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Ioel 1

¹The word of the Lord that came to Ioel the sonne of Pethuel.

²Heare this, yee olde men, and giue eare, all yee inhabitants of the lande: Hath this been in your dayes, or euen in the dayes of your fathers?

³Tell ye your children of it, and let your children tell their children, and their children another generation.

⁴That which the palmer worme hath left, hath the locust eaten; and that which the locust hath left, hath the canker-worme eaten; and that which the canker-worme hath left, hath the caterpillar eaten.

⁵Awake ye drunkards, and weepe, and howle all yee drinkers of wine, because of the new wine, for it is cut off from your mouth.

⁶For a nation is come vp vpon my lande, strong, and without number, whose teeth are the teeth of a lyon, and he hath the cheeke-teeth of a great lyon.

⁷He hath laide my vine waste: and barked my figge-tree: hee hath made it cleane bare, and cast it away, the branches thereof are made white.

⁸Lament like a virgine girded with sackecloth for the husband of her youth.

⁹The meate offring and the drinke offering is cut off from the house of the Lord, the Priestes the Lords ministers mourne.

¹⁰The field is wasted, the lande mourneth; for the corne is wasted: the new wine is dried vp, the oyle languisheth.

¹¹Be yee ashamed, O yee husbandmen: howle, O yee vine-dressers, for the wheate and for the barley; because the haruest of the field is perished.

¹²The vine is dried vp, and the figgetree languisheth, the pomegranate tree, the palme tree also and the apple tree, euen all the trees of the field are withered: because ioy is withered away from the sonnes of men.

¹³Gird your selues, and lament, yee Priests: howle, ye ministers of the Altar: come, lie all night in sackecloth, ye ministers of my God: for the meat offering and the drinke offering is withholden from the house of your God.

¹⁴Sanctifie yee a fast: call a solemne assembly: gather the Elders, and all the inhabitants of the land into the house of the Lord your God, and cry vnto the Lord:

¹⁵Alas for the day: for the day of the Lord is at hand, and as a destruction from the Almightie shall it come.

¹⁶Is not the meate cut off before your eyes, yea ioy and gladnesse from the house of our God?

¹⁷The seede is rotten vnder their clods: the garners are laide desolate: the barnes are broken downe, for the corne is withered.

¹⁸How doe the beastes grone? the heards of cattell are perplexed, because they haue no pasture, yea the flockes of sheepe are made desolate.

¹⁹O Lord, to thee will I crie: for the fire hath deuoured the pastures of the wildernesse, and the flame hath burnt all the trees of the field.

²⁰The beasts of the field crie also vnto thee: for the riuers of waters are dried vp, and the fire hath deuoured the pastures of the wildernesse.