Joel 1
1 Pathuel capa Joel koe ka tho e BAWIPA e a lawk teh,
The Lord’s message that came to Joel, son of Pethuel.
2 matawngnaw thai awh haw, khocaramcanaw pueng thai awh haw. Het patet e hno heh nangmae se nah ouk ao bawi ou. Mintoenaw e se nah ouk ao bawi ou.
Hear this, elders, pay attention, all inhabitants of the land. Has anything like this happened in your days, or in the days of your ancestors?
3 Na canaw koe dei pouh awh, ahnimanaw ni hai a canaw koe patuen dei naseh. Ahnimae a canaw ni hai a catounnaw koe patuen dei naseh.
Recount it to your children; let your children tell it to their children, and their children to the generation that follows.
4 Kasaimalawn ni a canawi e hah samtong kalennaw ni a ca awh. Samtong kalennaw ni a canawi e hah samtong kathoungnaw ni a ca awh. Samtong kathoungnaw ni a canawi e hah awsinaw ni a ca awh.
That which the cutting locust has left, the swarming locust has eaten, that which the swarming locust has left, the hopping locust has eaten, and that which the hopping locust has left, the destroying locust has eaten.
5 Yamuhrinaw kâhlaw awh nateh kap awh haw. Misurhrinaw misur abaw toung dawkvah khuikap awh haw.
Awake, drunkards, and weep, and wail, all drinkers of wine; the new wine is cut off from your mouth.
6 Bangkongtetpawiteh, touk thai hoeh e tami thakaawme taminaw teh maimouh ram dawk a tho awh toe. Ahnimae a nô hoi a hânaw teh sendek e a nô hoi a hâ patetlah ao.
For a nation has come up on my land, powerful, and numberless; its teeth are the teeth of a lion, and its jaw-teeth are like those of a lioness.
7 Kaie misurkung a raphoe teh thaibunglungnaw a rawk sak toe. Arakawknaw a tâkhawng awh teh akangnaw pangawrang lah ao.
It has laid waste my vines, and barked my fig tree; it has peeled and cast it away, bleached are the branches.
8 A kum a naw navah vâ ka sak e napui ni buri a kâmuk teh a vâ a khui e patetlah khuikap awh haw.
Wail as a bride, clad in sack-cloth, for the husband of her youth.
9 BAWIPA e im dawk pasoumhno, vaiyei hoi misur abaw toe. BAWIPA e thaw ka tawk e vaihmanaw phuenang awh haw.
Cut off are the cereal and drink-offerings from the house of the Lord; in mourning are the priests, who minister at the Lord’s altar.
10 Laikawknaw a rawk toe. Talainaw remke toe. Cakang hai a rawk toe. Misurtui a katha e hai abaw toe. Olive satui hai remphui toe.
The fields are blasted, the land is in mourning, for ruined is the corn, the new wine fails and the oil is dried up.
11 Law thaw katawknaw khuikap awh haw, na a e apawhik a rawk dawkvah catun hoi catun hanlah na lungmathout awh haw. Takhakatawkkungnaw kap awh haw.
Be dismayed, farmers; wail, vine-dressers. For the wheat and the barley; for the harvest is lost from the fields.
12 Misurkung a kamyai, thaibunglung hai a ke. Talekung, ungkung, Epalkung hoi alouke thingkung pueng teh a ke toe. Taminaw e lunghawinae puenghai a ke toe.
The vine fails to bear fruit, and the fig tree is drooping; the pomegranate, palm, and apple, all the trees of the field are dried up. The people’s joy withers.
13 Thuengnae khoungroe koe thaw ka tawk e nangmouh vaihmanaw buri kâramuk nateh kap awh haw. Cathut e thaw katawknaw tho awh nateh buri kâramuk hoi kho pei ka dai lah ip awh haw. Bangkongtetpawiteh, nangmouh ni Bawipa e im dawk pasoumhno, misur hoi vaiyei na poe awh hoeh toe.
Put on sackcloth, and beat your breasts, priests; wail, ministers of the altar; come, lie all night in sack-cloth, ministers of God; for cereal-offering and drink-offering are cut off from the house of your God.
14 Rawcahai nahane hnin khoe nateh pathang awh. Kamkhuengnae atueng hai pathang awh. A kum kacuenaw hoi khocaramca naw hah nangmae Cathut BAWIPA e im dawk pâkhueng awh nateh BAWIPA koe hram awh.
Sanctify a fast, summon an assembly, gather the elders and all the inhabitants of the land into the house of the Lord your God, cry to the Lord:
15 Hote hnin dawk yawthoenae ao. Hote BAWIPA e hnin teh a hnai toe. Athakasaipounge ni raphoe e runae patetlah ka tho han.
Alas for the day! Near at hand is the day of the Lord, and as destruction from the Almighty it comes.
16 Maimae mithmu roeroe vah cakawi abaw toe. Maimae Cathut e bawkim dawk lunghawinae awmhoeh toe.
Is not food cut off from before us, gladness and joy from the house of our God?
17 Catinaw teh patuenae koe a pawk awh. Cakang ao hoeh dawkvah capainaw a rawk toe. Hno pâtungnae im hai a rawk toe.
The grains shrivel under their hoes, the storehouses are desolate, the barns broken down, for the corn is withered.
18 Saringnaw teh a kamsoe awh, maitohunaw teh hrâm ca hane ao hoeh dawkvah a patang awh. Tahunaw hai a due awh.
How the herds of cattle bellow in distress, for they have no pasture! The flocks of sheep are forlorn.
19 Oe BAWIPA, kai ni nang na kaw. Bangkongtetpawiteh, kahrawng e hrâmnaw hoi thingkungnaw pueng teh hmai koung a kak toe.
To you, the Lord, I cry. For fire has devoured the pastures of the wilderness, and flame has scorched all the trees of the field.
20 Sarangnaw ni hai nang na kaw awh. Bangkongtetpawiteh, palangnaw a hak teh kahrawng e hrâmnaw hai hmai koung a kak toe.
The wild animals also look up to you longingly, for the water-courses are dried up, and fire has devoured the pastures of the wilderness.
