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1 Hagi ama nanekea Ra Anumzamo'a Petueli ne'mofo Joeli asami'nea naneke.
The word of the Lord which 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?
Give ear to this, you old men, and take note, you people of the land. Has this ever been 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.
Give the story of it to your children, and let them give it to their children, and their children to 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 worm did not make a meal of, has been taken by the locust; and what the locust did not take, has been food for the plant-worm; and what the plant-worm did not take, has been food for the field-fly.
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.
Come out of your sleep, you who are overcome with wine, and give yourselves to weeping; give cries of sorrow, all you drinkers of wine, because of the sweet wine; for it has been cut off from your mouths.
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 over my land, strong and without number; his teeth are the teeth of a lion, and he has the back teeth of a great lion.
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.
By him my vine is made waste and my fig-tree broken: he has taken all its fruit and sent it down to the earth; 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.
Make sounds of grief like a virgin dressed in haircloth for the husband of her early years.
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 have been cut off from the house of the Lord; the priests, the Lord's servants, are sorrowing.
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 fields are wasted, the land has become dry; for the grain is wasted, the new wine is kept back, the oil is poor.
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.
The farmers are shamed, the workers in the vine-gardens give cries of grief, for the wheat and the barley; for the produce of the fields has come to destruction.
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 become dry and the fig-tree is feeble; the pomegranate and the palm-tree and the apple-tree, even all the trees of the field, are dry: because joy has gone 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 haircloth round you and give yourselves to sorrow, you priests; give cries of grief, you servants of the altar: come in, and, clothed in haircloth, let the night go past, you servants of my God: for the meal offering and the drink offering have been kept back from the house of your God.
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.
Let a time be fixed for going without food, have a holy meeting, let the old men, even all the people of the land, come together to the house of the Lord your God, crying out 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.
Sorrow for the day! for the day of the Lord is near, and as destruction from the Ruler of all it will come.
16 Hagi tagra'a tavufinti negonkeno nezantimo'a vaganeregeno, musenkasema huta Anumzantimofo mono nompima mono'ma hunentona zamo'a vagare'ne.
Is not food cut off before our eyes? joy and delight 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 grains have become small and dry under the spade; the store-houses are made waste, the grain-stores are broken down; for the grain is dry and dead.
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.
What sounds of pain come from the beasts! the herds of cattle are at a loss because there is no grass for them; even the flocks of sheep are no longer to be seen.
19 Ra Anumzamokarega nagra nunamuna nehue. Na'ankure sipisipi afu'mo'zama nenaza trazana afeteno erihana nehuno, mika zafanena terasage vagare'ne.
O Lord, my cry goes up to you: for fire has put an end to the grass-lands of the waste, and all the trees of the field are burned with its flame.
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.
The beasts of the field are turning to you with desire: for the water-streams are dry and fire has put an end to the grass-lands of the waste.
