요엘 1장 Contemporary English Version (2006)

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1	I am Joel the son of Pethuel. And this is the message the Lord gave to me.	The word of the Lord that came to Joel the son of Pethuel.
2	Locusts Cover the Land Listen, you leaders and everyone else in the land. Has anything like this ever happened before?	Hear this, ye old men, and give ear, all ye inhabitants of the land. Hath this been in your days, or even in the days of your fathers?
3	Tell our children! Let it be told to our grandchildren and their children too.	Tell ye your children of it, and let your children tell their children, and their children another generation.
4	Swarm after swarm of locusts has attacked our crops, eating everything in sight.	That which the palmerworm hath left hath the locust eaten; and that which the locust hath left hath the cankerworm eaten; and that which the cankerworm hath left hath the caterpiller eaten.
5	Sober up, you drunkards! Cry long and loud; your wine supply is gone.	Awake, ye drunkards, and weep; and howl, all ye drinkers of wine, because of the new wine; for it is cut off from your mouth.
6	A powerful nation with countless troops has invaded our land. They have the teeth and jaws of powerful lions.	For a nation is come up upon my land, strong, and without number, whose teeth are the teeth of a lion, and he hath the cheek teeth of a great lion.
7	Our grapevines and fig trees are stripped bare; only naked branches remain.	He hath laid my vine waste, and barked my fig tree: he hath made it clean bare, and cast it away; the branches thereof are made white.
8	Grieve like a young woman mourning for the man she was to marry.	Lament like a virgin girded with sackcloth for the husband of her youth.
9	Offerings of grain and wine are no longer brought to the Lord's temple. His servants, the priests, are deep in sorrow.	The meat offering and the drink offering is cut off from the house of the Lord; the priests, the Lord’s ministers, mourn.
10	Barren fields mourn; grain, grapes, and olives are scorched and shriveled.	The field is wasted, the land mourneth; for the corn is wasted: the new wine is dried up, the oil languisheth.
11	Mourn for our farms and our vineyards! There's no wheat or barley growing in our fields.	Be ye ashamed, O ye husbandmen; howl, O ye vinedressers, for the wheat and for the barley; because the harvest of the field is perished.
12	Grapevines have dried up and so has every tree— figs and pomegranates, date palms and apples. All happiness has faded away.	The vine is dried up, and the fig tree languisheth; the pomegranate tree, the palm tree also, and the apple tree, even all the trees of the field, are withered: because joy is withered away from the sons of men.
13	Return to God Mourn, you priests who serve at the altar of my God. Spend your days and nights wearing sackcloth. Offerings of grain and wine are no longer brought to the Lord's temple.	Gird yourselves, and lament, ye priests: howl, ye ministers of the altar: come, lie all night in sackcloth, ye ministers of my God: for the meat offering and the drink offering is withholden from the house of your God.
14	Tell the leaders and people to come together at the temple. Order them to go without eating and to pray sincerely.	Sanctify ye a fast, call a solemn assembly, gather the elders and all the inhabitants of the land into the house of the Lord your God, and cry unto the Lord,
15	We are in for trouble! Soon the Lord All-Powerful will bring disaster.	Alas for the day! for the day of the Lord is at hand, and as a destruction from the Almighty shall it come.
16	Our food is already gone; there's no more celebrating at the temple of our God.	Is not the meat cut off before our eyes, yea, joy and gladness from the house of our God?
17	Seeds dry up in the ground; no harvest is possible. Our barns are in bad shape, with no grain to store in them.	The seed is rotten under their clods, the garners are laid desolate, the barns are broken down; for the corn is withered.
18	Our cattle wander aimlessly, moaning for lack of pasture, and sheep are suffering.	How do the beasts groan! the herds of cattle are perplexed, because they have no pasture; yea, the flocks of sheep are made desolate.
19	I cry out to you, Lord. Grasslands and forests are eaten by the scorching heat.	O Lord, to thee will I cry: for the fire hath devoured the pastures of the wilderness, and the flame hath burned all the trees of the field.
20	Wild animals have no water because of you; rivers and streams are dry, and pastures are parched.	The beasts of the field cry also unto thee: for the rivers of waters are dried up, and the fire hath devoured the pastures of the wilderness.