Jol Joel, chapter Book of Joel, chapter 1
A word of YHWH that has been to Joel, son of Pethuel: Hear this, yöu aged ones, || And give ear, all yöu inhabitants of the land, || Has this been in yöur days? Or in the days of yöur fathers? Concerning it talk to yöur sons, || And yöur sons to their sons, || And their sons to another generation. What is left of the palmer-worm, the locust has eaten, || And what is left of the locust, || The cankerworm has eaten, || And what is left of the cankerworm, || The caterpillar has eaten. Awake, yöu drunkards, and weep, || And howl all drinking wine, because of the juice, || For it has been cut off from yöur mouth. For a nation has come up on My land, || Strong, and there is no number, || Its teeth [are] the teeth of a lion, || And it has the jaw-teeth of a lioness. It has made My vine become a desolation, || And My fig tree become a splinter, || It has made it thoroughly bare, and has cast down, || Its branches have been made white. Wail, as a virgin girds with sackcloth, || For the husband of her youth. Present and drink-offering have been cut off from the house of YHWH, || The priests have mourned, servants of YHWH. The field is spoiled, || The ground has mourned, || For the grain is spoiled, || New wine has been dried up, oil languishes. Be ashamed, yöu farmers, || Howl, vinedressers, for wheat and for barley, || For the harvest of the field has perished. The vine has been dried up, || And the fig tree languishes, || Pomegranate, also palm, and apple-tree, || All trees of the field have withered, || For joy has been dried up from the sons of men. Gird, and lament, yöu priests, || Howl, yöu servants of the altar, || Come in, lodge in sackcloth, servants of my God, || For present and drink-offering have been withheld from the house of yöur God. Sanctify a fast, proclaim a restraint, || Gather [the] elderly [and] all those inhabiting the land, || [Into the] house of yöur God YHWH, And cry to YHWH, “Aah! For the day! For [the] Day of YHWH [is] near, || And it comes as destruction from [the] Almighty. Is food not cut off before our eyes? Joy and rejoicing from the house of our God? Scattered things have rotted under their clods, || Storehouses have been desolated, || Granaries have been broken down, || For the grain has withered. How livestock have sighed! Perplexed have been droves of oxen, || For there is no pasture for them, || Also droves of sheep have been desolated. To You, O YHWH, I call, || For fire has consumed lovely places of a wilderness, || And a flame has set on fire all trees of the field. Also the livestock of the field long for You, || For dried up have been streams of water, || And fire has consumed lovely places of a wilderness!”