Hoera 1
1 Ko te kupu a Ihowa i puta mai ki a Hoera tama a Petuere.
The Lord sent a message through Joel, son of Pethuel.
2 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?
Listen to this, elders; pay attention, everyone who lives in the land. Has anything ever happened like this before in your experience, or that of your forefathers?
3 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.
Tell your children about it, and have your children tell it to their children, and their children tell the next generation.
4 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.
What the cutting locusts left, the swarming locusts have eaten; what the swarming locusts left, the hopping locusts have eaten; what the hopping locusts left, the destroying locusts have eaten.
5 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.
Wake up, you drunks, and weep! Howl you wine-drinkers, because the new wine has been suddenly taken away from your mouth!
6 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.
A nation has invaded my land: powerful and too many to count. Their teeth are like lion's teeth, their fangs like those of a lioness.
7 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.
It has ruined my grapevines and destroyed my fig trees, stripping them completely and reducing them to stumps, white and bare.
8 E tangi, kia rite ki te tamahine kua oti te whitiki ki te kakahu taratara, e tangi ana ki te makau o tona tamahinetanga.
Mourn like a bride dressed in sackcloth, mourning the death of her husband-to-be.
9 Kua whakakahoretia te whakahere totokore me te ringihanga i roto i te whare o Ihowa; kei te tangi nga tohunga, nga minita a Ihowa.
Grain and wine offerings have stopped in the Temple. The priests who minister before the Lord are in mourning.
10 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.
The fields are devastated, the earth mourns; for the grain is ruined, the new wine dries up, the olive oil fails.
11 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.
Be ashamed, farmers, and wail in sorrow, keepers of vineyards, over the wheat and the barley, for the crops from the fields are ruined.
12 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.
The vines are shriveled, the fig trees are withered; the pomegranate, the palm, and the apricot trees—all the fruit trees have dried up, and at the same time the people's happiness has also dried up.
13 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.
Dress in sackcloth, you priests, and mourn; weep, you who minister before the altar! Go and spend the night in sackcloth, you ministers of my God, for the grain and wine offerings have stopped in the Temple.
14 Whakatapua he nohopuku, karangatia he hui nui, whakaminea nga whenua, ki te whare o Ihowa, o to koutou Atua, ka karanga ki a Ihowa.
Proclaim a fast; call a sacred assembly. Have the elders and all people of the land gather in the Temple, and cry out to your God, to the Lord.
15 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.
What a terrible day! For the day of the Lord is near, it will come as destruction from the Almighty.
16 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?
Haven't we seen our food taken away from us, right before our eyes? There is no joy and happiness in God's Temple.
17 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.
Seeds planted in the ground shrivel up; the storehouses are empty, the barns are torn down because the grain has dried up.
18 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.
The farm animals moan with hunger. The herds of cattle wander everywhere because they can't find grass to eat; the flocks of sheep are suffering.
19 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.
To you, Lord, I cry out! For fire has destroyed the pastures in the wilderness; flames have burned up all the orchards.
20 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.
Even the wild animals long for you because the streams have dried up, and fire has destroyed the pastures in the wilderness.
