1:1 The
word
of
the
LORD
that
came
to
Joel,
the
son
of
Pethuel:
1:2 Hear
this,
you
elders;
give
ear,
all
inhabitants
of
the
land!
Has
such
a
thing
happened
in
your
days,
or
in
the
days
of
your
fathers
1:3 Tell
your
children
of
it,
and
let
your
children
tell
their
children,
and
their
children
to
another
generation.
1:4 What
the
cutting
locust
left,
the
swarming
locust
has
eaten.
What
the
swarming
locust
left,
the
hopping
locust
has
eaten,
and
what
the
hopping
locust
left,
the
destroying
locust
has
eaten.
1:5 Awake,
you
drunkards,
and
weep,
and
wail,
all
you
drinkers
of
wine,
because
of
the
sweet
wine,
for
it
is
cut
off
from
your
mouth.
1:6 For
a
nation
has
come
up
against
my
land,
powerful
and
beyond
number;
its
teeth
are
lions'
teeth,
and
it
has
the
fangs
of
a
lioness.
1:7 It
has
laid
waste
my
vine
and
splintered
my
fig
tree;
it
has
stripped
off
their
bark
and
thrown
it
down;
their
branches
are
made
white.
1:8 Lament
like
a
virgin
wearing
sackcloth
for
the
bridegroom
of
her
youth.
1:9 The
grain
offering
and
the
drink
offering
are
cut
off
from
the
house
of
the
LORD.
The
priests
mourn,
the
ministers
of
the
LORD.
1:10 The
fields
are
destroyed,
the
ground
mourns,
because
the
grain
is
destroyed,
the
wine
dries
up,
the
oil
languishes.
1:11 Be
ashamed,
O
tillers
of
the
soil;
wail,
O
vinedressers,
for
the
wheat
and
the
barley,
because
the
harvest
of
the
field
has
perished.
1:12 The
vine
dries
up;
the
fig
tree
languishes.
Pomegranate,
palm,
and
apple,
all
the
trees
of
the
field
are
dried
up,
and
gladness
dries
up
from
the
children
of
man.
1:13 Put
on
sackcloth
and
lament,
O
priests;
wail,
O
ministers
of
the
altar.
Go
in,
pass
the
night
in
sackcloth,
O
ministers
of
my
God!
Because
grain
offering
and
drink
offering
are
withheld
from
the
house
of
your
God.
1:14 Consecrate
a
fast;
call
a
solemn
assembly.
Gather
the
elders
and
all
the
inhabitants
of
the
land
to
the
house
of
the
LORD
your
God,
and
cry
out
to
the
LORD.
1:15 Alas
for
the
day!
For
the
day
of
the
LORD
is
near,
and
as
destruction
from
the
Almighty
it
comes.
1:16 Is
not
the
food
cut
off
before
our
eyes,
joy
and
gladness
from
the
house
of
our
God
1:17 The
seed
shrivels
under
the
clods;
the
storehouses
are
desolate;
the
granaries
are
torn
down
because
the
grain
has
dried
up.
1:18 How
the
beasts
groan!
The
herds
of
cattle
are
perplexed
because
there
is
no
pasture
for
them;
even
the
flocks
of
sheep
suffer.
1:19 To
you,
O
LORD,
I
call.
For
fire
has
devoured
the
pastures
of
the
wilderness,
and
flame
has
burned
all
the
trees
of
the
field.
1:20 Even
the
beasts
of
the
field
pant
for
you
because
the
water
brooks
are
dried
up,
and
fire
has
devoured
the
pastures
of
the
wilderness.