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[1] The word of 𐤉𐤇𐤅𐤇 that came to Joel the son of Pethuel.
[2] Hear this, ye old men, and give ear, all ye inhabitants of the land. Hath this been in your days, or in the days of your fathers?
[3] Tell ye your children of it, and let your children tell their children, and their children another generation.
[4] That which the palmer-worm hath left hath the locust eaten; and that which the locust hath left hath the canker-worm eaten; and that which the canker-worm hath left hath the caterpiller eaten.
[5] Awake drunkards, and weep, and wail, all ye drinkers of wine, because of the sweet wine, for it is cut off from your mouth.
[6] For a people is come up upon my land, mighty, and without number; his teeth are the teeth of a lion, and he hath the jaw-teeth of a lioness.
[7] He hath laid my vine waste, and blasted my fig-tree; he hath made it clean bare, and cast it down, the branches thereof are made white.
[8] Lament like a virgin girded with sackcloth for the husband of her youth.
[9] The meal-offering and the drink-offering is cut off from the house of 𐤉𐤇𐤅𐤇; the priests mourn, even 𐤉𐤇𐤅𐤇'S ministers.
[10] The field is wasted, the land mourneth; for the corn is wasted, the new wine is dried up, the oil languisheth.
[11] Be ashamed, O ye husbandmen, wail, O ye vinedressers, for the wheat and for the barley; because the harvest of the field is perished.
[12] The vine is withered, and the fig-tree languisheth; the pomegranate-tree, the palm-tree also, and the apple-tree, even all the trees of the field, are withered; for joy is withered away from the sons of men.
[13] Gird yourselves, and lament, ye priests, wail, ye ministers of the altar; come, lie all night in sackcloth, ye ministers of my God; f meal-offering and the drink-offering is withholden from the house of your God.
[14] Sanctify ye a fast, call a solemn assembly, gather the elders and all the inhabitants of the land unto the house of 𐤉𐤇𐤅𐤇 your God, and cry unto 𐤉𐤇𐤅𐤇.
[15] Alas for the day! for the day of 𐤉𐤇𐤅𐤇 is at hand, and as a destruction from the Almighty shall it come.
[16] Is not the food cut off before our eyes, yea, joy an gladness from the house of our God?
[17] The grains shrivel under their hoes; the garners are laid desolate, the barns are broken down; for the corn is withered.
[18] How do the beasts groan! the herds of cattle are perplexed, because they have no pasture; yea, the flocks of sheep are made desolate.
[19] Unto Thee, O 𐤉𐤇𐤅𐤇, do I cry; for the fire hath devoured the pastures of the wilderness, and the flame hath set ablaze all the trees of the field.
[20] Yea, the beasts of the field pant unto Thee; for the water brooks are dried up, and the fire hath devoured the pastures of the wilderness.
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