Joel 1
1 The word of Yahweh, which came unto Joel, son of Pethuel.
Pa inge kas lun LEUM GOD nu sel Joel, wen natul Pethuel.
2 Hear this, ye elders, and give ear, all ye inhabitants of the land, —hath this ever happened in your days? or in the days of your fathers?
Kowos mwet matu, lohng ma inge, Mwet Judah nukewa in porongo. Ku nu oasr kain ouiya inge sikyak in pacl lowos uh, Ku ke pacl lun papa tomowos?
3 Concerning it, to your children, tell ye the story, —and your children, to their children, and their children, to the generation following: —
Srumun ma inge nu sin tulik nutuwos, Ac elos fah srumun nu sin tulik natulos, Su ac fah srumun pac nu sin fwil tok ah.
4 That which was left by the creeping locust, hath the swarming locust eaten, and, that which was left by the swarming locust, hath the grass locust eaten; and, that which was left by the grass locust, hath the corn locust eaten.
Fwilin locust puspis tuhwi tari fin ima lowos uh, Fahko ma lula tukun sie u in locust, u se toko ah kangla.
5 Awake, ye drunkards, and weep, and howl, all ye drinkers of wine, —over the new wine, because it hath been cut off from your mouth.
Ngutalik ac tung, kowos mwet sruhi; Tung, kowos mwet lungse nimnim, Mweyen grape mwe orek wain sasu kunausyukla.
6 For, a nation, hath come up over my land, bold, and without number, —his teeth, are the teeth of a lion, and, the fangs of a lioness, hath he!
Sie un locust na matol utyak tari nu in acn sesr oana un mwet mweun. Elos arulana fokoko ac pusla, tia ku in oaoala. Wihselos arulana kosroh oana wihsen soko lion.
7 He hath turned my vine to a waste, and my fig-tree to splinters, —he hath, barked it clean, and cast it down, bleached are its branches.
Elos kunausla ima in grape lasr, Ac kontonauk sak fig sunasr. Elos ngalesla kulun sak uh Nwe ke na lah nukewa fasrfasrla.
8 Wail thou, like a virgin girded with sackcloth, for the owner of her youth.
Mwet uh in tung, oana sie mutan fusr su mwemelil ke misa Lun mukul se el akola in payuk nu se.
9 Cut off are the meal-offering and the drink-offering, from the house of Yahweh, —In grief are the priests, the attendants on Yahweh: —
Wangin wheat ku wain kowos ac kisakin in Tempul uh. Mwet tol elos asor mweyen wangin ma elos ac kisakin nu sin LEUM GOD.
10 Laid waste is the field, in grief is the soil, —for laid waste is the corn, abashed is the new wine, languisheth the oil.
Ima uh sikiyukla, Ac infohk uh mwemelil Mweyen wheat uh kunausyukla, Grape uh masla, Ac sak olive uli.
11 Turn pale, ye husbandmen, howl, ye vinedressers, over the wheat, and over the barley, —for perished is the harvest of the field.
Kowos mwet ima in arulana asor, Kowos su karingin ima in grape in tung, Mweyen wheat ac barley — Aok, mwe yok nukewa kunanula.
12 The vine, is abashed, and, the fig-tree, languisheth, —pomegranate, palm also, and apple—all the trees of the field, have withered, Yea abashed is gladness, away from the sons of men.
Ima grape ac sak fig nukewa uli; Sak nukewa ma isus fahko uli ac masla. Mwe akenganye mwet uh wanginla.
13 Gird yourselves and beat the breast—ye priests, howl, ye attendants of the altar, go in and wrap yourselves for the night in sackcloth, ye attendants on my God, —for, withholden from the house of your God, are the meal-offering and the drink- offering.
Kowos mwet tol su kulansap ke loang uh, Nokomang nuknuk yohk eoa ac tung. Utyak nu in Tempul ac mwemelil fong fon! Wangin wheat ku wain in sang nu sin God lowos.
14 Hallow ye a fast, Call a solemn assembly, Gather, O elders, all the inhabitants of the land, unto the house of Yahweh your God, —and make ye outcry unto Yahweh.
Sapkin in oasr sie tukeni lulap, Ac mwet nukewa in lalo. Pangoneni mwet kol Ac mwet Judah nukewa Nu in Tempul lun LEUM GOD lowos Ac pang nu sel!
15 Alas for the day! For near is the day of Yahweh, and, as a veritable Destruction from the Destroyer, shall it come.
Len lun LEUM GOD apkuranme, Len se ma God Kulana El ac kunausla ma nukewa. Fuka lupan sangeng ac rarrar ac sikyak ke len sac!
16 Is it not, before our eyes, that, food, hath been cut off? From the house of our God, rejoicing and exultation.
Kut ngetang na liye ke ima lasr uh masla, ac wangin ma kut ku in oru. Wanginla pwar in Tempul lun God lasr.
17 Rotted hath the seed, under their clods, Laid waste are their stores, Thrown down are the garners, —Yea abashed is the corn.
Infohk uh paola ac fita uh masla. Wanginla wheat in oan ke nien filma, Ouinge lohm in filma uh musalla.
18 How do the beasts groan! Perplexed are the herds of oxen, because there is no pasture for them, —even, the flocks of sheep, are destroyed!
Cow uh wowoyak ke keok lalos Mweyen wangin acn elos in mongo we. Un sheep uh wi pac keok.
19 Unto thee, O Yahweh, will I cry, —for, a fire, hath consumed the pastures of the wilderness, and, a flame, hath set ablaze all the trees of the field.
O LEUM GOD, nga pang nu sum, Mweyen ima uh ac insak uh paola ac masla, Oana in isisyak.
20 Even the beasts of the field, moan unto thee, —because dried up are the channels of water, and, a fire, hath devoured the pastures of the wilderness.
Finne kosro lemnak elos wowoyak pac nu sum, Mweyen infacl uh paola.
