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1 Hagi ama nanekea Ra Anumzamo'a Petueli ne'mofo Joeli asami'nea naneke.
The LORD’s word that came to Joel, the son of Pethuel.
2 Hagi ranra vahe'mota ama nanekea nentahinkeno, ama mopafima mani'naza vahe'motmanena ama ana nanekea antahiho. Tamagri knafine tamagehe'i knafinena, amanahu zana fore hu'neaza fore nehifi?
Hear this, you elders, and listen, all you inhabitants of the land! Has this ever happened in your days, or in the days of your fathers?
3 Hagi tamagra ama ana nanekea mofavre'tamimofo zamasaminke'za, zamagra mofavre'zmia zamasami anante anante hu'za viho.
Tell your children about it, and have your children tell their children, and their children, another generation.
4 Hagi tra'zama akafri'za nenaza kenumo'zama nege'zama atrazama'a, magopima manumanu hu'za hare'za vanoma nehaza kenumo'za nazageno, zamagrama nege'za atrazama'a takaure takaure'ma hu'zama vano nehaza kenumo'za nazageno, atrazama'a ana maka zama vatri'zama nehana'ma nehaza kenutmimo'za ne'za erihana hu'naze.
What the swarming locust has left, the great locust has eaten. What the great locust has left, the grasshopper has eaten. What the grasshopper has left, the caterpillar has eaten.
5 Hagi aka tima neta neginagima nehaza vahe'mota otitma tamasunku hutma zavi krafa hiho. Na'ankure haganentake waini timo'a vagarenigeta mago'anena onegahaze.
Wake up, you drunkards, and weep! Wail, all you drinkers of wine, because of the sweet wine, for it is cut off from your mouth.
6 Hagi tusi'a hanavenentake huno hampriga osu kenutmimo'za, sondia vahe'mo'za hate vazankna hu'za nagri mopafina mani vite'naze. Hagi ana kenutamimofona zamavemo'a a' laionimofo avekna hu'ne.
For a nation has come up on my land, strong, and without number. His teeth are the teeth of a lion, and he has the fangs of a lioness.
7 Ana hu'neankino waini hozani'a ne'za eri haviza nehu'za, fiki zafani'aramina ani anagazape atrere hu'naze. Ana nehu'za ana zafa akrutamina tavrofetre vagarazageno azankuna'aramimo'a efeke huvagare'ne.
He has laid my vine waste, and stripped my fig tree. He has stripped its bark, and thrown it away. Its branches are made white.
8 Hagi tamagra mago mofa'mo ve erinaku hu'nea vemo frigeno, kento kukena hu'neno, nevenku zavi krafa hiankna huta zavira ateho.
Mourn like a virgin dressed in sackcloth for the husband of her youth!
9 Hagi Ra Anumzamofo mono nompima ofama hu witine waininena omanegahie. E'ina hanige'za Ra Anumzamofo eri'zama eneriza pristi vahe'mo'za tusi zavi krafa hugahaze.
The meal offering and the drink offering are cut off from the LORD’s house. The priests, the LORD’s ministers, mourn.
10 Hagi hozamo'a haviza higeno, mopamo'a hagege higeno, witi ragamo'a ome haviza higeno, wainimo'a hagege higeno, olivi masavema eneriza zafamo'enena hagege hu'ne.
The field is laid waste. The land mourns, for the grain is destroyed, The new wine has dried up, and the oil languishes.
11 Hagi hozama erita nentaza vahe'mota tamagazegu hiho. Grepi hozafima eri'zama eneriza vahe'mota zavi krafa hiho. Na'ankure witine balimo'enena hozafina nena'a reontegeno hozamo'enena hagege hu'ne.
Be confounded, you farmers! Wail, you vineyard keepers, for the wheat and for the barley; for the harvest of the field has perished.
12 Hagi waini nofimo'a hagege higeno, fiki zafama, pomigreneti zafama, deti zafama, epoli zafamo'zanena hagege hu'naze. Ana maka zafaramimo'a hagege higeno, vahe'mo'zama musema nehaza zamo'a vagare'ne.
The vine has dried up, and the fig tree withered— the pomegranate tree, the palm tree also, and the apple tree, even all of the trees of the field are withered; for joy has withered away from the sons of men.
13 Hagi pristi vahe'ma kre sramana vu itare'ma eri'zama eneriza vahe'mota tamasunku kukena hunetma zavi krafagea hiho. Anumzamofo eri'za vahe'mota tamasunku kukena hunetma kenage'enena maniho. Na'ankure tamagri Anumzamofo mono nompima ofama huntesaza wainine witinena omanegahie.
Put on sackcloth and mourn, you priests! Wail, you ministers of the altar. Come, lie all night in sackcloth, you ministers of my God, for the meal offering and the drink offering are withheld from your God’s house.
14 Hagi ke omente emente huta vahera ke hutru huta ne'zana a'o hutma nunamu hiho. Ranra vahetamina ke hutru huta, mika ama mopafima nemaniza vahera zamavareta Ra Anumzana tamagri Anumzamofo ra mono nompi marerita, Ra Anumzamofontega rankea huta kezatiho.
Sanctify a fast. Call a solemn assembly. Gather the elders and all the inhabitants of the land to the house of the LORD, your God, and cry to the LORD.
15 Knare osu kna fore hugahianki, kva hiho! Na'ankure Ra Anumzamo'ma knazama tami'sania knamo'a, hago kofta nehie. Ana knazamo'a Hihamu Hankave'ane Anumzamofontegati egahie.
Alas for the day! For the day of the LORD is at hand, and it will come as destruction from the Almighty.
16 Hagi tagra'a tavufinti negonkeno nezantimo'a vaganeregeno, musenkasema huta Anumzantimofo mono nompima mono'ma hunentona zamo'a vagare'ne.
Is not the food cut off before our eyes, joy and gladness from the house of our God?
17 Hanki mopafima hankre'naza avimzamo'a, hagege huno nefrigeno, nezama vasagente nomo'a haviza nehanigeno, witima vasagente nomo'a haviza huno frugu vaziramine. Na'ankure witimo'a hagege huno haviza hu'ne.
The seeds rot under their clods. The granaries are laid desolate. The barns are broken down, for the grain has withered.
18 Hagi bulimakao afutamimo'za ne'zankura krafa nehu'za, ne'zama nesaza zankura hake'za vano nehazageno, sipisipi afu kevumo'zanena ne'zama nesnaza tra'zana omanege'za tusi zamagaku hu'naze.
How the animals groan! The herds of livestock are perplexed, because they have no pasture. Yes, the flocks of sheep are made desolate.
19 Ra Anumzamokarega nagra nunamuna nehue. Na'ankure sipisipi afu'mo'zama nenaza trazana afeteno erihana nehuno, mika zafanena terasage vagare'ne.
LORD, I cry to you, for the fire has devoured the pastures of the wilderness, and the flame has burned all the trees of the field.
20 Hagi afi zagagafa'moza tima nesaza zankura tusiza nehu'za Kagritega krafa nehaze. Na'ankure ana miko timo'a tane vagaregeno, maka avo'nona afe tevemo teno erihana hu'ne.
Yes, the animals of the field pant to you, for the water brooks have dried up, and the fire has devoured the pastures of the wilderness.
