Joel
Chapter 1
The Invasion of Locusts
1 This is the word of the LORD that came to Joel son of Pethuel:
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2 Hear this, O elders;
and give ear, all who dwell in the land.
Has anything like this ever happened in your days
or in the days of your fathers?
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3 Tell it to your children;
let your children tell it to their children,
and their children to the next generation.
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4 What the devouring locust has left,
the swarming locust has eaten;
what the swarming locust has left,
the young locust has eaten;
and what the young locust has left,
the destroying locust has eaten. [a]
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5 Wake up, you drunkards, and weep;
wail, all you drinkers of wine,
because of the sweet wine,
for it has been cut off from your mouth.
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6 For a nation has invaded My land,
powerful and without number;
its teeth are the teeth of a lion,
and its fangs are the fangs of a lioness.
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7 It has laid waste My grapevine
and splintered My fig tree.
It has stripped off the bark and thrown it away;
the branches have turned white.
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A Call to Mourning
8 Wail like a virgin dressed in sackcloth,
grieving for the husband of her youth.
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9 Grain and drink offerings have been cut off
from the house of the LORD;
the priests are in mourning,
those who minister before the LORD.
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10 The field is ruined;
the land mourns.
For the grain is destroyed,
the new wine is dried up, and the oil fails.
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11 Be dismayed, O farmers,
wail, O vinedressers,
over the wheat and barley,
because the harvest of the field has perished.
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12 The grapevine is dried up,
and the fig tree is withered;
the pomegranate, palm, and apple—
all the trees of the orchard—are withered.
Surely the joy of mankind has dried up.
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A Call to Repentance
13 Put on sackcloth and lament, O priests;
wail, O ministers of the altar.
Come, spend the night in sackcloth,
O ministers of my God,
because the grain and drink offerings
are withheld from the house of your God.
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14 Consecrate a fast;
proclaim a solemn assembly!
Gather the elders
and all the residents of the land
to the house of the LORD your God,
and cry out to the LORD.
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15 Alas for the day!
For the Day of the LORD is near,
and it will come
as destruction from the Almighty. [b]
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16 Has not the food been cut off
before our very eyes—
joy and gladness
from the house of our God?
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17 The seeds lie shriveled beneath the clods;
the storehouses are in ruins;
the granaries are broken down,
for the grain has withered away.
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18 How the cattle groan!
The herds wander in confusion
because they have no pasture.
Even the flocks of sheep are suffering.
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19 To You, O LORD, I call,
for fire has consumed the open pastures
and flames have scorched all the trees of the field.
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20 Even the beasts of the field pant for You,
for the streams of water have dried up,
and fire has consumed the open pastures.
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