị ọrụ ubi vaịnị. Tienụ aka nʼobi nʼihi ọka wiiti na ọka balị, nʼihi na a laala owuwe ihe ubi nʼiyi.
Turn pale, ye husbandmen, howl, ye vinedressers, over the wheat, and over the barley, —for perished is the harvest of the field.
12 Osisi vaịnị anwụọla. Osisi fiig akpọnwụọla. Osisi pomegranet na osisi nkwụ, na osisi apụl akpọnwụọla. Nʼezie, osisi niile akpọnwụọla. Nʼebe ndị mmadụ nọ, ọṅụ alala.
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.
13 Yikwasịnụ onwe unu akwa mkpe, unu ndị nchụaja; ruonụ ụjụ, kwaanụ akwa, unu ndị na-eje ozi nʼebe ịchụ aja. Bịanụ, yiri akwa mkpe nọ ọnọdụ abalị unu ndị na-ejere Chineke m ozi nʼihi na egbochiela onyinye ọka na onyinye ihe ọṅụṅụ ịbata nʼụlọ Chineke unu.
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.
14 Kpọsaanụ obubu ọnụ dị nsọ. Kpọọnụ nzukọta dị nsọ. Chịkọtaanụ ndị okenye na ndị niile bi nʼala a, ka ha bịa nʼụlọnsọ Onyenwe anyị Chineke unu; ka ha tikuo Onyenwe anyị mkpu akwa.
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.
15 Ụbọchị dị oke egwu ka ụbọchị ahụ bụ! Nʼihi na ụbọchị Onyenwe anyị abịala nso. Ọ ga-ewetakwa mbibi site nʼaka Onye pụrụ ime ihe niile.
Alas for the day! For near is the day of Yahweh, and, as a veritable Destruction from the Destroyer, shall it come.
16 Ọ bụ na e sitebeghị nʼihu anyị wezuga ihe oriri niile, Ọ bụ na ọṅụ na obi ụtọ e sitebeghị nʼụlọnsọ Chineke anyị pụọ?
Is it not, before our eyes, that, food, hath been cut off? From the house of our God, rejoicing and exultation.
17 Mkpụrụ ubi akpọnwụọla nʼọkpụrụkpụ aja ala. Ụlọ a na-edebe ihe oriri atọgbọrọla nʼefu, a kwatuola ọba niile, nʼihi na mkpụrụ ọka niile akpọọla nku.
Rotted hath the seed, under their clods, Laid waste are their stores, Thrown down are the garners, —Yea abashed is the corn.
18 Lee otu anụ ụlọ niile si eze ume! Igwe ehi na-awagharị nʼihi na ha enweghị ebe ịta nri; ọ bụladị igwe atụrụ nọkwa nʼọnọdụ ịta ahụhụ.
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!
19 Gị Onyenwe anyị, ka m na-akpọku, nʼihi na ọkụ erepịala ebe ịta nri nke ụmụ anụ ụlọ. Ọkụ erechapụkwala osisi niile dị nʼọhịa.
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.
20 Ọ bụladị ụmụ anụ ọhịa na-ebeku gị akwa, nʼihi na iyi niile ataala, ọkụ erechapụkwala ebe ịta nri nke anụmanụ niile nke dị nʼọzara.
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.
