New International Reader's Version

Joel 1

1A message from the Lord came to Joel, the son of Pethuel. Here is what Joel said.

Locusts Attack the Land

Elders, listen to me.
    Pay attention, all you who live in the land.
Has anything like this ever happened in your whole life?
    Did it ever happen to your people
    who lived long ago?
Tell your children about it.
    Let them tell their children.
And let their children tell it
    to those who live after them.
The giant locusts have eaten
    what the common locusts have left.
The young locusts have eaten
    what the giant locusts have left.
And other locusts have eaten
    what the young locusts have left.

Get up and weep, you people who drink too much!
    Cry, all you who drink wine!
Cry because the fresh wine
    has been taken away from you.
The locusts are like a mighty army
    that has marched into our land.
There are so many of them
    they can’t even be counted.
Their teeth are as sharp as a lion’s teeth.
    They are like the fangs of a female lion.
The locusts have completely destroyed our vines.
    They have wiped out our fig trees.
They’ve stripped off the bark and thrown it away.
    They’ve left the branches bare.

My people, mourn like a virgin
    who is dressed in the clothes of sadness.
She is sad because she has lost
    the young man she was going to marry.
No one brings grain offerings and drink offerings
    to the Lord’s house anymore.
So the priests who serve the Lord
    are filled with sorrow.
10 Our fields are wiped out.
    The ground is dried up.
The grain is destroyed.
    The fresh wine is gone.
    And there isn’t any more olive oil.
11 Farmers, be sad.
    Cry, you who grow vines.
Mourn because the wheat and barley are gone.
    The crops in the fields are destroyed.
12 The vines and fig trees are dried up.
    The pomegranate, palm and apple trees
    don’t have any fruit on them.
In fact, all the trees in the fields are dried up.
    And my people’s joy has faded away.

A Call to Mourn

13 Priests, put on the clothing of sadness and mourn.
    Cry, you who serve at the altar.
Come, you who serve my God in the temple.
    Spend the night dressed in the clothes of sadness.
Weep because no one brings grain offerings and drink offerings
    to the house of your God anymore.
14 Announce a holy fast.
    Tell the people not to eat anything.
    Gather them together for a special service.
Send for the elders
    and all who live in the land.
Have them come to the house of the Lord your God.
    And pray to him.

15 The day of the Lord is near.
    How sad it will be on that day!
    The Mighty One is coming to destroy you.

16 Our food has been taken away
    right in front of our eyes.
There isn’t any joy or gladness
    in the house of our God.
17 The seeds have dried up in the ground.
    The grain is also gone.
The storerooms have been destroyed.
    The barns are broken down.
18 Listen to the cattle groan!
    The herds wander around.
They don’t have any grass to eat.
    The flocks of sheep are also suffering.

19 Lord, I call out to you.
    Fire has burned up the desert grasslands.
    Flames have destroyed all the trees in the fields.
20 Even the wild animals cry out to you for help.
    The streams of water have dried up.
    Fire has burned up the desert grasslands.

New Living Translation

Joel 1

1The Lord gave this message to Joel son of Pethuel.

Mourning over the Locust Plague

Hear this, you leaders of the people.
    Listen, all who live in the land.
In all your history,
    has anything like this happened before?
Tell your children about it in the years to come,
    and let your children tell their children.
    Pass the story down from generation to generation.
After the cutting locusts finished eating the crops,
    the swarming locusts took what was left!
After them came the hopping locusts,
    and then the stripping locusts,[a] too!

Wake up, you drunkards, and weep!
    Wail, all you wine-drinkers!
All the grapes are ruined,
    and all your sweet wine is gone.
A vast army of locusts[b] has invaded my land,
    a terrible army too numerous to count.
Its teeth are like lions’ teeth,
    its fangs like those of a lioness.
It has destroyed my grapevines
    and ruined my fig trees,
stripping their bark and destroying it,
    leaving the branches white and bare.

Weep like a bride dressed in black,
    mourning the death of her husband.
For there is no grain or wine
    to offer at the Temple of the Lord.
So the priests are in mourning.
    The ministers of the Lord are weeping.
10 The fields are ruined,
    the land is stripped bare.
The grain is destroyed,
    the grapes have shriveled,
    and the olive oil is gone.

11 Despair, all you farmers!
    Wail, all you vine growers!
Weep, because the wheat and barley—
    all the crops of the field—are ruined.
12 The grapevines have dried up,
    and the fig trees have withered.
The pomegranate trees, palm trees, and apple trees—
    all the fruit trees—have dried up.
    And the people’s joy has dried up with them.

13 Dress yourselves in burlap and weep, you priests!
    Wail, you who serve before the altar!
Come, spend the night in burlap,
    you ministers of my God.
For there is no grain or wine
    to offer at the Temple of your God.
14 Announce a time of fasting;
    call the people together for a solemn meeting.
Bring the leaders
    and all the people of the land
into the Temple of the Lord your God,
    and cry out to him there.
15 The day of the Lord is near,
    the day when destruction comes from the Almighty.
    How terrible that day will be!

16 Our food disappears before our very eyes.
    No joyful celebrations are held in the house of our God.
17 The seeds die in the parched ground,
    and the grain crops fail.
The barns stand empty,
    and granaries are abandoned.
18 How the animals moan with hunger!
    The herds of cattle wander about confused,
because they have no pasture.
    The flocks of sheep and goats bleat in misery.

19 Lord, help us!
The fire has consumed the wilderness pastures,
    and flames have burned up all the trees.
20 Even the wild animals cry out to you
    because the streams have dried up,
    and fire has consumed the wilderness pastures.

Notas al pie

  1. 1:4 The precise identification of the four kinds of locusts mentioned here is uncertain.
  2. 1:6 Hebrew A nation.