Joel 1

1 The word of the LORD that came to Joel son of Pethuel.

2 Hear this, you elders; ¶ listen, all who live in the land. ¶ Has anything like this ever happened in your days ¶ or in the days of your ancestors?

3 Tell it to your children, and let your children tell it to their children, ¶ and their children to the next generation.

4 What the locust swarm has left the great locusts have eaten; ¶ what the great locusts have left ¶ the young locusts have eaten; ¶ what the young locusts have left ¶ other locusts [^1] have eaten.

5 Wake up, you drunkards, and weep! ¶ Wail, all you drinkers of wine; ¶ wail because of the new wine, ¶ for it has been snatched from your lips.

6 A nation has invaded my land, a mighty army without number; ¶ it has the teeth of a lion, ¶ the fangs of a lioness.

7 It has laid waste my vines and ruined my fig trees. ¶ It has stripped off their bark ¶ and thrown it away, ¶ leaving their branches white.

8 Mourn like a virgin in sackcloth ¶ grieving for the betrothed of her youth.

9 Grain offerings and drink offerings are cut off from the house of the LORD. ¶ The priests are in mourning, ¶ those who minister before the LORD.

10 The fields are ruined, the ground is dried up; ¶ the grain is destroyed, ¶ the new wine is dried up, ¶ the olive oil fails.

11 Despair, you farmers, ¶ wail, you vine growers; ¶ grieve for the wheat and the barley, ¶ because the harvest of the field is destroyed.

12 The vine is dried up and the fig tree is withered; ¶ the pomegranate, the palm and the apple [^2] tree — ¶ all the trees of the field —are dried up. ¶ Surely the people's joy ¶ is withered away.

13 Put on sackcloth, you priests, and mourn; ¶ wail, you who minister before the altar. ¶ Come, spend the night in sackcloth, ¶ you who minister before my God; ¶ for the grain offerings and drink offerings ¶ are withheld from the house of your God.

14 Declare a holy fast; call a sacred assembly. ¶ Summon the elders ¶ and all who live in the land ¶ to the house of the LORD your God, ¶ and cry out to the LORD.

15 Alas for that day! ¶ For the day of the LORD is near; ¶ it will come like destruction from the Almighty. [^3]

16 Has not the food been cut off ¶ before our very eyes — ¶ joy and gladness ¶ from the house of our God?

17 The seeds are shriveled beneath the clods. [^4] The storehouses are in ruins, ¶ the granaries have been broken down, ¶ for the grain has dried up.

18 How the cattle moan! The herds mill about ¶ because they have no pasture; ¶ even the flocks of sheep are suffering.

19 To you, LORD, I call, ¶ for fire has devoured the pastures in the wilderness ¶ and flames have burned up all the trees of the field.

20 Even the wild animals pant for you; the streams of water have dried up ¶ and fire has devoured the pastures in the wilderness.