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A Land Laid Waste

Hear this, elders,
    and give ear, all inhabitants of the land!
Has anything like this happened in your days,
    or in the days of your fathers?
Tell it to your children,
    and let your children tell their children,
    and let their children tell another generation.
What the fledging locust left,
    the adult locust has eaten;
what the adult locust left,
    the larval locust has eaten;
what the larval locust left,
    the hopper locust has eaten.

Awaken, drunkards, and weep!
    Wail, all wine-drinkers,
because the sweet wine
    has been cut off from your lips.
For a nation powerful and innumerable
    has invaded my land;
its teeth are like the teeth of a lion,
    like the fangs of a lioness.
It has despoiled my vine,
    and splintered my fig tree;
it has stripped off its bark
    and cast it away,
    leaving its branches white.

Lament like a virgin wearing sackcloth
    for the husband of her youth.
The grain offering and the drink offering
    are cut off from the house of the Lord;
the priests mourn, who are
    ministers to the Lord.
10 The field is ravaged,
    the ground mourns;
for the grain is ruined,
    the new wine is dried up,
    and the oil dwindles.

11 Despair, fieldworkers;
    wail, vinedressers,
for the wheat and the barley,
    because the harvest of the field has perished.
12 The vine is dried up,
    and the fig tree is withered;
pomegranate, palm, and apple—
    all the trees of the field are dry;
surely joy has withered away
    from the sons of men.

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A Lament Over the Land

Hear this, O elders,
    and give ear, all the inhabitants of the land.
Has this happened in your days?
    Or the days of your ancestors?
Tell it to your children,
    and your children to their children,
        and their children to the following generation.
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.
Wake up, drunkards, and weep!
Wail, all drinkers of wine, over the new wine,
    for it is cut off from your mouth.
Because a nation has invaded[a] my land,
    strong and beyond counting.[b]
Its teeth are the teeth of a lion,
    and its fangs are those of a lioness.
It has made my vine a desolation,
    and my fig tree a completely splintered stump.
It has stripped them bare and thrown them down;
    their branches have turned white.
Lament like a virgin girded in sackcloth
    for the husband of her youth.
The offering and libation are withheld
    from the house[c] of Yahweh.
The priests mourn,
    the ministers of Yahweh.
10 The field is destroyed;
    the earth mourns
because the grain is destroyed,
    the new wine dries up,
        the olive oil languishes.
11 Be ashamed, farmers;
    Wail, vinedressers,
over the wheat and over the barley,
    because the harvest of the field is ruined.
12 The vine withers
    and the fig tree droops.
The pomegranate tree, and also the palm tree, the apple tree
    —all the trees of the field—are dried up.
Indeed, joy is dried up
    among the sons of men.

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Footnotes

  1. Joel 1:6 Literally “come up against”
  2. Joel 1:6 Literally “without number”
  3. Joel 1:9 Or “temple”