Joel 1
1 The word of the Lord that came to Joel, the son of Pethuel.
Dubbii Waaqayyoo kan gara Yooʼeel ilma Phetuuʼeel dhufe.
2 Listen to this, elders, and pay close attention, all inhabitants of the land. Did this ever happen in your days or in the days of your fathers?
Yaa maanguddoota, waan kana dhagaʼaa; warri biyyattii keessa jiraattan hundinuu dhaggeeffadhaa. Wanni akkanaa takkumaa bara keessan keessa yookaan bara abbootii keessanii keessa taʼee beekaa?
3 Talk this over with your sons, and your sons with their sons, and their sons with another generation.
Isin waan kana ijoollee keessanitti himaa; ijoolleen keessanis ijoollee ofii isaaniitti haa himan; ijoolleen isaanii immoo dhaloota itti aanutti haa dabarsan.
4 The locust has eaten what the caterpillar has left, and the beetle has eaten what the locust has left, and the mildew has eaten what the beetle has left.
Waan tuunni hawwaannisaa dhiise, hawwaannisni guddaan fixe; waan hawwaannisni guddaan dhiise, hawwaannisni xixinnaan nyaatee fixe; waan hawwaannisni xixinnaan dhiise immoo hawwaannisni biraa dhufee nyaate.
5 Rouse yourselves, you drunkards, and weep and wail, all you who delight in drinking wine; for it has been cut off from your mouth.
Yaa machooftota, kaʼaatii booʼaa! Isin warri daadhii wayinii dhugdan hundinuu wawwaadhaa; sababii daadhii wayinii haaraatiif wawwaadhaa; inni afaan keessan irraa butameeraatii.
6 For a nation has ascended over my land: strong and without number. His teeth are like the teeth of a lion, and his molars are like that of a lion’s young.
Sabni jabaan akka malee baayʼeen tokko biyya koo weerareera; inni ilkaan leencaa, qarriffaa leenca dhalaa qaba.
7 He has put my vineyard into desolation, and he has pulled off the bark of my fig tree. He has stripped it bare and cast it away; its branches have become white.
Inni muka wayinii koo onsee harbuu koos barbadeesseera. Inni qola isaanii irraa quncisee lafatti gatee dameelee isaanii duwwaa hambise.
8 Lament like a betrothed virgin, wrapped in sackcloth at the loss of the husband of her youth.
Isin akkuma durba wayyaa gaddaa uffattee dhirsa ijoollummaa isheetiif gaddituutti booʼaa.
9 Sacrifice and libation have perished from the house of the Lord; the priests who are ministers of the Lord have mourned.
Kennaan midhaaniitii fi dhibaayyuun mana Waaqayyoo irraa citaniiru. Luboonni fuula Waaqayyoo dura tajaajilan booʼaa jiru.
10 The region has been depopulated, the soil has mourned. For the wheat has been devastated, the wine has been disfigured, the oil has languished.
Lafti qotiisaa oneera; laftis gogeera; midhaan barbadaaʼeera; daadhiin wayinii haaraan dhumeera; zayitiinis dhabameera.
11 The farmers have been confounded, the vineyard workers have wailed over the crop and the barley, because the harvest of the field has perished.
Yaa qonnaan bultoota, isin raafamaa; warri wayinii dhaabbattan booʼaa; sababii midhaan lafa qotiisaa keessanii barbadaaʼeef qamadii fi garbuudhaaf booʼaa.
12 The vineyard is in ruin, and the fig tree has languished. The pomegranate tree, and the palm tree, and the fruit tree, and all the trees of the field have withered. For joy has been thrown into disorder before the sons of men.
Wayiniin gogeera; harbuunis coollageera; roomaaniin, meexxii fi hudhaan, mukkeen lafa qotiisaa hundinuu goganiiru. Dhugumaan gammachuun ilmaan namaa irraa badeera.
13 Priests, gird yourselves and lament. Ministers of the altars, wail. Enter, ministers of my God, lie in sackcloth. For sacrifice and libation have passed away from the house of your God.
Yaa luboota, wayyaa gaddaa uffadhaatii booʼaa; isin warri iddoo aarsaa dura tajaajiltan wawwaadhaa. Isin warri fuula Waaqa koo dura tajaajiltan kottaatii wayyaa gaddaa uffadhaa bulaa; kennaan midhaaniitii fi dhibaayyuun mana Waaqaa irraa hambifamaniiruutii.
14 Sanctify a fast, call an assembly, gather the elders and all the inhabitants of the land into the house of your God. And cry out to the Lord:
Sooma qulqulluu labsaa; waldaa qulqulluu waamaa. Maanguddootaa fi warra biyyattii keessa jiraatan hunda gara mana Waaqayyoo Waaqa keessaniitti waamaatii Waaqayyootti booʼaa.
15 “Ah, ah, ah, the day!” For the day of the Lord is near, and it will arrive, like a devastation, before the powerful.
Badne kaa! Guyyaan sun dhiʼaateera. Guyyaan Waaqayyoo gaʼeeraatii; inni akkuma badiisaatti Waaqa Waan Hunda Dandaʼu biraa dhufa.
16 Has not your nourishment perished from before your eyes, joy and gladness from the house of our God?
Ijuma keenya duratti nyaanni cite; ilillee fi gammachuunis mana Waaqa keenyaa irraa hin cinnee?
17 The mules have rotted in their own manure, the barns have been demolished, the wine cellars have been destroyed, because the grain has been ruined.
Sanyiin lafa keessatti tortoree hafe. Mankuusni diigameera; gombisaan caccabeera; midhaan gogee hafeeraatii.
18 Why have the animals groaned, the herds of cattle bellowed? because there is no pasture for them. Yes, and even the flocks of sheep have been lost.
Loon akkam marʼatu! Karri loonii sababii waan dheedu dhabeef asii fi achi joora; bushaayeenis dhiphataniiru.
19 To you, O Lord, I will cry out, because fire has devoured the beauty of the wilderness, and the flame has burned all the trees of the countryside.
Yaa Waaqayyo ani sin waammadha; ibiddi lafa dheedaa barbadeessee arrabni ibiddaa immoo mukkeen diidaa hunda gubee fixeeraatii.
20 Yes, and even the beasts of the field have gazed up at you, like the dry ground thirsting for rain, because the fountains of waters have dried up, and fire has devoured the beauty of the wilderness.
Bineensonni bosonaa sitti gaggabu; lagni bishaanii gogeera; ibiddis dirree dheedaa gubee balleesseera.
