Hoera 1
1 Ko te kupu a Ihowa i puta mai ki a Hoera tama a Petuere.
The word of the LORD that came to Joel, the 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?
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 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 their children, and their children, another 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 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 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 drunkards, and weep. Wail, all you drinkers of wine, because of the sweet wine; for it is cut off 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.
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 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.
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 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 virgin dressed in sackcloth for the husband of her youth.
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.
The meal offering and the drink offering are cut off from the LORD's house. The priests, the LORD's ministers, mourn.
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 field is laid waste. The land mourns, for the grain is destroyed, The new wine has dried up, and the oil languishes.
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 confounded, you farmers. Wail, you vineyard keepers; for the wheat and for the barley; for the harvest of the field has perished.
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 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 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.
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 Whakatapua he nohopuku, karangatia he hui nui, whakaminea nga whenua, ki te whare o Ihowa, o to koutou Atua, ka karanga ki a Ihowa.
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 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.
Alas for the day. For the day of the LORD is at hand, and it will come as destruction from Shaddai.
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?
Isn't the food cut off before our eyes; joy and gladness from the house of our God?
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.
The seeds shrivel under their shovels. The storehouses are laid desolate. The granaries are broken down, for the grain has withered.
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.
How the animals groan. The herds of livestock are perplexed, because they have no pasture. Even the flocks of sheep suffer.
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.
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 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.
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.
